Category Archive: Costa Rica

Bored women, guns, and the company that owns you; in Costa Rica.

I walked up to the harbor in Paquera, Costa Rica, unexpectedly up to my dripping armpits in happy-grumpy-sweaty white people. Most had rented cars, but a few backpackers were sprinkled in, though somehow none… Continue reading

Dominical to the border

My hostel’s balcony-thing, Costa Ricans(and I) love the “Pura vida” thing. The schedule said 10:30, but the bus out of Dominical showed up at 10:00. I had a bus leave early before on… Continue reading

Onward to Dominical.

Yup, it got better. I wasn’t quite ready to leave Manuel Antonio, but decided to keep moving south, so I took a bus to Dominical of unknown duration, since I spent nearly the… Continue reading

The day is going to get even better.

I woke up this morning drenched in sweat, shiny sides and the sheet grossly damp. I had to hide under there to attempt to evade the mosquitoes, the itchy marks of whose raids… Continue reading

Travel day, Montezuma to Quepos.

I sat down at the table, looked up at the ceiling fan overhead and told it “I love you.” Out loud. It was about 7:30 AM. Sweat was my companion throughout the travel… Continue reading

No lank pennants for me, please.

“Why are there men and women that while they are nigh me, the sun-light expands my blood?Why, when they leave me, do my pennants of joy sink flat and lank?”-Walt Whitman, Song of… Continue reading

A few transcendent moments.

I’ve had a few transcendent moments on this trip already. -Wading into the volcanic crater lake at Laguna de Apoyo. -Taking the canoe down the green tidal river through mangrove swamps from Las… Continue reading


One of the absolute best things about traveling is (are?) the people you meet. Friendships birth and bloom in the course of a day or two, and you never know when you’ll have… Continue reading

Reserva Natural Absoluta Cabo Blanco

Took a trip to Reserva Natural Absoluta Cabo Blanco yesterday, the nature preserve that straddles the southwest tip of the Nicoyo Peninsula.There are two walks, one an hour loop from the entrance, and the… Continue reading

It’s raining in Montezuma.

I woke up this morning to the sound of rain drops. El Invierno has arrived in Costa Rica. I am in Montezuma, on the southern tip of Nicoyo Peninsula, a reggae sort of town,… Continue reading