And so the journey must go on...

The next morning I woke up in San Jose. I had a noon o'clock bus to take me back to the beach, my new home. I was sad about leaving my sister, but I knew that the journey must go on and I was excited to go visit my new friends and begin this so called life. It was on Wednesday that I traveled back and just took it easy that day with a bit of the beach and then a quiet night up at Vista Serena. Thursday night was Reggae night and I figured a bit of Reggae never hurt anyone. Plus, my new friend Judah was the DJ and he is pretty rad, as are his friends, so I knew it would be a good night. I hung out there for a bit and then caught a ride back to my place. I had the entire weekend before school started, and you better believe I enjoyed it. Total relaxation is all that is allowed down here, so therapeutic. So many new experiences, sights and sounds were thrown at me over those next few days that allowed me to enjoy and love this country and specifically Manuel Antonio SO much more. I knew from the moment I arrived that this was my new home. Every day that follows only reaffirms that fact. Lovin' it...


I have had to laugh a good bit the longer I am here for many reasons. Number one is that I truly feel like I am in rehab. I knew that I was stressed when I was still in the States, both with my own pressures and pressures from both my jobs. Quitting my jobs was the first good decision; coming here was clearly the second. I had joked before leaving that with my lifestyle, sleep patterns and choices of jobs, I was going to be one of the younger people to have a nervous breakdown paired with a heart attack. Scary thoughts, but coming here really made me realize it was true. I needed a break from the outrageous pace I was keeping and the work that was consuming me. I am lucky to have had the chance to take off and I am also extremely lucky that I have people in my life that have allowed me to go gallivant around in a new country. It has been strange dealing with the fact that now my brain, body and soul are finding time to relax and repair and how I have (again like rehab) had to respectfully ask for a bit of space from life in general. Between the breathtaking views and my book, The Tao of Pooh, I have been able to come to some peace and actually feel like I am making positive changes in my brain, body and soul. I can only hope to continue on this path of healing and allow it to help me travel the world and maybe one day land back in the States...