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Guatemala is a Trip

Words can barely describe my recent trip to Guatemala, and I never expected it to be what it was. Through my travels and supported by it’s beauty and culture, amazing people and places, I was knocked down by sickness and brought to life again, met the most amazing people, hiked volcanoes and trudged through caves, saw sunrises and sunsets in places that I will never forget with new faces that have impacted my life for good. Here are some of the highlights and favorite photos of my journeys in this beautiful country, I hope they inspire you to go for yourself and experience your own Guatemalan adventure!

 

1. Exploring the streets of Antigua

I love colonial towns, and Antigua is one the nicest ones I have visited thus far. Old churches, cobblestone streets and heaps of shops and restaurants to check out in the day, as well as some good bars and live music to see at night. I was lucky enough to spend New Year’s here, where the street were packed and the celebration was on in full swing. As the clock hit midnight I watched from a rooftop as fireworks encircled the entire city. If you don’t get too trapped into going out there are some awesome day trips and hikes to do through tour companies that are decently priced and super fun!

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2. The Good Life at Lago de Atitlan

This was a place many friends had told me to visit, and for good reason. The vibe at the lake is not to be missed, a hidden gem in the mountains only accessible by winding roads and well worth the journey. I spent the most time in San Pedro, which is full of awesome restaurants, a couple must-go bars, reputable Spanish schools and thanks to the super ‘naturalist’ crowd it draws, a life saving health food store. Sunbathing, swimming in the lake, hiking, beach partying and lots of good music surrounded by a little family was how I spent my days. Only word of warning, be cautious of taking good care of yourself and perhaps look into Grapefruit Seed Extract if you want to save yourself some trouble, I got quite sick here, and unfortunately it’s a common occurrence. I don’t often stay places for 3 weeks, but San Pedro felt like a temporary home. Want to learn Spanish? Highly recommend Maya B Spanish School. If you are looking for a more relaxed vibe and hella cacao ceremonies, check out San Marcos, easily accessible by boat from the San Pedro dock!DCIM105GOPROGOPR6035.DCIM106GOPROGOPR6120.DCIM106GOPROGOPR6192.DCIM106GOPROGOPR6208.DCIM100GOPROGOPR0346.DCIM100GOPROGOPR0334.

3. Indiana Jones’ing and Jungle Lovin’ in Semuc Champey

Hands down one of the coolest and most fun experiences ever. Pretty broad yeah but seriously, Semuc Champey is the shit. It was a bit of a deathride to get there, stuck in the back of a tiny bus for like 10 hours and fearing falling off a cliff, but once you get there you’ll forget about the bus and let yourself enjoy the beauty and good times awaiting. I stayed at the infamour Zephyr lodge, known for it’s party atmosphere and complete with a bunch of Aussies but worth staying at, even though it’s a tad more expensive than some other accommodations. The town of Lanquin where most people stay (also where Zephyr is located) is quite small but I actually checked out a dope market with some great tamales. Many of the people here didn’t actually speak Spanish but a dialect of Mayan, and being out here really felt as close as many beaten path travellers get to off the grid. Semuc Champey itself is about a 45 minute truck ride away. It’s crystal blue pools and the nearby caves will take your breath away. Talk about jungle love, this place blew my mind. Australia day was pretty fun here too, and gotta love an infinity pool. DCIM106GOPROGOPR6211.DCIM106GOPROGOPR6236.DCIM106GOPROGOPR6249.DCIM106GOPROGOPR6278.

4. The Serene Ruins at Tikal

Almost didn’t make it to Tikal, but if you’re going to see some ruins, I highly recommend visiting. Tikal is located near the city of Flores, so most people stay here and take a tour out in the day to the ruins, as we did, with a super informative and enthusiastic guide and a good sized group. We explored the ruins with our group and individually and what really struck me was how peaceful it was. No giant crowds like Angkor Wat, and with the guide providing in depth info about the ruins, flora and fauna, I felt I got the whole time travel experience. We watched the sunset from one of the highest formations, as is has done for years and years over the Mayan Empire. Magical.DCIM106GOPROGOPR6298.DCIM106GOPROGOPR6301.DCIM106GOPROGOPR6294.DCIM106GOPROGOPR6309.

So there you have some highlights of some crazy times down in Guate. So much left untold, so much still to discover. Muchas gracias!

 

What parts of Guatemala have you visited? What were your favorite parts or crazy things you experienced here?


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How I (try to) travel light

As I prepare to jet off on another leg of the great journey the excitement of packing the trusty ol’ travelling backpack fills me with joy. The constant narrowing down of everything you think you ‘need’ until it all fits comfortably into your turtle-shell carry all is a task I am well acquainted with and as annoying it can be, it is always good practice, of travel and of non-attachment.

I told myself this time I was taking nothing. I want to be able to hop on and off of buses without the fear of breaking my spine or dreading trekking up any sort of hill with my oversized pack. I will wear the same outfit for months. I imagine my backpack as a lovely floating green companion with a few shirts and a toothbrush, until I realize that unless I’m on naked and afraid, there will be a lot more than that. I’m going for balance here. So here is what I’ve narrowed it down to, quite painlessly actually, the guts of my pack which will hopefully be more ‘I can evade dogs and run fast with this!’ than ‘holy shit my knees are broken.’

One outfit would be light but ultimately impractical and boring. Sitting in an airport freezing in tiny shorts is at least better when you have a light sweater. Obviously it’s easier to pack light when you’ll be in warm climates, but terrain and environment can vary drastically.photo (32)With clothes it’s best to stick to basics and things that are multipurpose. That scarf? Now it’s a vest..or blanket..or skirt. Scarves are where it’s at.

So here I have:

5 tanktops (they’re small)

1 dress

2 pairs of yoga shorts

1 pair of leggings

1 scarf

1 sarong (like scarves, can have many uses)

2 hats and 1 wool buff

2 pairs jean shorts

1 cardigan

1 rainjacket/windbreaker

a clump of bathing suits and unds

Not so bad. I can honestly say scarves and my rainjacket have saved me numerous times, pack them! Also in this photo is my travel hoop (need) and hammock. Hammock’s a little heavy but can come in very handy and oh so comfy.

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As for shoes, I typically end up with none or well worn flip flops, but there’s always a part of me that pictures myself hiking epic volcanoes and hoping for something a little more sturdy. The boots are a bit of an exception. These aren’t exactly something I would highly recommend bringing, but I love them.photo (33)

This part is where shit gets heavy. Previously I’ve travelled without a computer ( I didn’t actually own one at the time) but I just prefer to have it, especially if I plan to keep this ol’ thing pretty up to date. Then cameras, cords and chargers are added into the mix. As long as electronics are all kept compact and organized they’re really not bad to travel with. Also pictured here is the ESSENTIAL yoga mat and handy dandy journal. Not pictured here: Gopro and accessories.

 

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Also bringing the ukulele!!!

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This things been around the block.

At the end of it all, I feel like I did a pretty good job this time around. All comes down to weeding out what you really don’t need, which will become apparent when you hit the road. And don’t forget the little things, like passport copies and padlocks, just to be safe.

Hope this was a decent insight on the art of packing, happy travels and be safe!!!

Stay tuned for posts on my upcoming travels and to see where the wind is currently taking me!

Namaste!


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The gifts of Travel

As the fall months turn into a time of slowing down, renewal, reflection and recharging, I feel it’s a perfect time to share some thoughts about how travel has changed my life and why I love it, why every memory and experience is so special and how I think it is undoubtedly beneficial for our hearts and souls.

1. The people you meet

Some of the closest friends I have made have been while travelling, near and far. Taking yourself out of the ‘usual’ and freeing yourself you are no longer limited to what already surrounds, more able to make connections that you may never have made had you not taken the actions you did. This also goes for just doing new things and reaching out to the world wherever you are! Often you meet people on a similar page as you, and a few travel days can feel like a lifetime. Sometimes the shortest interactions are the ones that affect you the most. I believe that everyone we come across in life comes into our lives for a reason, sharing their own unique thoughts and gifts, and these relationships are so beautiful. If it weren’t for the amazing people I have been so fortunate to meet along the way, my journeys would not be what they are. IMG_6963IMG_8235

 

2.  The Uncertainty of Diving into the Unknown

A friend and I discussed this once and dubbed it ‘the newness’. It is this concept, this excitement of jumping into the uncertain, leaving comforts behind and allowing yourself to be free as you truly exist, that is a huge reason I love to travel. Although each day is a new adventure, yes, waking up in new cities, speaking different languages and reaching destinations you can barely dream of are the perfect breeding grounds for creating the experiences that open our minds and make the seemingly undoable possible. Even crappy plane rides and dreadful bus rides are awesome. Every time you leave, you know that things will never be the same. In doing this we are letting go, tuning into the place that is always there where limitations are only an illusion. IMG_6743

 

3. Cultural Diversity

We are all citizens of the world. The privilege to go out and broaden the cultures we are familiar with, se different ways of life and live amongst our fellow earthlings, near and far, is such a blessing. The hospitality and kindness I have experienced by people I’ve known for a mere few hours fills my heart with light, and whether it is these blissful moments or the witnessing of tragedies one would never hope to experience, all parts of seeing new places go toward expanding our views, inside and out. IMG_6913IMG_6903IMG_8152

 

4. The lifestyle

Depending on where you are, lifestyles in other places my differ dramatically from your home town, city or country. I love the aspect of Nicaraguan culture that takes a siesta, or mid afternoon rest. I love how when Thai street vendors need to stop for a snack, they do it. The lifestyle of travel, however taxing at times, including ups and downs as all ways of life, to me represents freedom, a feeling of living outside the box. From being able to buy vegetables from a smiling market vendor to going for morning swims in the warm Pacific, the variety of a different lifestyle is enticing. IMG_7424IMG_8021IMG_8188

5. The experiences

This includes every single moment, down to the 2 hour conversation with a ‘stranger’ that made your day, to the wonder of marvelling at Angkor Wat. There are just too many possibilities for amazing and beautiful experiences that only await us to find them. The world is our playground, to be respected, but enjoyed. Things that propel us to savour each breath and each captivating moment, times that later we thing about and say “wow, I never though I would be hiking in the remote mountains in Panama, or diving with whale sharks 20 feet away”.IMG_7119IMG_696110484408_10152382797348801_1205815922308248771_n

6. The Food

Yes we have some amazing choices at our fingertips here in Canada, but holy, who is not down with a delicious steaming curry made from scratch that turns out to be addictive, or fish tacos with the freshest ingredients you’ve ever experienced? You can taste the difference in high vibrational foods, you can feel it. You can feel life through pungent herbs and the aromas of carefully blended spice mixes, there are just so many unique and one of a kind foods to try. The only issue is deciding what’s next! Not to mention living in places where you can pick fresh fruits daily and where sometimes fast ‘food’ is not even an option.IMG_4643IMG_4684IMG_6647

Our world is a magical place! What do you love about travel? I’d love to hear your thoughts!


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Fast times in San Juan del Sur, Nicaragua.

After completing my Spanish studies for the moment in Granada, I was more than ready to move on. I made the decision to head to San Juan Del Sur for some much needed beach and fun time, and what a great decision it was. I would attend the infamous Sunday Funday, surf and eat burritos to my hearts content. Boarding the school bus marked ‘Rivas’ with many locals and a handful of alert-looking travellers I sat next to a smiling jewelry maker from Guatemala. He showed me his creations and we chatted in Spanish. I could smell the Flor de Cana on his breath, which as a polite fellow he offered me, but I wasn’t ready to start just yet. I met an awesome few new friends on the bus that would make my trip to San Juan all the more awesome.photo (2)

The view of the ocean so close and glimmering as we got out of the sticky taxi made my heart explode, I loved this place already. After realizing we weren’t the only people rolling into SJDS after trying at both popular Pachamama hostels we strolled down and found accommodation at an Irish bar/hostel right on the beach called Casa del Mar. If you find yourself in a similar situation, never fear, there are tons of accomodations in close proximity to eachother, but if showing up for Sunday Funday it’s wise to book ahead. The world cup was on as we walked in, the bar surrounded by enthusiastic locals getting in on the contagious football excitement and 20 cordoba beers. If I may add, these were the cheapest beers I could find at any bar.photo (5)photo (6)photo (7)

Being a small town, the beach is pretty much close to everything, either a walk or a bike ride away, and if you’re up in the hills a little bit you’re still pretty close by truck or cab. The main beach right out front is perfect for swimming and is even a little surfable.

In town, there are a plethora of restaurants and cafes that are sure to catch your eye. Though some are more expensive than your typical Central American establishments, they are cool places and worth checking out. I’d recommend Gato Negro Café for a great cup of coffee and breakfast, as well as a huge selection of books for sale, a big table with stacks of tarot cards, baked goods and an assortment of handicrafts. For a gourmet burger or inventive appies, check out Nacho Libre, a little burger place with crafty and original burgers with prime ingredients and a cool atmosphere. They have veggie options too! If the Canadian in you is craving some poutine or a stacked Caesar, hit The Loose Moose, a patriotic pub/eatery that also has a good sushi roll. There are also a few taco/burrito mainly-to-go places that top the list like Taco Stop.photo (14)

Fuelled and ready to go it’s time to hit the beach and SURF! A $5 each truck ride (with a couple other people) will take out out to Playa Maderas, one of my favorite beaches for surfing ever. That’s a bold statement, yes. There are more amazing beaches in the area, but this was the only one I was so fortunate to surf at. You can rent a board there but they’re not abundant so it’s easier to rent one in town from a surf shop that will most likely have a truck to take you out as well. These top class waves cater to more advanced as well as beginner surfers and the vibe is just amazing. There are a couple restaurants/cafes on the beach, a popular camping area and a SLACKLINE. That’s my jam. Get yo’ surf on, get yo’ tan on, get yo’ balance on. Maderas is beautiful. There are a few hotels scattered along the road toward the beach and a hostel right at the beach, but this place is generally booked due to it’s location so call ahead. Seriously a must-go beach.photo (11)photo (10)

photo (3) photo (12)photo (16)So it’s time to talk about the once a week gathering of debaucherous young people getting crazy in pools, the infamous Sunday Funday. Waking up pretty hungover and waiting in line to buy a ticket with a bunch of soon to be homies, I can honestly say I was not feeling it. Thanks to my crew for keeping me on track though and not missing out. If you’re going to attend any party in Nicaragua this is a great one to hit. After buying a wristband/claiming your rightful Sunday Funday singlet, the day is yours to mentally and physically prepare (whatever that means) until the trucks start coming and hauling away party-goers to a resort overlooking the bay, the first stop of the madness. The infinity pool beckons as you enter, and the place is packed. One word of warning here though, the bathroom to attendee ratio is way off, so just try not to go or you’ll be spending a lot of time in a line up.  Easier said than done, I know. The pool crawl eventually takes you to the Naked Tiger hostel for even more ‘wholesome’ fun and then at the end of it all down to Pachamama Hostel in town. It’s a great ride, and if you roll with it, prepare for an amazing time.

If your body is still going and your head still wants to party, there are a couple fun bars in town as well, like The Black Whale and Iguana. The Black Whale has pool tables and also does fire shows. One word of warning, as San Juan del Sur is a more touristed place, petty crimes can be more common, but just keep your wits about you as usual and don’t venture onto the beach at night.photo (13)

If you’re looking to get some new artwork needled into your wonderfully tan skin, I highly recommend Guy Mark Tattoo. This amazing artist has been tattooing around the globe for quite a while, with a highly unique and sought after watercolor style. If you dig his style, go in ahead of time to chat as he’s usually pretty booked up, and make sure you get all your surfing done first.

It’s definitely understandable how people get ‘stuck’ in SJDS, beautiful beaches, surf, great food and great times all around.

Have you been to San Juan? What were your experiences of this little beach town?

 

 

 


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Charmed in Granada, you will be too.

I’m not really much of a city person, but Granada just smacks you in the face with it’s charm upon arrival. The cobblestone streets, old colonial buildings, parks and trees, not to mention the huge lake boardwalk lined with bars and more parks make the city beautiful and enticing, and then you throw in some crazy contrasts of the most elegant hotels and the bustling old market. The streets are crowded and stiflingly hot, which makes the breeze down by the lake more than welcome. Because all the buildings are quite colonial and old, many feature adorable courtyards to cool off either on a patio or in a pool.IMG_8052IMG_8092IMG_8069IMG_8120 The hostel I chose was called Oasis, a fitting name for this little gem, which like the hostels in San Jose features an iron gate. The hostels cool tile floor and many hammocks truly make it an oasis, and of course a pool which no matter the size is always great. Walking up to the laundry area upstairs you can have a great view of the city and the nearby cathedral, also a great place to see the moon and feel the breeze above the hustle and bustle of the busy streets below. Oasis also has a kitchen, multiple computers and wife, free breakfast in the morning and free coffee all day! It’s located centrally and quite close to the city market, a grocery store, and a quick walk to Parque Central. IMG_8089IMG_8262 The streets are lined with tons of everything for sale, fruit, speakers, shoes, more shoes, you name it, so definitely a good place to do a little bit of shopping. Head to the city market and browse through the labyrinth of foods and goods for sale. Although my street food go to was fricken delicious and inexpensive (pickled cabbage and yuka wrapped in a banana leaf, 20 cords, approx. 1 dollar)  I noticed many of the locals enjoying big buckets of soup during the daytime. I practiced my Spanish on a woman selling juices and asked where I could get in on this soup deal. Her reply sent me deep into the heart of the city market into what looked like a restaurant, hidden from the market, hidden from the street and pumping the veins of the city with fragrant soup full of herbs and vegetables. For 6o cords I purchased some rice, tortillas and the hugest bag of soup I’ve ever seen. Mission accomplished. With giant chunks of yuka, squash, tarot and onions, this was seriously one of the best street foods, and soups, that I have ever had. I still think about it. There were huge pieces of some kind of herb in there too which almost acted like a spinach and just made it explode with flavour and the kind of nutrients you can only get from the greenest of herbs and careful combination of spices. So anyway, enough about soup, but seriously go get that.IMG_8271IMG_8066IMG_8068IMG_8097 I spent quite a while in Granada due to my Spanish studies, which were conveniently located next door to the hostel. Ave Nica Aguitawas where I plunked down for 4 hours a day, for 5 days and finally delved into the language. My teacher was a young university student who was extremely helpful and patient, and by the end of the week I was remarkably more fluent than before. She didn’t speak English so that helped me as well, because I was forced to use only Spanish then, but it definitely helped to have a slight grasp of the language beforehand and also know some French. The course was also really well priced so all in all a great experience. On the last day another one of the groups there had a little part that they invited me to, complete with the Central American charm of guacamole and refried beans with tortillas and music so loud your ears try to suck themselves into your head. Good times for sure. IMG_8116Granada is also a good place to stay if you want to explore the area but still have a home base. Nearby are the volcanoes Mombacho and Masaya, which are both pretty close and easy to set up a tour for. For Mombacho, about a 20 minute bus ride, you can easily get there yourself and go without a tour, but it comes out to be around the same price anyway, which is around 34 dollars. Not cheap, but amazing, do it on a day that’s clear so you have a killer view. A MUST if you’re in Granada or nearby is to go check out Laguna de Apoyo. Holy shit this place is beautiful. A crisp and clean crater lake surrounded by mountains and with pure water so old that some of the organisms in it have actually only been found in this one place. Such a spectacular place to spend some time. I stayed at Paradiso Hostel, a sister hostel of Oasis. They have good priced rooms and dorms, kayaks for rent, a restaurant and bar, ping pong, petanque court (like bocce ball), and you can even study some Spanish here if you feel up to it! Not to mention the luxurious looking grounds of the resort itself and the friendliest staff. This place is seriously a slice of heaven on Earth.IMG_8082 IMG_8282IMG_8297Good thing I accidentally stole the room key so I have more reasons to go back. Hang out on the beach, dip into the lake and swim out to the dock, or pop in a kayak and do your own kayak pub crawl around the edge of the crater, you will love any time spent here. Paradiso and Oasis set up shuttles between them, 10 dollar roundtrip day trip from Oasis or free shuttle if you choose to stay overnight! (which you should:))IMG_8080 In the city of Granada itself, explore the streets and take in the culture of the city, climb to the top of the Cathedral’s bell tower and take a walk down by the lake. Although coined “gringo street”, Calle Calzada, where tourists flock for dinners, drinks and shopping, is a neat stroll down a wide stoney street that reminded me of Government Street in downtown Victoria BC. It is packed with good restaurants and bars, all come with a price tag but worth it for at least one night. I recommend ‘Nectar’ for some creative and delicious dishes, patio ambience and people watching. Afterwards if you feel so inclined, head on over to Kelly’s bar to dance the night away, more of a local place and really good music. If you’re  ‘on one’ catch a cab down near the lake to ‘Weekend’ for some bumpin’ music on a better-than-most-here sound system, happy people and cool lakeside location.IMG_8122IMG_8132 IMG_8135IMG_8127IMG_8107So when you’re exhausted from hiking and swimming and eating amazing food just remember to take time for yourself. There are plenty of boutique and less expensive spas and massage parlours in Granada, and many have flyers at hostels and hotels. I hit the Coco Berry Spa one blissful day and indulged in a full facial, massage and pedicure session. Holy heaven. The best massage I’ve had (outside of Thailand) complete with all natural oils and products that you will be honored to put on your face and perhaps want to eat. The price was not rock bottom but more than reasonable for the services, and much much cheaper than in Canada so who’s complaining. That day goes down in the books.IMG_8267 I can honestly say this is one of the only places not near the ocean I really would go back to and stay a while. Granada, thank you for being so damn awesome, hasta luego!

Have you been to Granada? What did you do here? Do you have a favorite city that you were surprised to love?


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Two nights in San Jose

After saying goodbye to hostel life and amazing homies I found myself leaving Uvita, vomiting the previous night’s party into a bag and darting glances from the old man across the isle. My next stop was Nicaragua, where I planned to finally do some Spanish courses and stop embarrassing myself with my artful butchering of the wonderful language. I spent two cool days in San Jose, one at a hostel that seemed like someone’s house, full of university students, and one at one of the most popular hostels in San Jose, Hostel Pangea. The first was quite cozy and intimate, with nice people, but out of town and very quite. I preferred the latter. They have a rooftop bar and a pool, enough said.photo (1) Once the security guard pokes his eyes through the peephole and you enter the iron gates, trancey beats and trippy wall art welcome you into the backpacker-esque atmosphere of Pangea. The sky was gray and slightly spitting when I arrived, laying a sleepy layer over the hostel and the city. As I had discovered the night before, San Jose was cold. Cold of course compared to the sweltering jungle heat of Uvita, not cold enough to keep me out of the pool though. A friendly lad by the pool offered to share his sushi, but being in a new city I was too excited to take a solo walk to the grocery store. There is just something about strolling the isles of foreign grocery stores that is like being in an art gallery, shelves full of colors and new-ness. Perhaps it was the gray sky, the iron bars everywhere or bustling pace of the city people, or a combination, but the vibe I was feeing made me walk swiftly. I practiced my poor Spanish on the cashier as I paid for my gallo pinto and fruit. My next plan of action was purchasing a ticket to Granada, Nicaragua, where I planned to get schooled in Espanol. The friendly Tico fellow at the front desk finished work and we walked to the ticket office through the busy streets of San Jose. New shops, new faces, all different yet all sharing the bond of existing in the world together. San Jose is actually one of the only places I feel was similar to how I expected it. He told me about his university and thoughts and home outside the city and I felt my heart filled again with an ever-living pool of wonder and gratitude. As the clouds forecasted, the rain began, and we waited under the shelter of the ticket office for it to calm down, watching people come and go in the rain, my friend waved to a guy on rollerskates busting through a deep puddle. Bus ticket purchased, I returned to the Pangea ready to relax, wandered to the scenic rooftop bar and made some friends.  Other than the unenthused bartender who I found particularly entertaining, the rootop bar was a fun atmosphere with a great view and served really good food! This turned into a long evening of enthusiastic chatter and stories and plans, excitement of memories and what adventures have yet to come. Later on a friend from Uvita showed up, as those things happen so often while travelling. Some other features of the hostel include computers available for use, a movie room and luggage storage in the day, a great place to stay if you go through San Jose for a night or two.

The next morning, cruising through silent San Jose streets I got to see the city as a skeleton, when it’s heart beat is slow and rythm still sleeping, the surrounding mountains watching cooly. My cab driver asked me where I was going and advised me to watch my belongings carefully, and I was comforted by his concern and friendliness. Long bus ride to Granada. here I come. Like most, I’m not a huge fan of crossing borders as it is, and this time in particular, realizing I had overtayed my visa in Costa by a month and not having proof of leaving Nicaragua, it was quite difficult to keep my mind from conujuring up numerous unpleasant situations in the purgatory of the bus. My heart raced as I approached the immigration desk with an auto-smile, hoping that I, would buffer whatever was coming. Next thing I knew I was back on the bus, a successful border crossing and in fact one of the easiest. Two obvious lessons here, don’t worry too much, but please first make sure you know when your shit expires, ya rookie. Next stop, Granada!

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Sunrise Mindstuff

We are all children of the universe. Students of life, we are all children together. Be humbled in this. Feel it in the yellow flowers and in the purple. In each green leaf, each our brothers and sisters as the people we hold so dearly. We can see the cycle. The once green leaf now brown and laying with the others, having been through it’s natural cycle and still moving, changing. We are like the coconut and the coconut husk laying with the leaves. The husk is a body, the life energy is all around. It is everywhere, in everything. It has just transformed. This, like the sunset, reminds us of our impermanence. As we continue walking toward the sun we never actually reach it, the world and everything within and without it keeps spinning. When you, as a star, as a part of a whole and a whole in yourself, find yourself in aligment in the universe you will feel it. You will know. Do not resist it. There is only one force we can really control, from our hearts and souls and this is love. This is how the soul can transform the life-force. Do not let your light be ‘overtaken’, remembering that darkness cannot overcome light. In this realization, we are free. We are given the chance as conscious beings to live as we please, to be here for a blink of an eye, an explosion of stars, with the purpose to love and grow and share and eventually return home. We are a beautiful blip in the realm of ‘time’ and space, and love is our purpose, life is our purpose.IMG_6801

 

Namaste!