The closing of a chapter.

End of an era, etc., etc. And as I continue to reinforce, a bittersweet ending at that.

Just as unreal as our last few days and hours until our arrival in Costa, so is our last two and a half hours in the town we have loved as home. Visions of all our great moments and good times continue to flash in my head, and it’s insane that’s all they will remain. Memories.

But all good things must come to an end and it’s definitely true that time flies when you’re having fun. It flies in general, but the quickest ever in the last five months. We’ve made the most of every minute and looking back we’ve decided there’s not one thing we regret doing or not doing. We went with our gut and the flow and by never making assured plans we ended up experiencing so much more that we would have never expected. 

We leave here the better. We have both grown as individuals and as a couple and we will return to the norm with not just an extended vacation under our belts, but with the greatest learning experience to guide our future decisions. The freedom of everything here has given us the chance to look at our lives and figure out how to make so much more of what we’re given. This move was easily the greatest decision we’ve made in our entire lives, next to choosing to follow Christ.

We miss all our friends we’ve met along the way as they’ve come and gone and we will so forever. We’ll miss the landscape, the beaches, the monkeys, the culture and the people here, the stress free days, the super cheap bananas, the beautiful water and waves, all the nature experiences and the list goes on… but more than anything in the entire world that we could possibly miss, I’m heartbroken to be leaving

Jimmy and Santana.

They’ve become our best friends and the best companions any dog lover (or not!) could ever ask for. We’ve debated off and on for the past two-ish months how we could bring them home, because we’d do whatever it took. However, while we love them so much and they love us so much and we’d give them the best lives we could back home, it would be so unfair for us to take them from this great free life with no leashes and hardly any rules. They’re beach babies till the end. It’s so hard to say goodbye to them, it feels like losing our own pet of years and years. But the time will come in just a little bit and I wonder if they’ll understand we’re leaving. Probably not, but my hopes are that they will at least remember us and if one day we get the chance to return that we’ll see their smiling doggy faces running up to us on the beach.

Need to go finish some last minute things before the bus but as always, 

Pura Vida!