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
I’ve been saving this story until I got back in the states. I wanted to post it right away, but then several people advised me not to post it or at least wait. I settled for waiting. Enjoy! Continue reading
I wasn’t sure whether to name this blog post #Acatenango or #hardestthingiveeverdoneinmylife… Because hiking that volcano was definitely the hardest thing I’ve ever done in my life. Ever. Continue reading
This is officially my longest trip abroad. Woot woot! Here’s an overall update/how things have changed from my one month mark.
What is Mazatenango? I wasn’t sure until I arrived via chicken bus about 2 weeks ago. When I told locals in Antigua that I was going to live in Mazate, they laughed. “HACE CALOR!” I was warned numerous times how hot it is and there are no other gringos. Perfect. Right when it starts to get cold in Chicago, I can bake in the heat. My first winter out of the Midwest!!! Antigua was perfect, but the town is made up of tourists and expats. I needed to get out before I decided to never leave. Continue reading
That’s right. I got my Zumba teaching certification in Guatemala. Proof that anything is possible. Continue reading
This past week has been crazy with getting Zumba certified, getting sick, and moving out of Annette’s house, so I have not had the chance to work on my blog much. Here’s a short journal entry about that one time I got locked out of Annette’s house. Enjoy.