Perhaps I should explain myself.
Years ago, I was sitting at the rough cement table in our little garden with some friends. One was my former roommate here in this house, who had since headed back to the States and was now visiting Costa Rica once more. She posed an interesting question over our beers: what is it, exactly, that makes life in Costa Rica so much more relaxed than life back home? “When I lived here, I wasn’t lying on the beach all day,” she pointed out. “I had a demanding job and worked long hours, just as I do in the States. My relative income was fairly similar, as were my social and family obligations. This city is noisier and more crowded that my city back home. What is it, then? What is it about Costa Rica that makes life calmer?” Continue reading