Excerpt from Final Days
The details of my memory slip so quickly away. Costa Rica was just a week behind me and already it feels so distant – it resides in my brain now as a sensation, pleasant and sentimental, a positive lighting up of neurons and synapses. I didn’t get my final sunset surf. The afternoons past have [...]
My Nosara Life is…
Hearing the waves when I go to sleep, hearing the waves when I wake Consistent morning offshore winds Always knowing the phase of the moon Seeing stars on every clear night Barefoot walks to the beach, bringing nothing but my board …until I step on a scorpion and reluctantly don flip-flops again Parking my flip-flops [...]
Four Days
The rain finally came today. Quick, but definite. I was biking to the Minisuper at twilight, trying to make it without a flashlight. A week ago, two tourists with headlamps gawked at me as I navigated the bumpy dirt roads without. “You can ride without a torch?” they asked incredulously. “Full moon was yesterday,” I [...]
Thelma & Louise(s)
It was after 11 and well past our Cinderella-Pumpkin-Horse-and-Carriage curfew. The six of us reluctantly piled into J’s car, AL and I in the trunk ‘lounge’, our feet propped up against the rear windows. With all passengers accounted for, AL asked the all important “all right, did anyone make out?” J and KO were no’s; [...]
Search
Follow
