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The ticos love to play futbol! 

Dago was so helpful helping me get ready for my first time ever going zip lining! I don't know what I would have done without him. 


Randal is an amazing guy who has a great sense of humor. He is always smiling and is willing to lend a helping hand at any time. Skateboarding is a large part of his life and he now is involved in a skate ministry with the local boys in the community. 

Chris (third one in) on the last night with his new friends :) 

Tito and I share the same passion for music, and I had a great time joking around him with him. I also had the amazing experience to share my testimony with him and the youth group. He helped me find the strength I needed to share it, and was there for me the entire time. 

David was the translator/worship leader who lives in the Harvest Hands house. Him and I were grouped up together most of the week. I miss David so much! One of my favorite memories of Costa Rica was when he was trying to teach me Spanish and I kept messing up yet continued trying and he thought it was the funniest thing :) 

Kevin & I met for the first time this year, and we now are close friends. Even though we are miles apart I talk to Kevin almost every single day on facebook. He stayed with my group the entire time, and though he is quite always was the first to lead.  He has a great heart that is full of compassion for the people of Los Anonos. Through his own life stories I learned so much. Kevin is like a brother to me, and I can not wait to return to see him again!

Natalie is my twin! Don't we look alike? :) I love her! She is getting married this December to a guy I grew up with in Maine. Stephen did an internship in Costa Rica where he met Natalie, now they are working on settling in down in the States! 

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