It had been three years since I last had a sip of coffee in Costa Rica or felt the Caribbean sand and water underneath my feet. Three years since I saw my friends and family. It was time to go back home. Two years ago, Costa Rica held its presidential election. In the U.S., news about the army-free Central American country came in batches of negativity. The stories I heard were of a divided Costa Rica, torn apart by politics and religion. Deep inside, I feared to find my country transformed into a different place.
Read MoreIt wasn’t easy to get there, but without a doubt, it was a lot harder to leave. We lived in Cartago in 2014, when we first visited Santa Teresa. We took two buses and a ferry, and we would do it again and again. See, this is the place where you actually go to relax. Now that I think about it, that last sentence will probably be repeated in the next posts we will share with you, I guess we relax too much, or not enough.
Read MorePlaza Cafe does not open with the first ray of sunlight that shines over the beautiful province of Guanacaste, nor with the schedule published on the Facebook page; it opens way before dawn, when many are still asleep. Sometimes it opens from the night before, when some go to bed or out to party. Why? Because 90% of Plaza Café’s products are homemade.
Read MoreAs part of the prize we won through Expo Novia, Will and I had the opportunity to stay at the Casa Conde hotel at playa Panamá. The hotel is all inclusive, but during our stay they didn’t have the usual all-you-can-eat buffet. Maybe it was just because we visited during low season or perhaps they are searching to provide a more exclusive plan. Customers can order from the menu or ask for the “plat du jour”.
Read MoreI love it not only because it tastes good; no, not good, great. I love it because along with coffee comes the stories, the laughter, the joy, sadness…the memories good and bad, but mostly good. My love affair started back in 2007 when I wasn’t in my coffee producer country, Costa Rica.
Read MoreEveryone has problems or at least deals with stress, but instead of letting it eat you up, take control, breath, and have fun. After all, being happy is what matters the most! A break during the middle of the semester was almost necessary, so my family and I took off to Jacó for the day.
Read MoreA year ago, my boyfriend and I were invited by a dear friend to her wedding in Manzanillo, which needless to say was lovely and also gave us the opportunity to enjoy Puerto Viejo. During the day, Puerto Viejo bursts with colors, laughter, the smell of tasty food and good music.
Read MoreI fall asleep on the beach and when I wake up I hear a group of surfers planning a get-together for tonight that involves someone cooking rice and beans… Oh yes, I definitely like it here…
Read MoreI walk along calle Real, Liberia. I see houses that were built years ago, seniors sitting on rocking chairs or benches, just watching people walk by. Their warm smiles bring joy to my heart. Their eyes have witnessed decades of changes, of buildings being built and torn down, of children who outgrew them, of stories about tradition, family and love.
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