Archive for Category: "costa rica"
Boruca, Costa Rica lies really, really far away from everything. The nearest town is Buenos Aires, one of those nondescript places that really only matters in relation to other places, and Boruca itself is an hour and a half bus ride from there.
“YES!” I responded immediately when a friend called in early February to see if I wanted to go on vacation during President’s Week. I told him I had no time to plan, but if he was up to working out the details, I was in. A few days later, he asked if I would be okay going to Costa Rica for a week followed by Guatemala for four days.
n the old days, before the Spanish came to Costa Rica, before there were brownies and hot fudge sundaes and chocolate crème pies, cacao was so sacred that only women were allowed to grow it. Chocolate was religion.
For women living abroad, the search for a chill-spot can be endless, and endlessly frustrating. The most obvious choices are bars and clubs, but let’s be honest: the kinds of people you meet there aren’t usually the type you want to hang out with in the light of day
Being from Midwestern suburbia, I consider myself to have been raised in a sheltered way with little regard for homemade anything. Store bought casserole dinners and mac and cheese from a box were mainstays in our home. Evenings spent in front of the television were more common than not.