The shaman opened a glass jar of red liquid, stood in front of 11 of us and said calmly “first cup.” It all hit me. It’s happening. I’m about to drink aya-fricking-huasca in the jungle of Costa Rica. I was calm, ready and felt fine up until I saw the little Israeli shaman with a shot glass in one hand and a large jar in the other looking directly at me. He nodded his head with a warm smile, a sign to come forward and drink the medicine. We were gathered in an open adobe temple with a fire pit in the middle. There were shrines of different spiritual leaders, crystals, and incense burning. We were all given a thin mattress with a top sheet and a pillow. There were about 4 puke buckets placed evenly between the group. Candles lit up the open space all around us as we aligned in a circle formation around the fire. People of all ages, ethnicities (mostly gringos), and walks of life gathered to receive answers from the spirit grandmother of Ayahuasca. Continue reading
August 8th, 2018 – We are about to head to an ayahuasca retreat today in the jungle of Costa Rica. What the eff is Ayahausca and why are you doing such a crazy thing? Where? How? What?! I’ll explain everything below.
*Part one includes pre-retreat info* (stay tuned for part dos) Continue reading
I don’t know if I’d get the WORST traveler award, but I’d come in a close second or third. I forgot my running shoes and only sun dress at our last Airbnb in Panama. I forget things all the time. I get lost. I rarely plan anything. Recently another “travel fail” happened that is too good not to share. (lol)
We are traveling from Panama to Costa Rica by land. I have crossed multiple borders by land. I have plenty of experience. I should be expert level at border crossing, but I’m not. We get to the border and I see a large sign that says “must have proof of departure.” I freeze. Most countries require proof that you will leave their country. You know what I forget EVERY SINGLE TIME I go to enter into a new country? Proof of departure. I think I’ve remembered maybe once out of the last 10 times. Luckily some countries are just happy you are visiting. Others (like Costa Rica) do not budge. Continue reading
When I saw reviews done by popular travel bloggers, I wasn’t sure if they were being completely honest. San Blas Adventures trip seemed TOO good to be true. How much were they paid to say all these AMAZING things?
Then Darien and I decided last minute to sign up and ya’ll, it was absolute PARADISE.
P-A-R-A-D-I-S-E. Continue reading
Truth is I’ve been attempting to learn Spanish for the last 4 years. It’s been rough. I blame it on the “I’m not good at learning a language” gene. For me, Math is easy. Spanish is not.
Once I set foot into Latin America I realized, oh shit, I need to learn Spanish. It is, in my opinion, the most useful language to learn.
This blog includes SIX ways for budget travelers to learn Spanish for FREE outside of the classroom!
Today I finally felt some sort of revenge on the men of Santa Marta. Recently I wrote a letter to all the men in Santa Marta to stop harassing me. Apparently one man didn’t get the memo because today it happened again. Fortunately this time around I got the revenge I always dreamed about. Continue reading
I get asked this question all the time: how do you afford to travel? Or how much do you have to save? It’s a good question. It might seem like you need thousands and thousands of dollars or be handed an amazing digital nomad job. Good news: you don’t. Every traveler I’ve met has a different method; some traveling with almost no money and working along the way, some have online jobs and some saved money before traveling (like me). I’d never claim that my way of saving money and traveling is THE smartest way or the only way. I’m hoping this blog helps show it’s not a far fetched dream to travel long-term and that it can be possible with a little hard work and sacrifice. Continue reading
Dear Men of Santa Marta,
I’ve never felt more uncomfortable in a city. Unable to walk down the street without being kissed at, yelled at, and verbally harassed. I tried to ignore it and blame it on your culture. Then tonight happened. Continue reading
This isn’t a comprehensive guide to Tayrona National Park, it’s the personal journey entries I took while camping. Forced to be with nature, away from wifi, lost in the jungle with only a book and a journal. The following are entries from the three days we hiked in Tayrona. Words spilled out of me, I thought I’d share. Enjoy!
Hey my name is Courtney and I’m queeeeeer! It’s something I don’t talk to everyone about, but it’s Pride Month! *rainbows* What a perfect time to share with the world a little about my queer story and queerness in Latin America.