Recently it’s become apparent that everyone assumes I am a greasy-haired banshee in my tent braving the elements somewhere every night when I’m traveling. This is definitely not the case. While traveling across Central America for about 50 days or so, I think I only spent 11 or 12 nights in the tent. I spent […]
On the bus to San Miguel de Sarapiqui, Costa Rica
I love Central American public transportation. No, really. I really do. When riding busses across developing countries with not-so-developed infrastructure, one really appreciates the gift of life. I’m not talking about the hijacking or holdups we read about on cnn.com, I’m thinking more about one particular ride I took out of San Jose heading north. […]
Ziplining in Costa Rica. I’m afraid of everything.
My friends who live in Costa Rica are a short motorcycle ride away from Recreo Verde, a popular canopy tour outfitter. I just had to do a canopy tour; it’s a classic Costa Rican tourist experience. But of course, I was convinced I was going to die the entire time. Between the heights and worrying […]
Halfway up Mt. Chirripo, I realize I look like Gandalf.
The hike up Costa Rica’s “Middle Earth,” a.k.a. Mt. Chirripo (12, 533 ft), would have been impossible without the walking stick. The mountain is relentlessly steep and unbelievably muddy. You gain about 6,000 feet of elevation the first day. “Lightheaded” doesn’t even begin to cover it. Notice the mud? From that point on it only […]
Central America + 2 outfits =
In an effort to pack light for my 7-week backpacking trip, I came up with the genius idea to bring one pair of pants (those crazy ones that, thanks to the zippers just above the knee, can be pants or shorts), one sun dress, and two tank tops. Interestingly enough, both tank tops were blue […]
Costa Rican critters! (and the presents they give us)
One afternoon in Costa Rica my friend Andre and I went out to lunch in Puerto Viejo de Talamanca on the Caribbean coast with our friends Helen and Dirk. We were enjoying our meal until this friendly fellow dropped a huge turd onto Helen’s sandwich. He was perched up on the rafters directly above our […]
5 Reasons why “Pura Vida” is the Costa Rican answer to everything
Sometime back in 4th grade Spanish class, I learned that the appropriate response to the question “Como estas?” could be something along the lines of “bien” or “estoy feliz.” This turns out not to be the case in Costa Rica, where the appropriate response to the same question is “Pura vida.” Yes, when you ask […]



