Full confession
I'm just kidding. This isn't a full confession. I just made that the title, trying to trick more people into reading this. What would I confess too? What would be worth your time to read? I don't even want to know. No one gets a full confession, sorry.
Now about this living in Costa Rica thing. The day before yesterday we went to watch the sunset up on a hill. Or mountain? It was amazing. Ron found a fruit on a tree, and we were trying to decide what it was. Turns out it was the greenest green because it was the most perfect lime ever. We went back to get more. A wild lime tree, just waiting to give us it's fruit. Pura vida, baby. Then it was time for me to do a 'border run'. You can only stay in Costa Rica for 3 months. So instead of flying back to the States, we drove to Nicaragua. A lot of people do it. We went with a friend who has done it many times, and is fluent in Spanish. I have no clue, it blows my mind how anyone could do this by themselves, without the language advantage.
4 of us went, and it was a grand adventure. Everything is so... foreign here! So different. I feel like a fish out of water, and I was so grateful for my new friend. The whole drive, hang out, and all took 12 hours before we were back in the driveway. I would never ever do it without Ron and our friend. It was kind of overwhelming even with them for my security blanket. Customs is a big deal. There are a lot of people trying to take your money from you too. If you don't know the process they try to make you pay for parking, and pieces of paper you can get for free, and all kinds of things. It was nuts. The bathrooms had small line, and no toilet paper, and no soap. Good thing I came prepared. Oh, and there were 2 men lingering in the entry way. Yeesh.
Then we went to a restaurant for lunch, and it was hot. No air conditioning, lots of open windows and half walls. A big rusty old fan over our table, but it wasn't working. Patches of the cement floor were missing. Cobwebs on the ceiling. Around the corner was a sink for customers to use. In the middle of the dining room. No towels to dry your hands... Just so different.
And then I noticed the whole focus of What do People Eat. One of my friends is the raw foodist that I wish I could be. She has super powers! She sat with us, and did some needle point while we ate. I was inspired. But that's the thing with eating healthy. It feels like the whole world is conspired against you. I'm trying to eat better. I'm trying to get as close as I can to being a raw foodist. Where I can, when I can. As realistic as possible. It's fantastic to have a friend who can support you in it. I felt like a toad that I wanted to eat lunch, and she wasn't going to. She was a very inspirational example to me!
Food is life! I tried to fast on Sunday, but I got so miserable, I couldn't do it. I wanted to fast for 2 meals. I did a liquid fast for breakfast, but I didn't want to get dehydrated. Dehydration is awful, and so avoidable. What would life be like if I just stopped eating. I had been thinking about it, and then saw a glimpse of it with my friend. She has boundless energy! I'm kind of jealous. Life is a bit easier for me now, I know what I'm having for breakfast. I don't skip it and then get hangry later and eat too much.
Now about this living in Costa Rica thing. The day before yesterday we went to watch the sunset up on a hill. Or mountain? It was amazing. Ron found a fruit on a tree, and we were trying to decide what it was. Turns out it was the greenest green because it was the most perfect lime ever. We went back to get more. A wild lime tree, just waiting to give us it's fruit. Pura vida, baby. Then it was time for me to do a 'border run'. You can only stay in Costa Rica for 3 months. So instead of flying back to the States, we drove to Nicaragua. A lot of people do it. We went with a friend who has done it many times, and is fluent in Spanish. I have no clue, it blows my mind how anyone could do this by themselves, without the language advantage.
4 of us went, and it was a grand adventure. Everything is so... foreign here! So different. I feel like a fish out of water, and I was so grateful for my new friend. The whole drive, hang out, and all took 12 hours before we were back in the driveway. I would never ever do it without Ron and our friend. It was kind of overwhelming even with them for my security blanket. Customs is a big deal. There are a lot of people trying to take your money from you too. If you don't know the process they try to make you pay for parking, and pieces of paper you can get for free, and all kinds of things. It was nuts. The bathrooms had small line, and no toilet paper, and no soap. Good thing I came prepared. Oh, and there were 2 men lingering in the entry way. Yeesh.
Then we went to a restaurant for lunch, and it was hot. No air conditioning, lots of open windows and half walls. A big rusty old fan over our table, but it wasn't working. Patches of the cement floor were missing. Cobwebs on the ceiling. Around the corner was a sink for customers to use. In the middle of the dining room. No towels to dry your hands... Just so different.
And then I noticed the whole focus of What do People Eat. One of my friends is the raw foodist that I wish I could be. She has super powers! She sat with us, and did some needle point while we ate. I was inspired. But that's the thing with eating healthy. It feels like the whole world is conspired against you. I'm trying to eat better. I'm trying to get as close as I can to being a raw foodist. Where I can, when I can. As realistic as possible. It's fantastic to have a friend who can support you in it. I felt like a toad that I wanted to eat lunch, and she wasn't going to. She was a very inspirational example to me!
Food is life! I tried to fast on Sunday, but I got so miserable, I couldn't do it. I wanted to fast for 2 meals. I did a liquid fast for breakfast, but I didn't want to get dehydrated. Dehydration is awful, and so avoidable. What would life be like if I just stopped eating. I had been thinking about it, and then saw a glimpse of it with my friend. She has boundless energy! I'm kind of jealous. Life is a bit easier for me now, I know what I'm having for breakfast. I don't skip it and then get hangry later and eat too much.
How much of our daily lives is consumed by eating? We have to buy food, (someone had to grow it). We have to store food. Wash food. Prepare food. Chop food. Cook food. Buy things to cook the food and eat the food - forks, knives, blenders, etc.. So much time, so much energy, so much thought. So much sugar. So much salt. So much soda. So many options for chips. The variety in my local Walmart in Cedar City, UT was insane. Wasabi flavored, with ruffles, Cheetos. Options for trashing my body! The United States is dedicated to ruining my health. So many options for eating badly. And the bad options are here too, just not the variety of toxins. If I didn't have to eat, I could use my kitchen as a dance/craft room. I would have even more time and energy to study new things. I could free up how many hours every day?? I wouldn't need a stove, a frying pan, a microwave, and the list goes on.
I may not stay in Costa Rica forever, but I have learned a life long lesson on eating better. It can be done. It must be done. And the psychology of it is fascinating. Why aren't we all in perfect health? Because of what we eat. Why don't we all make excellent food choices, all the time? That is my question of the year.
Pictures! This is the next beach over.
Why can't I put these pictures in order? This is my short view of Nicaragua. Their border was very strange.
This is a picture of a rainbow, on the way back from the Nicaragua border. It was one of the widest rainbows I've ever seen.
This is the sunset from Sunday night. There is ocean in the distance, between the land and the peach sunset sky.
This is Ron, looking at the setting sun. Looking at the above view. From high on a mountain top.
One more beach shot, because I can never get enough of them. It's not just a view, it's a perspective. The world looks different when this is literally my point of view. This place truly gives me a new outlook. This weekend was busy. It made me so grateful for everything that I have. From running water to food I can put in my fridge, to the bed I get to sleep on at night. My real confession is that I'm a spoiled brat, and I complain too much about too little. What I saw this weekend changed me.
Pictures! This is the next beach over.
Why can't I put these pictures in order? This is my short view of Nicaragua. Their border was very strange.
This is a picture of a rainbow, on the way back from the Nicaragua border. It was one of the widest rainbows I've ever seen.
This is the sunset from Sunday night. There is ocean in the distance, between the land and the peach sunset sky.
This is Ron, looking at the setting sun. Looking at the above view. From high on a mountain top.
One more beach shot, because I can never get enough of them. It's not just a view, it's a perspective. The world looks different when this is literally my point of view. This place truly gives me a new outlook. This weekend was busy. It made me so grateful for everything that I have. From running water to food I can put in my fridge, to the bed I get to sleep on at night. My real confession is that I'm a spoiled brat, and I complain too much about too little. What I saw this weekend changed me.
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