I'm thinking about changing my blog title. This slogan is the catch phrase for Central America's cell phone company Movistar. Literally the phrase means: Shared, life is more.
I've been reminded more and more how this idea is so true. In the last few months and particularly weeks I've seen how beautiful it is to share life with people. Even when your pathes only cross for a few days or a few hours, there is still value in sharing life with others.
After several months of hellos and goodbyes, wondering if I´ll ever see some of these people again, I occassionally got exhausted from sharing life with people for such a short time. Luckily, to finish of my time in Central America I had three great friends join me in my travels and help me regain energy and perspective.
In the last three weeks, Heidi, Tracy, Bri and I have crossed pathes with many wonderful people. As our travels come to a close, we´ve reflected on all the people that we've met and the ways that our lives have been touched by them.
Here are a few people in particular that we've met in the last few weeks. (Sidenote: we invented names for some of these people)
- The two United Airlines pilots that did a canopy tour with us. They compared notes with us as to how similar the Superman run was to actually flying a plane.
- Gerardo and Yadira - our wonderful hosts at a farm in Northern Costa Rica. They welcomed us into their lives, entertained us with stories, and overwhelmed us with hospitality.
- Rolo - the guy selling coconut juice on the beach in Manuel Antonio. He offered us coconuts three different times before he remembered us and realized that we´d already bought some from him. (For the record, one coconut is sufficient, at least for a few days....I recommend it, it's definitely an experience, but you don't need three in one day. Right, Tracy?)
- Jackeline - the little girl from the Isla de Ometepe that served Heidi and I the best breakfast of the trip....Gallo Pinto, eggs, bread, cheese, coffee....alongside the most stunning landscape of volcanoes and lakes.
- Marcos - the guy at a hostel that went above and beyond his duties to help us find transportation, activities and housing for our next stop.
- Alexia - the daughter of our tour guide in a butterfly garden. She kept bringing butterfly after butterfly to us to hold and admire.
- Rafael - the guy selling ceramics to tourists on the beach. He travels from Masaya (where I lived and worked in NI) to Costa Rica every month selling items that his family makes
- Marieth - my little sister from Grecia that patiently sat on the floor with Tracy and Bri teaching them Spanish words.
These are all people that we shared life with for a very brief time (with the exception of Marieth). There are many others that I think of more as family and that hold very special places in my heart. Yesterday I was talking with my old host family from Grecia. I mentioned something about ¨my family¨ and they said: ¨Which one?¨=) I´m grateful for my families scattered all over the world and the way that I´ve gotten to share life with them.
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