Friends! Just posting a little update from the road, I am currently in Santa Teresa, on the southern end of the Nicoya peninsula in Costa Rica. I left Dominical last week, although I could have stayed there for a long time. I met some really great people and felt like I was at home and part of a community right away. However I was getting smashed by the surf as I'm quite new. So off I went, venturing north. I stopped in Jaco for a couple days, and was immediately taken aback by the the dramatic change from my sleepy little one-street town of Dominical.
Sunset, beach bonfire with friends, and waterfall in Dominical.
The beach in Jaco
The fast cars, big touristy bars and Botox shops of Jaco were too touristy for me to name a few. But the surfing was great and more mellow and conducive to learning. Not my scene though so I quickly made my departure and took a speed boat across the canal to Montezuma.
Montezuma is a beautiful place. A very small beachy hippie town with some posh yoga retreat resorts and the most charming hostel I have stayed in yet. I think I spent most of my time here (as with everyone else) lazily chilling in a hammock with a book next to the crashing waves.
The hammock I practically lived in, some waterfalls we hiked to and jumped off (me attempting the most awkward gainer in the universe) and the view from the boat into Montezuma.
Now, I am on the western coast of the peninsula in Santa Teresa, a cool stretch of a couple towns staying at a hostel with a pool and free breakfast. Luxory! Surfing yesterday was less successful but anytime in the water is good I guess. It’s a strange and humbling experience to suddenly be so out of your element, to be a beater. It’s good for me. 🙂
I can’t express enough how happy I am right now, and how insanely grateful I am to have the drive, courage, and the resources to go on trips like this. Traveling in itself is crucial to my life and I strongly believe experiencing new worlds, being forced to be outside of your comfort zone, meeting new people, experiencing new things, are the things that shape me. I needed to take a step back and evaluate my life and where it is taking me. Not that I have been unhappy in my life back home, as I feel like I am one of the luckiest people alive, but this year has been somewhat intense; lots of changes, lifetime accomplishments, heartbreak, uncertainty, enormous success, a whirlwind of sorts. Life has been going a thousand miles per hour and I needed a breath. I am taking that much needed breath and I urge all of you, my family and friends, to do so on a regular basis. It’s good for the soul. Doing so will fuel your passions and recharge your batteries.
Up next? Not sure, still working my way north, but may stay put here for a short while. Yesterday I got to go to a private yoga session (after I got hammered surfing) in an open air hardwood studio overlooking the waves and this morning I went for a long run on the beach that stretches for miles and miles. Life rules.
*sorry about the sideways photos…. Still trying to figure out publishing photos from an iPad. More difficult than it should be.