I miss the sunset, and the sundowners.
I miss the surfing, and I miss two sundowners.
And I'm sorry, Ashleigh, but the mustache was brilliant, and I miss that, too.
We Grupo Did It, Grupo Do-It.
Hold me, Eric, and tell me we can always go back.
I am pictured above on the morning of my departure from the United States, on January 4th, 2010. My mother took this photograph in our house in Hamilton, Massachusetts.
I appear to have many possessions with me—two bags-full, in fact—and such is true. I had to choose those items such as socks, shirts, books, electronics, [...]
I tend to anthropomorphize those objects of particular joy to me. Some of them receive names; my 2006 Honda Civic goes by SparkleMotion and my new laptop is NightMoose. And, so, I am happy to announce a new addition to my material family and a very welcome traveling companion (though one that will remain unnamed): [...]
I return now to writing at two in the morning, just hours away from a fateful trip to México. I cannot claim that I recall correctly the moments described below my present comments but I will attest that surfing in Tamarindo left an indelible impression on me.
I began surfing in earnest with only the second [...]
I tried to choose only three favorite photos from our weekend trip to Monteverde but I found the task impossible. I offer you six instead.
Are we all clear as to who is the focus of this blog? Let me make it clear. I am the focus, and I am in Costa Rica. Here I am, Carlos Andrés Drew d'Avis, three times.
I don't quite know what to say. Life here is both focused and calm. We each have our daily rhythms and goals and coast happily along through the breezy morning and scorching afternoons and balmy evenings. I am working—I am billing hours—but at any point could skip off to enjoy the beach a bit more. [...]
