Every year the church I attend sends a group to Costa Rica to bring Christmas to kids at a school in a small village that they pay the rent on the building for. I had signed up to go this year, got my passport in a record 10 days, lol - but lack of finances is pretty much making me drop out of the trip. Although most of the week is spent in the village, Friday night is back in the city at a hotel - that carries Cuban cigars. And I was sooo looking forward to finally trying one!
Oh well, maybe next year!
Oh well, maybe next year!
