I was finishing up some work at the Starbucks, as Javier pulled up the main entrance.
I got in and he greeted me with an “Hola! Que tal?”. For whatever reason, his question took me by surprise even though every Uber driver has greeted me in the exact same way. My nervous self just responded with “bien gracias!” then I silently put the seat belt on.
He directly asked me if I were tica, probably because I didn’t seem to look too tica with my Duke hoodie. I said no, and that I was Lebanese. Here I usually get the same answer from all Uber drivers “Oh that is far from Costa Rica”, either in Spanish, or a broken English with a heavy accent. It’s always funny how conversations sound exactly the same. After the nationality comment, we talk about the official language of Lebanon, and after that they comment about my Spanish and after that it’s probably about some random Costa Rican fact.
But then, he asked about my faith. I told him religion in Lebanon makes you doubt where you stand exactly when it comes to that topic. My dad is Sunni, my mom is Shia and my grandfather actually chose to get baptized as catholic when he was in his 40s. And as I explained a bit more about the religious conflicts and wars in Lebanon with my limited Spanish vocabulary, he started sharing more and more about his own values. I think this is the first time that I talk to an Uber driver who shares so much with such passion. He talked about his relationship with God, he talked about how he felt so different than people here. He explained that he felt most people around him walk around with blinkers or blinders like the ones they use for horses to try and prevent it from seeing whatever is around it or behind it. He said that people tend to forget to look up, or towards what mattered. At one point, I stopped talking and just listened to everything he had to say. He would smile with a big smile and laugh whenever he would say some witty then just continue with the flow of his thoughts.
The car stopped 20 min later. “It was great to meet you!”, “You too!”
I unlocked the entrance door of my padres ticos’ house as I hit on the 5 star rating. “Leave a comment” ……… “Javier is a great guy”.