Nearly impossible to tell as I saw so many natural wonders, beautiful places and fascinating animals. But if I had to nail it down, there is that one moment in Costa Rica that always keeps me thinking: I was leaving the coast in the late afternoon.
I had asked several people for which busses to take and felt prepared. While being on the first bus, it started raining heavily and the night begun. I got off at a crossing in the middle of nowhere to wait for the other bus which never showed up. knew I had no chance to walk to next 100km, but as I had nothing else to do I started walking to at least keep me busy.
Tiredness and anger slowed me down and my backpack felt heavy. A taxi passed by and offered to take me to the next town for "only" 100 USD what I declined right away. It was late already when I passed by a restaurant that had rooms for rent. I stopped excited and felt relieved until they told me they just got booked out today.
Close to desperation I sat down and this guy sitting at the other end of the table approached me. He told me that he came from France to do an internship in a fish factory somewhere here. He just had arrived today and occupied the last room.
I somehow disliked him. After some talking he suddenly suggested that his room had 2 beds anyway and I should stay there for the night.
I felt like the happiest person on earth and in this very moment I got rid of all the German-French-dislike feelings that had been part of my like and thinking, made up by society. And to top it off, the owner, a very nice lady, got me some warm food on the house.