Week one in Costa Rica

I have been in Brasilito, Costa Rica (in the province of Guanacaste) for one week. I am still trying to get used to the heat, the language, and the pace of life – hint: it is much slower than what I’m used to. I am exceptionally lucky that my childhood friend, whom I have always considered a cousin, calls this place home. It means I can follow his expert advice about what and where to eat, which places to see, where to stay. Decisions are simple and I find myself easing into this dolce far niente life with surprising ease.

Earlier this week, a friend asked what surprised me so far about my experience – an excellent question which merits some thought. Although I only left Canada one week ago, I am surprised to find it easier than I thought to slip into a “do what I want to do, not what I have to do” mindset. And what I currently want to do is live in the moment and just be. For all the worry and anxiety I had about what I would do with all this free time, it turns out that not doing much of anything is remarkably… satisfying.

I admit it feels a little strange to not cross things off checklists (or have checklists), not have to be anywhere at a certain time, not worry about calendars and conflicting meetings, not rush from one thing to the next (rushing in this heat – ha!) but I find myself not missing it. At all. Yet.

I am still task-driven – today’s lofty goal was doing laundry (check!) and I suspect that will never completely go away, but I am going to lean into this new way of being, see how far it takes me.

No major shenanigans this past week, here are a few of my experiences:

Close-up of toy monkey with the beach as the background
Gibby enjoying his visit to Playa Conchal (yes, definitely one of the best beaches in Costa Rica)! Gibby is my travel companion and gets into all sorts of shenanigans. He might need his own dedicated post.
Shot glass filled with reddish liquid
First chiliguaro of the trip – are you really in Costa Rica if you haven’t had chiliguaro? Read this most excellent post to understand the magic of the chiliguaro.
Road sign that cautions "iguanas crossing"
We’re not in Kansas Ottawa anymore, Gibby!

I hope you enjoyed this first post – I will continue to share my adventures in the coming weeks and months. And hey, if you have any questions you’d like me to answer or would like to receive a postcard from my travels, let me know in the comments!