When you’re six, your dad is a superhero. Ian thinks so, at least. His father, Cesar invited me and my girlfriend Maya to spend the day with them in Costa Rica. Cesar works for a wonderful non-governmental organization called CEPIA in Guanacaste, Costa Rica, which sits on the northwest side of the country. We spent the day at their house and a local bar where we watched the Costa Rican national team take the Dutch to penalty kicks in the World Cup.
Ian loves motorcycles. Cesar loves to help him work on them. Recently, Ian finished his first race and has another one soon.
Ian wrote, “I will win the race.”
Maya and I were the only people from the United States in the bar for the World Cup match. The Costa Rican team, the smallest nation left in the tournament, was an underdog by all measures. Drums, horns and screams filled the bar.
Especially when it came down to the penalty kicks.
Many Costa Ricans cried when the Dutch goalie saved the last kick, knocking the Costa Ricans from the tournament.
“We woke up from our dream,” Cesar says. He cried. So did Ian.
Ian is going to have a sister.