IN PRAISE OF THE AIRBNB
When we started on this fantastic voyage, Gina and I agreed that we didn’t want to stay in hotels and that we were not skilled enough to backpack it. What fell in the middle? Airbnb, and thank lord for them. Even though we contacted them a few months before departure to see if they night be interested to partner up and assist us along our trek, gently declining because their yearly marketing budget had already been spent, we still felt that discovering private homes alongside their countries would be a wonderful way to get to know the people. And we haven’t been disappointed so far.
Just look at this place we found in Playa Potrero, a modern marvel high in the hills above the jungle in the North West of the country.
A concrete block in the middle of nature is exactly what Gina and I have always dreamt for our life, someday, so this is a very nice rehearsal, made even better because we are 10 minutes from black and white sands beach (to be posted about a bit later.)
The thing with finding friendly hosts and their residences through this network is that you meet them, often have a drink or two while they size you up then feel instantly at home, which is quite important as we will in fact not lay our heads on any familiar pillows for the next 12 months.
The ability to feel both free enough to roam another person’s property naked as well as be responsible for its continuous maintenance is one lent only by the most trusting and wonderful of home owners and we are lucky to have found Zora here in Guanacaste.
This is one of those homes you spot from the beach and wonder aloud “I wonder what it’s like to live there!” So now that we’re in the place and here for 10 days I can tell you, it’s the sweet spot, especially when the price is so right. If you’re ever in Costa Rica, I highly recommend this place, and tell Zora we sent you…
Also, we have one of these…