Today was a very adventurous day. I woke up and attended a Catholic Mass with some other batch mates and a few Filipino staff members. It was my first time attending a Catholic service so I had many observations. The first is the fluidity of my cohorts when it was time to knell, stand, rise or motion. After talking to them I realized most of them had some sort of Catholic influence in their upbringing. Despite the absence of Catholicism in my upbringing, I did not feel out of place or awkward in any way. I was just happy to be there and we were happy to be able to fellowship and integrate together. Another observation I noticed was the duration of the service. We walked in at 9:00am exactly and I believed we closed around 10:30am. In my opinion, I thought that was short. I am use to 2 hour services and I thought Catholic mass was longer but I was informed that the hour and a half was longer than other Masses in the United States. Once again, I had no problem with that because they had quite a few songs to keep me alive, awake, alert, and enthusiastic. My final observation was the use of Taglish (Tagalog + English) in the Priests sermon. He would start the sentence in english and without indication, he would finish that sentence in Tagalog. That added a very contemporary feel. I felt accomplished because I did not get a chance to attend mass in Costa Rica.