I'm aaallllmost there!!
Flights were both very pleasant. Mr. Grumpy Gills in seat 2E next to me woke up on the wrong side of the bed. That, or he was hard of hearing.. I guess my initial, "lots of kids on this flight, eh?" wasn't that funny to him at 1 o'clock in the morning, with a crying infant behind us.
Getting through immigration and customs was a sinch. There was no line, and my bag was present!
My shuttle driver was indeed holding a "Margaret Hewitt" sign, so no yelling was required.
I just checked in for my second flight. Funny guy behind the counter looked at me directly in the eyes, and asked very seriously if I had sky-diving experience. My heart dropped, and he laughed.
My carry-on was to big for the second flight. Instead of making me take stuff out, I had to check it, and pay $20...not sure how that really evens out with the whole weight limit thing?
..and then I had to actually step on the scale..rude.
So here I sit at the Pavas airport. I have a 2 hour wait until I put my life in the hands of a Costa Rican Pilot, and two small propellers.