Last week, me and my friends, who are more like family, sat in a restaurant down the street from my apartment and discussed the fundraiser we are planning for one of our group who has been diagnosed with breast cancer. While the topic was solemn, we always manage to find moments to reminisce and laugh about our times together on stage.
Two of our group were in town from Costa Rica, where they have called home for the past few years. When they moved, they purchased a vacation home to rent to people like myself and then built another rental home right next door. Back in 2008 we had the opportunity to take a vacation to Manuel Antonio, to one of their vacation homes. I can honestly say that it was one of the most astonishing vacations I have ever taken.
While we sat at the table in the restaurant discussing Costa Rica, I couldn't help but think about our week there and all of the beauty we took in.
At the house was a balcony where I would go each morning before most everyone else was up, and I would journal what I saw and what we were experiencing. When we got home from the restaurant I took the time to re-read some of what I wrote to recall those memories. One of the moments I journaled was about our day zip-lining, repelling and Tarzan swinging through the rainforest. Allow me to give you a little highlight of what I wrote...
"Here we were in the rainforest having our adventure and it was raining down on us and it felt great! The young boys guiding us chatted us up along the way - asking our names and where were were from. They were really great and we felt very safe with them. We came up on one very long platform where it was up to us to break for ourselves before we hit the platform. You put your left hand on your strap and the right you put above and behind your head only with the forefinger and thumb, like an OK sign and you would squeeze down and brake when they told you to. The further behind your head you put your hand, the straighter and faster you would go. Erin went in front of me and she broke to soon before the platform and she had to pull herself the rest of the way! We laughed hard about that! I sped along and landed perfectly...I was loving this! Here we all were, having a wonderful, fear conquering adventure in the rainforest, while rain poured down on us - cleansing us of all fears and doubts. I felt so renewed".
Sitting on the balcony at the beautiful home of our friends, listening to the ocean and hearing the monkeys in the trees gave me the opportunity to recall this adventure and write about it as the sun came up on the horizon. I long for this kind of adventure again and this kind of beauty. Too much time in-between.
What I am saying here is, GO THERE! If you have ever wanted to go to another country and never have had the opportunity, go there. If you are needing to take some time to relax, rekindle, meditate, whatever...GO THERE. Our friends are wonderful people who will make sure you have a wonderful time. Go to their website and check out the house they have named, Casa Mono Congo. The place where the Howler Monkeys will awaken you each morning - where little capuchin monkeys come to hang and play - the place where right up the road you can get an amazing massage - the place where down the road is a wonderful beach where lounge chairs and buckets of beer are waiting for you. Go to Casa Mongo Congo and relax. It's time. Time again for us too.
http://monocongo.com
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