In which we settle into the seaside rhythms of Caribbean Costa Rica in the aftermath of an intense rainstorm.

In which we settle into the seaside rhythms of Caribbean Costa Rica in the aftermath of an intense rainstorm.
As predictable as sunrise, the fog filled the valleys every afternoon. You could see it coming from afar, like a cottony beast.
Pura Vida, or Pure Life is an apt slogan for beautiful, laid back Costa Rica and our first day in Turrialba lived up to the hype.
Horse heaven for an equine addict.
A letter to my grandmother about the day I learned some of her secrets.