I flew into Juan Santamaría International, the airport outside of San Jose, on a rainy afternoon. Because I decided to visit Costa Rica in the low season, that also meant I would be visiting during the rainy season. A small price to pay for cheaper hotels and a bit of...
This morning I woke up bright and early in Monteverde to the sound of exotic birds chirping through the open window of my 2nd floor hostel. How very Costa Rica, amiright? I went down to the kitchen where fruit was prepared for breakfast. On my plate was an assortment...
The 2:30am alarm stabbed my silent bedroom, and I awoke with a jolt. As I sloppily yawned against my pillow, I thought that I had just gone to bed. Oh wait. That’s because I had. Meagan’s Travel Advice: waking up for 6am international flights suck. I gave myself a few...
As I roamed the open-air markets of Greece while the sun set off in the distance, I tried to blink back tears. This was two years ago and my first trip across international borders. I had just spent a month in Europe and felt that parts of my spirit were awakening....
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