Then you enter the real "Dry Period". Life stops for a moment and you think: "Okay, have done that, have seen that. What now"?
Next, you put yourself out there again. At the end, one didn't come to Costa Rica to not do anything. Well, let me tell you...a loooooot happened in the past 4 weeks.
4 weeks in a lifetime doesn't seem like anything. 4 weeks in 9 weeks is a whole lot. Here are a few reasons why I did not get around to write another blog entry sooner:
- Moved into a house in Grecia (40 min from San Jose)
- Seth came for a visit for 1 week
- Lots of thinking and traveling while Seth was here with this big question to answer in 1 week: will we go back to San Francisco or stay in Costa Rica
- Looking for a school for Max
- Looking for a Daycare for Sasha
- Looking for housing
- Bank accounts, Lawyers, Business License and what else...ahhhhh
- Sickness & Emergency Rooms!!! Sasha and I got our fair portion. Sasha for a longer time with very high fever
- School and Daycare started already
- Networking, networking and networking
- Moved again. Into another house in Brasil da Mora up in the hills (close to Max's school and Sasha's daycare)
- And so much more...
Do I miss San Francisco? No
Do I miss Seth? OHHHHH YES
Do I miss family & friends? Of course
Would I wanna change anything? Yes. Seth being here and we finally could start our life.
Well nobody said, it will be easy traveling with two children by yourself, trying to establish a new life in a foreign country with a foreign system and a foreign language. But I would do the exact same thing again. This is just to darn rewarding. What we have seen, lived through and had fun, one can only imagine unless you just go for it. At the end what is there to loose?
The place you come from you know. The place you go to, is your dream. The place you run from, you don't want anyway. The place you'll discover, will always stay in your heart as something unusual and exotic. You can always go back but you will never know what you might miss out on, if you stay.
Of course there are different types of people and I guess the one I count myself to, is the one, who is craving the constant change even-though I like stability. How do these two go together/ I don't know or I'm not sure. The stability seems to be a small piece inside of me, I have to build over time and long years with different types of experience. It feels dense. Like a rock.
The change always seems airy and uncertain. With a lot of holes filled with air. Two completely different consistencies but at the end they weigh the same.
The more the holes are being filled , the more gets shifted over to the side of stability. Depending on what kind of a new "project" the change entails, it is might take years until the "airy ball of change" has been shifted to the side of stability and guess what happens then? Yes. A new "Project" needs to start again.
Alright. Enough blabla. I just wanted to share my thoughts today and of course a few photographs of the past weeks will follow!
