Sore from surfing the day before in Playa Maderas, San Juan del Sur, and stiff from almost 12 hours of sitting, we arrived in Montezuma-affectionatly referred to by many as 'Montefuma'. Our days were spent drinking entirely too much strong coffee, climbing waterfalls, jumping off waterfalls, learning slang from the locals and planning our homemade halloween costumes. Lucky for us, Costa Ricas love halloween so we had no trouble finding friends to celebrate with. Best costume award goes to the Cannibal couple.
Late that night the rains came...and didn't stop for 7 days. You can't imagine what a full week without seeing the sun can do to a person. The government declared a state of emergency after a mudslide wiped out an entire village near San Jose. Our hearts go out to the many friends and families who lost their lives. Thankfully we were able to make it down to Playa Hermosa before every road in the country closed and were greeted by a familiar Charleston face whose smile was our sunshine during those long stormy days. With our new Cabinas Las Arenas family, we made the best of the wet times with lots of reading, yoga, guitar sessions, beers, coconuts and again, excessive amounts of coffee. Ah yes, then the water got shut off for three days, and our smells brought us even closer. Que lindo.
Next, south to Dominical with Matt, cousin Joey, and our new Aussie friend Charlie, where we finally enjoyed our first Pacific sunset. The colors were absolutely stunning- the sky must have changed a hundred different shades of blue, purple, pink, orange, yellow and red before night fell, sillouetting the last of the surfers in the water. The next morning feeling energized and confident after our surf experience in San Juan, we set out early with our freshly rented boards. After a few tips from the guys at the surf shop we were ready for battle...so we thought. Within twenty minutes were getting crushed...waves just absolutely pummeling us. Katie swears she saw me stand up on this beast of water and do some cool trick, but I assure you that what she actually saw was me dropping down the face of that wave staring straight into the doom that awaited me. Perhaps my feet did touch the board at some point but that was only the result of the many flips I was doing as my body was tossed mercilessly by the giant. What a crazy experience it is to be held under the water by such force. You are completely helpless, the only thing to be done is to talk yourself through it- 'stay calm, don't fight, you will come up, you will come up...eventually'. After we repeated this scenario several times each, we reconviened on the beach feeling tired and defeated.
A friend of ours from Hermosa came out of the water, 'What were you thinking?? You are crazy- way too big for you, way too big'. We were then guided down the beach to play in the white water breaks. Yes yes, this is much more fun. Slowly but surely we are learning our place in the water. Very humbling force this Pacific ocean...
|bull riding, Boquette|
|monkey..not so cute when attacked|
Arrived to Panama City this afternoon, then setting sail to Columbia on Friday where we will be celebrating Steph's 25th birthday sipping rum in the San Blas islands...ah the life!
Seven weeks in and we're just getting our feet wet. I feel this has all just been preparation for the next leg of the journey. There are so many emotional cycles that one experiences on a trip like this... so much time for introspection and self discovery. You are constantly confronting who you are-both positive and negative- and what you stand for...What is your purpose? What motivates you? What scares you? What makes you happy? The most important lesson we can learn on this journey is how to open our hearts, fully and completely, without inhibition or fear, first to ourselves, then to the people and places that surround us. Each day we get a little closer to this goal... with each new encounter we become more aware of the energy that vibrates around us. We are so grateful for the many beautiful people and places, these are days we will never forget... and the best is yet to come...
happy sails, j