Bustamante

So the town I live in is technically Los Angeles de Mora, but since the majority of its residents pertain to the same family, that of Bustamante, it has become the popular name. It's a tiny little place, consisting of a school, church, pulperia (general store), and of course, the soccer field. In practice, I actually live closer to a much bigger town called Tabarcia, which actually has like a restaurant, a Civil Guard, and a bus station, etc.
I live with Dilsia and Justo (last name Bustamante, of course), and I have nine brothers and sisters, the majority of which live on my street. They all have their own families, so all my nieces and nephews come in and out of our house all the time, as the grandparents are the central hot spot. The second youngest of my sisters (5 days younger than me) is engaged to be married on April 8th and due to have a baby in September. So plans for the wedding and the baby are well underway in our household. Here I am with my youngest sister Dunia.

Typically, I'll wake up between 5 and 6am, depending on the day's activities, and either go for a run before classes in Tabarcia or head in to San Jose on the bus (we're about an hour or so outside the city) with my host sister and the rest of the "aspirantes" (Peace Corp Trainees). We have a lot of technical training and classes about Health, Safety, and the like. Coming to San Jose is a bit of a hassle, but it's not so bad. I'm typically tired at the end of the day and read a little before bed at about 8:30 or 9:30pm.
I spend a lot of time with my host family, basically talking about other family members and how they fit in to the community. Over the weekend, I had an hour long discussion with my host mother to be able to walk 10 minutes to the restaurant and have some pizza and a beer on Saturday night! I negociated my 9:30 curfew to 10pm, but it was still embarrassing because there were a lot of little kids at the bar (Saprissa, a local soccer team, was playing an important game, so it was packed).