After 3850 miles and countless u-turns, I'm home!
Oh and it feels SO good. I wrestled with Plato, ate with my parents, chased a baby bunny through traffic with my brother, and slept for 11 hours in my very own bed ... I missed home so much.
Now I don't want to go to Costa Rica, but only because I've already been away for awhile. I'm really really
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