Everything has a price tag. In our case, living in an idyllic beach village in Costa Rica while one of the coldest winters in years descended on our home in Brooklyn, meant dealing with a few scorpions, perpetual dirt on our floor, and giving up Amazon. At a beach party shortly after arriving, I lamented to my new mom friend about how I could not stand the feeling of dirt on my feet. She sweetly laughed and said, ‘We have a lot of unwinding to do on you”. I knew this was true, and it would be a good thing for me.
We arrived in Sámara, Costa Rica from Brooklyn, New York after traveling seven hours (five flying and two driving) yet it felt like went about 7 decades back in time. Thanks to my sunset and beach bonfire Instagrams my friends are all convinced I’m having the time of my life. Yet nothing is simple in our new simplified life. I can’t even begin to capture in photo the absurdities I’ve encountered. The following musings begins to sum up some of the frustrating, strange, and funny experiences I’ve had in small town Costa Rica.
Are you ready for take off? Tray tables locked, seats up, belts fastened and your toddler quietly, pleasantly sitting in his seat not kicking the person in front of him.
That whole “getting there is half the fun” was clearly not about getting there with a toddler. I highly recommend pursuing your travel goals with children, but it will take a little more prep work to have “a quarter of the fun” getting there.
To get you all there and back with as few meltdowns as possible, consider these five tips
The 80s were full of fanny packs and they were the kiss of death to your popularity. I am still scarred from that today and feel I have to justify my love and support of this underused accessory. Also note, I surround myself with cool, beautiful things so this adoration for the underrated bag is whole-hearted.
Here I round up some favorites, but the market is totally underserved. Designers get to work!!!!!