What would have been two months Costa Rica without ever having been to the ocean? I agree. Continue reading “Cerveza in the Caribbean – Puerto Viejo – Costa Rica. PS: Don’t be envious.”
…five days of Fiesta lie ahead of us. Beauty queens will be chosen and bingo will be played, there is dancing and singing – and, of course, the highlight: the big race on Costa Rica’s highest mountain: La Carrera Chirripó Continue reading “30 years Carrera Chirripó. Some do sports, some do party…”
Only two weeks am I here? It feels like I have never been away. Nothing has changed. Nothing except the weather. The sun shines constantly and every day. Hardly any rain. Since the streets, uh pardon, because the only road is not paved here, it is now pretty dusty when a car drives by. And there are many Continue reading “Costa Rica. Coffee. Sun. Jungle. Relax. Live.”
The journey takes just under twenty-four hours – from Palo Alto (California) to San Gerardo de Rivas (Costa Rica). But everything runs smoothly. Almost everything. When I fly alone I always wish for a fine neighbor. A seatmate who is slim, smells like nothing (and if he smells, then please well), who is quiet and the most important thing: who is perfect to hold each others hands in case of a crash. Continue reading “Water is stronger than stone – then I can overcome my inner couch potato”
While you were wraping and unwraping (ideally not the same ones) Christmas presents I’ve packed moving boxes with our belongings. We have a new apartment! The lease of our old one in Sunnyvale expired and we had been looking for alternatives. We wanted to move a bit closer to Stanford – the Continue reading “A new apartment. A new flight ticket. And eventually everything makes sense.”
Goes very well with patties and mashed potatoes.