Questions Unanswered.

COSTA RICA recently happened.






Despite the beautiful forests, energetic monkeys with offensive genitalia, sloths, birds galore, warm waters, volcanic rocks, only one thing really was important. And stands out as the one event of the trip that left the biggest impression on me. It is in meeting this man.




ON a Tuesday morning in the Miami Airport. Sitting across from us. Me and Carrie were giggling about some silly thing and as we are laughing we glance across the aisle and see his bright shiny face beaming at us in utter ecstasy. While one might initially think this is funny, that some some stranger is somehow delighting in our joy, it was nothing but frightening at first. It was such an exaggerated expression. Scary. This photo was minutes into the incident and doesn't fully depict his animation. My heart dropped when seeing him. His head jerked abruptly whenever he turned to smile at us. Once a slight laugh peeked from our mouths he faced us and stared at us. Did he like our conversation? We were not loud enough for him to hear. Was he special? These questions were never answered. And so as he continued to repeatedly glance in our direction with his haunting smile, we couldn't help but giggle. And so I pulled out my book and we both stared at the pages and pretended to be laughing at some passages. And then he left to take a cell call.

AND so we left to our gate down the hall and boarded our plane. And there he was two rows in front of us!!! No smiles. Very calm. And I stared at him to piece things together. And that was that.

WE landed in San Jose and flew to the west coast. And on the third day we went to a local beach, and as we were riding with the waves, this very same man pops his head out of the water, waiting for the next wave!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Me and Carrie were stunned. I couldn't pass this opportunity to talk to him. To discern his personality and find reasons why he was such a creepy man earlier. And after a few minutes of casual conversation, all I found out was that he was visiting a buddy who always comes to Costa Rica, and that he works in New York. Or something like that.

And we leave.


Dear pretty Jesus,

Why was this man brought into my life? Was this fate that I encountered him so many times? Was this man you, Jesus? Come down from the skies? Eavesdropping on me? I just wanna know! What was with all those creepy faces?!



More importantly, Why did I post this snoring story?