I personally do not consider myself an especially spiritual person. I’ve never associated myself with any particular religion, never been able to disconnect my mind enough to accept the things I cannot see or touch.
As I trudged up the hill, I cursed myself for not taking the advice that so many others took. I can reproduce the clear image of my professor saying, “start hiking now and your body will thank you.” He was not wrong, but with the William Wallace Monument in sight, I took a deep breath and pressed on.
Our first stop was Stirling Castle, which I was beyond pumped for. As we got closer I started to finally wake up. My adrenaline started to kick in from seeing a new place in a whole new country, and it was a castle, so who wouldn’t be excited?
The secret I have found to international travel lies within the flight across the pond. The average international flight is a “Red Eye,” a flight that leaves in the evening and flies all through the night to drop you at your destination in the wee hours of the morning. To make the most out of […]
My classmates’ expressions vary dramatically. While some eyes are lit up with excitement, others are nervously closed.
The nose of the plane rises as we rattle off the Boston tarmac. Passengers around me grip their armrests and pillows. Once the bumping subsides, closed eyes slowly widen as we climb toward 30,000 feet. Our six-hour flight is finally underway.
The smell struck us as we stepped off of the bus, welcoming us to Terra Viva (“Living Earth”), a small, sustainable farm located at Monteverde, Costa Rica.
Our tour guide, Diego, recommended a tour of a butterfly garden, which also had a variety of insects. When we arrived, we met with a very eccentric but charming woman, Brianna, who unveiled the insect collection.
Staying in such a rustic location really gave us a deeper appreciation for our experience in Costa Rica. At the beginning it was like whiplash going from hotel accommodations to almost camping. We found a new respect for Isla Chira after island native Liliana shared her empowering story with us.
For the second day in a row, we woke to the sounds of rain tapping on the pavement outside our rooms; at times the rain fell thick and heavy, forming quick puddles. After a reluctant goodbye to our temporary home in the rainforest, our journey continued to the next phase: between the volcanoes Poas and Barva to the drier Pacific side of Costa Rica.
9:00 a.m. January 5, 2017
We are now on the Sarapiqui River tour surrounded by iguanas, crocodiles and Jesus Christ…Jesus Christ lizards, that is.