Weeks 13 to 15 are a bit of a blur right now. Took some time off blogging as I was dealing with some family issues while still trying to live somewhat of a “normal” life in a van & work full-time. These weeks were and on-and-off again back and forth from the beach to San Jose, just come and go – which is not my thing, but some things take priority.
This week marked a huge moment, in my “van life” and my “life life”. Whoever thinks living and traveling in a van is all fun and games, well it’s not. It’s life, it’s normal life with the ups and downs, the amazing days and the really shitty ones too.
You know that feeling you get when you’re home from a long trip? Or maybe from international travel and you step into your house & get to sleep in your bed? That’s the feeling I get from my van. There is currently no place in my life that makes me feel more like home than this big blue metal box on wheels.
This week started where I left off, on the beach. Time in the Central Pacific area has been so nice that I just had to go back. It’s familiar, the summer weather is full on with sunny days, breezy feels and week days keep the crowds away.
The areas of Jacó – Esterillos & Bejuco Beaches have always been second home to me. They’ve been my hangout spots for many years now, friends, get-togethers and a part-time home somewhat. It’s been so long since I’ve hung out in this area, mostly because of Covid really, being here has made me look back and wonder why I haven’t been back.
Yes week 7 I did a little too much rolling, but it was worth it. And it’s ok, as much as I like being parked in a stunning spot, I also like the feeling of driving to a new destination, even if it’s dropping into town to run some errands. And that’s exactly what this week was all about.
I think if I ever need to pick one place to live for the rest of my life, it would either be the Arenal area or Monteverde. This is one of the many reasons I chose Arenal to spend the last days of the year and the beginning of 2022. I needed a place to chill, be far from the crowds, be with friends, reflect on the old year and start the new.
Week 5 of full-time living in the van was spectacular… so far the best views I’ve camped in the van so far. “Living” at the foot of the Turrialba Volcano is simply amazing, I was so aware of how doing this is both scary and exciting. It took me back to when I lived in Ridgway, Colorado, 8,000 feet up in the Rockies.
For week 4 of living in the van the heat continued… it was a challenge but, living in the van now, I knew I had to deal with it or put up with it, or suck it up! I love Tamarindo but the weekend was approaching so it was time to move on, I wanted to avoid the busy weekend and find a familiar spot to spend my next week. So I headed down south to Junquillal.