Last week a group of friends from Los Angeles, California came to visit Costa Rica for a Nosara Vacation. Had I not messaged one of them, the only one I remotely knew, a week before their trip, I would not have taken a vacation in my own backyard. I would not have come to know and bond with this group of extraordinary men. But, because I wrote one of them, Justin, an actor and film maker, thanking him for work that he had done, while also mentioning that I lived in Costa Rica, I received a reply to my message informing me that he and his buddies would be vacationing in this country the following week. Continue reading “A Nosara Vacation”

I was eighteen, young and unaware of what the working world would look like, but I was supposed to know exactly what I wanted to do for the rest of my life. Strangely enough, I kind of did know what I wanted to do. Since I was a kid I enjoyed painting. And up until that point I was fortunate enough to travel and spend several inspiring years in Israel where I attended the American International School. Continue reading “Choosing Art – Doing What Society Says Not To Do”

The piercing eyes of the animal above speak to us. These eyes share with us the reality that there is more to this creature than a list of interesting facts about what it likes to eat and where it likes to sleep. These eyes reveal intellect, emotion, thoughts and feelings. This is a jaguarundi, one of the wild cats whose home is at Las Pumas Rescue Center, a Costa Rican Wildlife Refuge.

I’m not from California. And even though I grew up in Florida as a kid, I was hours away from a surfing beach, and what 13 year old has the freedom to drive a few hours away to go surfing? I was living in the outskirts of Tampa and Endless Summer 2 had just come out – a surfing movie that, like the first Endless Summer, documents the travels of two surfers that explore the world looking for the best surf spots.
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