From Costa Rica

I wasn't going to blog from Costa Rica, but the kids are still sleeping, the rain is falling in huge sheets and I have two bars of wifi, which is unusual. I am writing from my iPad so excuse any typos.

I love it here. I love the remoteness, simplicty, lush landscape, rich coffee, warm rain, and the mystery and intrigue of the jungle. Sometimes I think we don't know how caught up we are in our daily routines and to-do lists until we plop ourselves down in an environment that forces us to slow down and to do it all a bit differently. Now if I can just bottle this and bring it home...

From the moment I stepped off the plane in San Jose, I was utterly relaxed. Yesterday we ziplined through the canopy of the jungle, soaring over and through the thick forest. It was pouring rain and I was so in the moment of feeling the water on my face and taking it all in.

I have not run a step since being here, not even to take a quick crap, but that's okay. From our hotel there is nowhere to run but on the one busy road that goes into town. I'm pretty sure I would become part of someone's windshield if I tried to run on the road so I'm getting my exercise doing the breast stroke up to the swim up bar.

Tonight we tour the Arenal volcano which I would have an amazing view of right at this moment if it were not for the rain. Holy shit, I can only imagine what the rainy season is like if this is the dry season. Tomorrow we head to Manuel Antonio (the beach! Pacific side) where we should have warm temps and sunshine. I can work on my tan and try to find the one gay, nude beach for some true sightseeing. I never sausage a place!!

Sorry you all can't be here, but then this little bungalow would be mighty crowded.

It's good to be away,

SUAR