Costa Rica Rewind Part 3

New Year's Eve Sunrise (12-31-07)

While sitting out on our quaint balcony, sipping my new favorite coffee, the following was written...

"Sunrise, sunrise, looks like morning in your eyes"
~Norah Jones

Hey God, I like what you've done with the place, quite impressive actually. A bright glow eagerly creeps over the mountain to the left of our balcony. It is not a gentle glow, asking if I am ready to arise for the new day, but rather a beacon of light, demanding I recognize the presence of new opportunities that the bright glow is offering.

Eyes that were groggy are now somehow enveloping the new scenery with warmth and glee. Yoga awaits...more new awakening ensues...

Costa Rica Rewind Part 2

We have arrived at Pura Vida Wellness Retreat and Spa

Rememeber...
...saying "Hablo Espanol un poquito" (I speak a little Spanish) and the Pura Vida director/guide at the airport took this to mean we were fluent, so off to the Spanish races we went. We resolved to just say "no" next time.
...the stick shift, bumpy drive through tiny streets where everyone had the "right of way"
...our new friend, Kim (below), we met on the ride to Pura Vida, who does "hard core yoga" (a bit of a contradiction in terms, que no?)













...our new BFF, Jorge, who graciously gave us a room with a ridiculous view and a nice rub on the back. Oh, and remember our Dirty Dancing moment when we stumbled upon his, the staff's, living quarters (hee hee)










...our wonderful first meal (of many we had this week) in the tranquil dining area, and an interesting Body Talk workshop/demonstration with Katia, one of the therapists.
...but mostly, I just want to remember to be thankful.

Pura Vida!







P.S. When I wrote this journal entry, I weaved my writing around our "Bienvenidos/Welcome" name tag sticker we received at the airport. I tried to honor and represent that in this post, so that's the reason for the interesting text and image organization.

Costa Rica Rewind

Since C.R. is not the most developed place on the planet, I did journal throughout my amazing trip. I will attempt to give a rewind and recap of each of those entries throughout the next week.
12-30-07 On plane to Costa Rica
I think we are flying over the Caribbean Ocean or maybe it's the Gulf of Mexico. Either way, all I see is blue, sprinkled with faint puffs of white cloud. Either way, it's an amazing view. Jack Johnson is buzzing through my popping ear drums. I am ready to hear the best words, "Folks, we are beginning our descent." Then, I can really get excited and really almost pee my pants in anticipation.

There's a guy sitting in front of me that has the nicest set of jet black curls I've seen in a while. It's short enough to avoid a fro, but long enough to get a slight twirl around one's finger. Think he would min if I took a quick stroke through it? Probably not appropriate in this setting, but a funny thought.

I've been thinking a lot about what is/is not appropriate in life. Particularly in anticipation of thi trip See this is the kind of trip where you want to throw caution to the wind and let appropriate see its way out. This is a place, I anticipate, where I need not worry--worry about what I will do or wear or think for the next 6 days. We'll see how that works out. I'm sure mi amiga will approve and support any "inappropriateness" I may conduct. Ciao for now...I'll get back to writing once in C.R.