Four days ago, I arrived at the Blue Osa on the Osa peninsula. The Osa is about as far south as Puerto Viejo, but on the Pacific side of the
While packing for Costa Rica, I remember sitting on my floor picking through my sister’s stash of assorted condoms she brought home from some kind of STD awareness fair at
I love hearing herb nerds talk plants: they talk about them like old friends with whom they’ve had the most fantastic adventures. The plants are animated and temperamental. In
A lot of people back home are wondering what exactly it is I’m doing here right now. Officially, I’m helping Rachel Thomas–an incredibly knowledgeable, experienced herbalist and spiritual healer here
I, along with the rest of my fearless Chicago brethren, have just braved the Worst Midwest Winter Ever. Nearly six months full of root veggies, warm soups, lots of beer
These past two days have been a battle. I arrived in Puerto Viejo at the beginning of the week, wide-eyed and ready to get to work, so excited to be
On trips, I’m a notorious over-packer. I love to over-prepare and dream up all sorts of situations I could find myself in: What if I’m invited to a fancy beachside
In case you missed how deeply I fell in love with Costa Rica the first time around, let me just iterate: I did. Hard. So much so that I’m returning
I had a friend recently tell me about a tearful, man-related moment she had in a yoga studio, when a teacher came up to her and said “Aparigraha, my dear.
For a long time, I didn’t eat butter. Most of my life, now that I think of it. I was lucky enough to grow up in the 90’s, where the
