My dad got here last night at around 11 PM last night safe and sound. I haven't stayed up that late since I arrived here, and it was a struggle to keep awake. My anti-soporific was worrying about all the things that could go wrong when a 65-year old American retiree who doesn't speak a word of Spanish, is deaf in one ear, and apparently forgot the hearing aid for his other ear, shows up at Liberia airport by himself in the middle of the evening and needs to find the cab driver that's supposed to take him to the tiny stretch of unlit dirt road outside the podunk beach town in the middle of nowhere, two and half hours away, where I'm staying, in a country that doesn't have a postal address system.
As it turns out, it all went fine. Though I really wish he had remembered that hearing aid.
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