Category: Travel
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Things I love about Costa Rica:
- the ocean
- food
- hot, steamy weather
- hammocks
- sunshine
- intense storms, complete with thunder and lightning
- yoga overlooking the ocean
- geckos chirping on my ceiling
- howling monkeys outside my front door
- foot-long iguanas hanging from the tree on the walkway, gobbling leaves
Things I don’t love about Costa Rica:
- cockroaches that crawl in my bed
You’re a winner, Costa Rica. Think I’ll stay. 🙂
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“So, what brought you and Jonathan to Costa Rica?” I asked on the way to the restaurant. “Oh, that’s a long story, we’ll share over dinner.” I laughed, because even though I hadn’t heard it yet, how great is a story that ends with “… and then we moved to Costa Rica!”
I told them I quit my job at Mervyn’s, worked at a non-profit called Room to Read for several years… and then it was their turn to laugh. “We know all about Room to Read!” “How?” “Jonathan started a non-profit and we asked Tom to dinner one night to give us some pointers!” “I hired Tom!”
Over the most amazing fish tacos I’ve ever had, I asked, “So what non-profit did you start?” “Surf for Life.” “Did you just say Surf for Life?” “Yes,” they replied, puzzled. Now it was my turn to laugh. “At dinner last night the surf instructors gave us a booklet they had made and the title was Surf for Life. Someone in the group mentioned that’s the name of a non-profit and asked if we were going to be doing volunteer work. It’s somewhat ironic that the next day I’m having dinner with the founder.”
I’m looking forward to many more serendipitous moments this trip.
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I love how serendipity comes along when you’re least expecting it. Many years ago, I met a couple at a friend’s holiday party. For several years we saw each other socially, then the friends that introduced us moved out of the country and we fell out of touch. From time to time, I thought about the couple and how it would be really nice to see them again. I particularly remembered the woman, Jeannette, and how she had such sparkling eyes and a friendly smile.
Last Thursday, as I was preparing to leave for Costa Rica, a co-worker mentioned that one of his former fitness instructors, Jeannette, lived in Costa Rica. It was the same Jeannette with sparkling eyes and a friendly smile! I asked for her email address then sent her an email, wondering if she remembered me, wondering where she lived in Costa Rica, letting her know that I’d be there for surf camp in a few days.
I heard back from her right away. They lived a few kilometers away (though about 45 minutes because of road conditions) from the surf camp I planned to attend. She asked me to call when I arrived and we’d figure out a way to meet up.
I forgot to call her the day I arrived. The next day, during our sunset yoga class on a beachfront open air platform, I reminded myself that I must call her after class so that we could arrange a time to meet (yes, my mind often wanders). As we were finishing yoga class I heard someone call, “Lori!” When you’re in a foreign country, you don’t expect to hear your name called out, because you assume no one knows you. Looking over, there were Jeannette and Jonathan, standing in the grass. I was at once overcome by feelings of surprise, joy, gratitude, and bewilderment (how did they know where I was staying and that I’d be taking yoga???).
After multiple hugs and “It’s so good to see you’s!” we made our way to dinner, excited to catch up on five years of life. Sometimes I really, truly love how life surprises me.
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I’ve discovered that I am not a very good navigator. And that the people I work with are incredibly patient. And that entering “Pearl Harbor” and “Pearl Harbor Monument” on the map on the iPhone will take you to two very different locations on O’ahu.
Once we arrived, very circuitously, to Pearl Harbor Monument, we realized it was worth the trip. Our National Park Service here in the US is one of the few government agencies that just does it right. One day I’d love to meet someone who works for the Park Service and let them know how much I appreciate what they’ve done and how much my life has been enriched by the services they provide.
The museum at Pearl Harbor is informative, without being overwhelming. Through pictures and bullet points we experienced the heavy atmosphere of late 1941. We watched a documentary that detailed the events leading up to the fatal attack on Dec 7, as well as footage of the disaster. A boat ferried us to the memorial erected over the sunken USS Arizona, where 1,177 people lost their lives during the attack. And we remembered.
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I went on my first geocache hunt today! We walked along the beach, ducked into a side alley, hunted through an entanglement of naupaka, then Alex found the treasure!
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This might explain why I’ve slept so well this week – falling asleep to the sound of waves each night and waking up to them each morning.
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I’m currently working from Hawaii (yes, I do love my job). What’s been so nice is that we can work for several hours, then take a break to take a dip. I love the power of the ocean, of jumping in and trying to make it past the breaking waves. Of struggling, making a little progress, then being knocked off your feet, just a little, before taking up the task again. And then, once past the breaking waves, of floating so peacefully as the waves roll by before breaking again.
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