A word about my Costa Rica experience.
I have been here for one week and it feels like at least double the time. This place is intense. Nature is overwhelming, people are rough, everything feels hyper real.
I see untamed beauty all around me. I am intimidated by the sea, by the wild jungle and its creatures, by the way some people look at me, by the heavy rain and loud crashing of the waves at night.
I keep a safe distance, metaphorically and literally. It is not safe to walk alone at night, not safe to leave your bag on the beach and go swimming, not safe to have your head in the clouds or act stupid.
At the same time, sloths and monkeys are adorable, the flowers and butterflies super colourful, mulatto kids splashing in the water are the sweetest, the fresh banana cake from the bakery – exquisite, the old man selling coconuts – disarming, the fish and salad and everything tastes delicious, the reggae music – peaceful, the smell of marijuana in the air – relaxing.
I cannot help but feeling grateful for being Costa Rica’s guest. For having had the opportunity to see this wonderful land and live one of the most unique experiences of my life.
I am, however, humble enough to know that I will never fit in. I might pretend for a while, like some of the expats here do, but I will never have the raw grace and posture of the locals. It is like the nature shaped them with the same features – strong presence, wild and fierce beauty.
This is my personal opinion of Puerto Viejo and surroundings (I heard the Pacific side is a lot more “Americanised”) and what I would presume quite different from the general opinion or maybe not…?
I DO recommend everyone to come here for a while. You will instantly reconnect with nature, diminish your ego, find a healthy level of modesty and see some of the most beautiful landscapes and fauna in the world. ALL worth it.