Destination: Costa Rica

There are trips you plan carefully and trips that quietly rearrange something in you. Our ten days in Costa Rica turned out to be both.

We flew into San José and hopped on a small regional prop plane, the kind where you can see the pilots' hands on the controls and feel every pocket of air beneath the wings. Forty-some minutes later, we touched down in Tamarindo, traded our shoes for sandals, and did not look back. Well, once we got our shoes. As it turns out, our luggage spent another night in San Jose and joined us the morning (be sure to ask for the full story next time I see you!).

Tamarindo: The Beach

Tamarindo is the kind of beach town that earns its reputation. We spent our days on the water, including a sunset sailboat ride on La Marsalada that I will not stop talking about for a very long time. We caught parrots in the palms, watched the sky turn every shade of orange, and ate way too well. The pace was slow in the best possible way.

Monteverde: The Cloud Forest

Then we boarded a bus and wound our way up into Monteverde. If Tamarindo is warmth and salt air, Monteverde is something else entirely. Cool, green, impossibly lush. Orchids with thirty thousand cousins. Treehouses half-swallowed by jungle. A bright blue bird that posed just long enough for me to get the shot. We sipped locally grown coffee, walked through the cloud forest, and felt very small in the best way.

Highlights of our days included sleeping in a treehouse (and watching nature literally pass us by!), visiting the largest Orchid house in the world, and a nighttime stroll through the jungle. Even managed to catch a small glimpse of a sleeping sloth! El perezoso lived up to his name and couldn’t be bothered to show his face, though.

La Fortuna: The volcano

Getting to La Fortuna was half the adventure. A bus, then a boat across Lake Arenal, Costa Rica's largest lake. The views crossing that water were surreal. We arrived to hot springs, jungle bridges, and on one very lucky afternoon, a completely cloud-free view of Arenal Volcano. Apparently, that only happens about once a month. We stood there in awe while it lasted.

Our last few days brought heavy rain, the kind that turns everything impossibly green and gives you full permission to stay in the hot springs for hours. We took it.

Costa Rica handed us monkeys, macaws, a volcano, a lake crossing, and more chlorophyll than I knew existed. My husband and I came home full in every sense of the word. Pura vida is not just a saying down there. It really does feel like a way of life.

Scroll down for the full gallery. This place deserves every photo.

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