A Day in the Carribean Life I´m trying to find a way to relay to my loves back home how life works here. Not just what I spend my days doing, but those small, refined details that highlight the different way of living here, pura vida if you will. Riding a bike, for instance, is […]Read more "Un Día en La Vida Caribe"
So I´m into my first week in Costa Rica and so far….it´s utterly amazing. Truly. Like every single one of my dreams from the last year is coming true. Every moment I sat at my cubicle wishing for a different life, desiring a different daily than the one I had been granted, wishing desperately for […]Read more "The First Week (No Clever Title Needed)"
I’m now less than a week away from my departure date and time is creeping while simultaneously flying. Every day feels like an inch towards the eventual mile-long leap I’m about to take. When I get on my flight I’ll be leaving everything I know in search of something spectacularly new – but what exactly […]Read more "Gringa Goals"
As my countdown to leaving for South America continues to dwindle down (less than 75 days at the time of this post!) my planning is getting kicked into high gear. This week I finalized my first workaway in Costa Rica in the town of Manzanillo, in the Limon region of Costa Rica. It’s on the […]Read more "City Girl → Caribbean Chick"
About a year ago I applied to teach English through the Chilean English Opens Doors Program. Unfortunately the program was already full – but it didn’t stop me from applying to the waitlist and researching Chile and the regions of South America with a fervor – devouring articles, photos, travel blogs, and yerba mate all in one […]Read more "Gringa Goes Global"
A week ago I tried acupuncture for the first time. It had been something I was always interested in – something always featured in movies and television shows as equal parts terrifying and tranquil. Which honestly sums up the experience quite accurately, in some respects. The pins are all positioned strategically over pressure points throughout the body. […]Read more "Pressure Points"
I’m not speaking about certain individuals like a lost love or the fatality of friends I mean the sincerity of strangers threaded throughout our thumbprints Those unsung spirits Heroines and heroes sans egos but with in-erasable emotions I miss someone wearing their heart on their sleeves and instead of shooing them away, I would roll […]Read more "I Miss People"