When Ben and I went to Costa Rica, I looked up a lot of hikes and activities online before we did them. I read so many reviews that said that a certain hike/activity was really difficult, only to find it fairly easy when we did it. When I looked up Dog Mountain (a popular Columbia River Gorge hike in Washington), all the reviews promised it would be a strenuous hike with the reward of gorgeous views. Having done most of the Columbia River Gorge hikes already, mixed with my Costa Rica experience, I didn’t take the strenuous claim seriously. But I was wrong, because I definitely felt like I was going to pass out within the first half mile of our hike. And I got a slight headache when my ears began popping from the change in elevation. So now I’m going to go back to trusting Google reviews…
Ben and I spent the second and third week of February in Costa Rica. It was a wonderful time to go there - the weather was nearly perfect the whole time. To me, it felt like summer. We only got a couple of rainforest showers, one of them while sitting in the natural hot springs of La Fortuna.
We went to several beautiful places in Costa Rica, but my favorites were Playa Conchal and Río Celeste. Playa Conchal is a beach made up of millions of little shells. It was absolutely stunning, and it’s definitely an interesting feeling to walk on so many shells. I’ve always wanted to be a mermaid, and Playa Conchal made me feel like one!
Río Celeste is an incredible river and waterfall that’s true to its name. It has a crayola-blue hue that puts a crayon box to shame. The color of the water is caused by a chemical reaction between sulfur and carbonate. Mythology says that it’s so blue because it’s where God rinsed his brush when he was done painting the world. I absolutely fell in love with this place. The best moment was when I was looking out at the bluest water I’d ever seen, when the national butterfly, a Blue Morpho, flew over the river. There was so much blue there, it looked like a painting in real life.
My godfather moved to San Diego after living in Oregon for the majority of his life. I don't think he could stand how rainy it would get here, and he constantly dreamed of living by the sea. A couple of years ago I went for a visit. He cooked me so many delicious meals and we would eat them out on his deck overlooking the sea. After three years of not doing much with my own deck at home, I finally bought a bistro table and chairs, an umbrella, and flowers. It feels so homey out there on my deck, and it reminds me of my trip to San Diego to visit my Gaga. Here are some images from the trip. Miss you. <3