After six months in Costa Rica, I am back where I belong: on Utila, my crazy little island, in my house with no walls. I am so happy, I go around smiling like an idiot. I am at peace with the world again.
Costa Rica adventure was a disappointment. I accepted a job with an environmental organization working on conservation of squirrel monkeys. Great job, charismatic little primates, new country, it all sounded great. I forgot a tiny detail: lifestyle. The town in which I lived, Manuel Antonio, is a tourist heaven, luxurious, beautiful, with no community spirit whatsoever. Hell, it did not even have a community. I spent six months there without making a single friend. Well, maybe two, my two lovely colleagues Juan Pablo and Isaias. After my son came to visit and found me watching day TV, I realized that I was miserable and that the monkeys will have to cope without me. I feel guilty about leaving Juan Pablo and Isaias to cope alone, we started several great projects and things were just picking up. On top of that, they have to cope with a Mickey Mouse Board of Directors, who are treating the organization as their own pet project. Sorry guys, I promised myself I will not put up with anything any more. Part of my alternative lifestyle. Too old for that. I am going to enjoy every day as it comes, as there are not too many left.So, I am back in my garden, moving soil, replanting heliconias,cleaning leaves and smiling at the world. My dogs and cats are content too and follow me around to make sure I am not doing anything interesting without them.
