I’ve been traveling to Costa Rica on a regular basis since 1991 when my mom bought a little vacation home in Nosara. The kids were little and we enjoyed our annual trip to the jungle-beach town on the Pacific side of the Nicoya peninsula. The rule of thumb was to get the … Continue reading
Yep, we took it on the road! The Jocelyn Farquhar Art Show in Atenas was so successful, we decided others should have the opportunity to enjoy this unique artist’s work. https://caroleconnolly.wordpress.com/2015/01/12/do-not-tell-me-it-cant-be-done/ We were fortunate to hold the show at El Sueño de Mariana in Nosara, Guanacaste, Costa Rica https://www.google.com/search?rls=aso&client=gmail&q=VRBO199490 … Continue reading
I live in Atenas, Costa Rica, chosen for the convenient location close to the airport, shopping and services. From my door, I can be in PriceSmart (similar to Costco) in twenty minutes. My family lives in Nosara on the Nicoya Peninsula, overlooking a beautiful beach, Playa Guiones on the Pacific coast. They can be at … Continue reading
While visiting my family in Nosara, my folks invited me along on an outing that had been planned by a group of expat friends. It was to be a gourmet lunch in Playa Negra, a sleepy beach town on the Guanacaste Peninsula. Ha! I had been to Playa Negra; it was a couple of hours … Continue reading
The joy is in the giving. The true giver beams as she bestows her gift upon the receiver. I witnessed this the other day. My friend, Lynn, bought me a present; a new sundress for our “girls’ ” trip to Nosara. She bought one for every girl in the group, including my mother. I … Continue reading
“She’s so bossy!” I said to my new friend, Rose, referring to my old friend, Lynn. Rose answered: “Yeah, right! Who in this group isn’t bossy?!” We had been planning this “girls’” outing for weeks, coordinating the trip with the arrival of Sue and Rose, friends of Isa’s from Colorado where she had lived before moving to Atenas, … Continue reading
“We wish you a Merry Christmas, We wish you a Merry Christmas … for the last 35 years, it has been a family tradition to march into a darkened room singing this song while carrying a flaming platter of plum pudding. Although we are not British, I adopted it some years back when gourmet cooking became … Continue reading
When the army ants come, get out! That’s the word on the street. I heard it when we first came to Costa Rica in 1989, and I still hear it today. Last Tuesday I came home from Dance-Fit class at Su Espacio, and Don was in the carport working on the car. His greeting: “You … Continue reading
Howler Monkeys sound like King Kong! Way back in ’89 when the kids were little, we visited Costa Rica for the first time. My folks had just purchased a little house near the beach in Nosara, Guanacaste as a vacation home, never thinking we would end up living here full time. In those days all the roads … Continue reading
Fireworks were at the ready for the big party in Nosara; not only was it July 4th, which is only meaningful to the U.S. ex-pats since Costa Rica’s Independence Day is September 15th, but it was my Papa Nuevo’s big Seven-oh! Don has been my “Papa Nuevo” (new dad) for the past twenty-one years. My … Continue reading
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