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Northern Nicaragua Dreamland🇳🇮💙✨

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Mermaid treasures and all this magic ✨
Feeling A- a little bit sick🤒
But B- mostly just stoked.
To be a surfer, even an average one at that, is a beautiful life to live. I can’t speak for everyone who surfs- but when fresh fish and the quest for waves are the two most basic pre-req’s to keep me smiling and moving forward- life is good.
Simple- but full of the most magic, in the most minimal of things…
The ocean never fails to satisfy and you know that adventure is always a breath away.
I may never have a million dollars in my bank account- but I have lifetimes of stories, of connections, of memories not all the money in the world could buy. All the inspiration I continue to find in the different facets of life is humbling and mind blowing at the same time. ✨🌈
The life on the gypsy trail continues to provide the most abundance 🙂 I spent a the day alone yesterday. The only guest at these rad surfing/ glamping bungalows- (www.tapasandsurf.com) and the day was pure sweetness…..

Beachside ranchitos- sal y limón peanuts, toña and some good reads to pass the day while I wait for the tide and winds to change. And About sal y limón?….. put-it- on…everything!
and make life taste better:)
carrots, cucumbers, guac. Sure 👍🏽😋
and about my reading materials?

–proper literature when traveling is a must- been digging into “Barbarian Days- a Surfing Life” by William Finnegan. A fabulous memoir/ autobiography perfect for any surfing or wandering soul who likes to travel and discover the secrets of the planet and the secrets of man kind—

when that became “boring” as if sitting by sea can ever really be called that… I decided to wander. Around the point to the south- on to rocks and reefs filled with crabs and critters surrounded by the most delightful secluded mermaid cove- millions of shells of every color- so vibrant- neon pink and purples- pearl luminescent mini treasures – creating the sand- heaven.

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At this point a sunset glass off surf session would have been epic, but the day called for dinner and what would be the most fantastic daily offering- a sunset on land 🙂
I ordered a cocktail. Because how can you not when flor de caña is like $2.30…The affordability of Nica compared to Costa is pretty wild.
And then, I ordered some grub.
Two perfect sized tapas plates for my sweet little mermaid self. Fresh local ceviche, and camarón a pil pil (shrimp in a spicy garlic sauce). Holy mouth orgasams- or- I was just really hungry. Either way- the meal was delucious. They have roof top lounge area gently tucked among the almond trees, with a beach view and waves in the background. Of course to my delight Mother Earth offered a divine show of the setting sun free of charge. There was fire in the sky glowing every color or love….

I’ve got a slightly confused and broken heart on the mend. (Buuuuut. Haha. what else is new- I am so open, vulnerable, full of love that I experience the lows not as often but as intensely as the highs)… none the less, like a kitten, I always land on my feet- and I learn and accept the lesson. Everything that happens in life -good and “bad” -is an opportunity to be better, stronger, wiser and more full of love for it- I refuse to let life harden me, so when anger, or hate or resentment, are not options, it seems that love always wins…

Anyways. This day of solitude, spent with my one true love- myself – and the sea and all this nature was exactly what my mermaid soul needed to remember that everything we seek out there, is in here. And by here, I mean ourselves. I’m at point in life where I love my own company as much as that of anybody else and sometimes even more.. and I feel so beyond grateful to arrived at this point. Sometimes I’m lonely, but I’m human—and that doesn’t mean I don’t enjoy being alone, It’s just better to be alone than in bad company.

So after dinner, at like 7:30, I cruise to bed… yep, although I do like to party, the regular routine of nights that become mornings for the most part, are a thing of the past. I lay in my tent/cabin bungalow, listen to the sounds, the bugs and the waves and some R&B from the 90’s- Thanks Spotify 😜- and then wind it all down and drift off to dreamland with the soothing, hypnotizing sounds of Ali Farka Touré (yes- you need these amazing vibrations in your life— look up these incredible musicians).

After some wild dreams, and sassy roosters – morning is upon me.
And you know what that means….
Surfing Time! 🏄🏽‍♀️
I don’t feel amazing, like I mentioned, but I’m here, and there are waves, so I surf:) it’s never a bad idea. I caught a few fun ones. And then the rain started. Ah, sweet droplets of nectar- the source- Liquid love falling from the sky- then some thunder thunder, cool:) but then. lightening struck a little too close and I was out of there!! The wave here is called nahualapa- and it’s got tough competition with the boom and other firing breaks near by, but, fun enough for a few hours on this mystic morning in Norhtern Nicaragua. So I write this to you over coffee, pancakes and fruit.. and pancakes!?!? Oh man:) 😍🥞😍got me daydreaming about chocolate chips and peanut butter rolled up into like magic breakfast taquitos of love. Hahaha: and I’m not even stoned. I don’t miss much about home- obviously my tribe of beings who make my heart beat- but what I’d do for bottles of wine and some good pure dark chocolate— see you in June Cali, who wants to go on a date…..🍷🍫

Anyways. Who knows where today will take me, but this moment, is a grateful one- and for all the average pop, bachata music that has been played here over the past 24 hours of course bob Marley just came on:)
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and with that…

Be kind to others, and yourself. Your blessing are more abundant, and all us creatures here on this planet are way more alike, than you may want to recognize.
Be positive. Stay humble-
Life truly is a precious gift.
From my gypsy mermaid heart to you
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•all love• all the time•

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Mermaids and dolphins 🐬☀️💦💙

 

Mermaids and dolphins.🐬🐚🐚🐙🐙

Gratitude and Abundance.

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Pay attention to the words you use and the thoughts you think, these are things that dictate the happiness and love in your life and energy that exude. These are things you have control over. Do you choose to react when something doesn’t go your way? Or perhaps you may want to seek out tools that allow you to pause, and respond instead?

One of my favorite sayings, is…

“Let go…Or be dragged”

A beautiful simple truth. Remiding us to go with the flow, be easy and trust that things always work out the ways they should- even if we can’t see this at the time.

As I move about on this Gypsy trail I find it very hard to stay inspired when confined to the normalcy of routine…

Its quite suffocating actually-

Crazy right?😳😛

But, to each his own.

We all have different talents and bring different gifts to this world, so the point is to find what makes your heart sing and do nothing but that. For me, organized chaos, as some call it, the unknown, the unregulated, forever in motion, yet still, and free to roam is the space I thrive

The more time I spend in Costa the more I am able to love, delight in the nature, connect with others, surf, teach yoga and share reiki…💕🌱🌎🌊🌈✨

Everyday here I become a bit more grounded, rooted, expansive, in tune with the pace of nature and the vibrations of love and life.

Yesterday was epic, a day off of work, because I was moving, turned into a perfectly magical day of all things salty and sunkissed.

Point being yesterday, I mixed it up a bit, and universe unfolded a flawless day.

So I was supposed to move, and that would have been the “responsible” thing to do, however, I’m a believer of going with the flow…. Its not everyday you are invited on a fishing adventure, and the reality is that, all my things will still be waiting there to be moved at the end of the day, and opportunity to play in the ocean would have passed…

Morning starts beach side in Garza, 7 am, air is fresh sun in shining, pineapples and rum in hand, hangover lingering…..

None the less, face is smiling, heart is full.

We cruise out on the boat and immediately start catching black fin tuna as bait fish.

🎣🐟Cool=)

There is a certain peace, a silence, a stillness, despite movement all around, about being on a boat in the ocean. The horizon is infinite and the clarity that presents itself with the gentl lull of the waves and the kiss of the breeze, is actually quite hard to describe, possibly one of those things you can only feel…

We then head out a bit deeper and the fishes are abundance and generous with their lives. We get some Yellowfin, and Pargos. The energy of the day is mellow, and happy. Bellies at this point are starting to get hungry and the guys begin to filet the fish with impressive skill and perscison. We then eat sashimi.

Que Rico 😋

When it comes to food and going to the source I don’t believe it gets any better than this. I am humbled by the gifts of the ocean, of breath, of life. And really freaking stoked cause fresh yellowfin is well, like heaven.

A few more fish find their way onto hooks, and the guys grill it up and we grub on the best tuna sandwich I have ever had in my life. Time for nap # 2, I crawl onto the bow of the boat, and rest as the motor hums and the waves splash with the sweet sounds of a mermaids lullaby. The captain is headed out west as the guys are ready to “graduate” from tuna in search of a sail fish.

Alas, after trolling for a while the sail fish remained elusive. I wake up from the sleep and climb up the tower on top of the boat and chill with the captain enjoying a birds eye view of the magical sea. We talk about life and families, we see flying fish, manta rays, all kinds of super sweet birds, and then after a few radio calls, we take off fast….

On the horizon a large group of animals are breaching, splashing, swimming. At first I think its blue fin tuna, cause that’s how they move, so magical- glistening, circling, wild…

If you have not had the opportunity to see tuna (or dolphins) might I recommend doing so… any animal moving about un caged, in their element is a enlightening experience… but upon a second look, and the captains re- assurance, these are not in fact tuna, but thousands of spinner dolphins. He tells me if I go down and lay on the bow they will be below me. Without hesitation, I go and do just that. Although I have had the opportunity to enjoy dolphins similar to this in San Diego, I have never seen the spinners, extra playful, extra amazing.

For the next 30 minutes or so I am enchanted, in awe, transfixed, speechless, aside from the pure whole hearted giggles, I am in a moment of all things love and pure.… What magical bliss. Uninterrupted joy. I love dolphins, and as they swam, danced, sang with the movement of the boat, I feel happy, amongst friends and in my element. My outstretched fingers just inches from their bodies… my face being splashed with the release of every breath with saltwater from their blow holes. I swear a few of them even go as far as looking up to me, so say, hello miss mermaid, we see you…

And then, as quickly as they arrived. They are gone. But I am not sad. I am at a perfect peace. My face is smiling, my soul- calm. The sun continues to sparkle off the vast blue sea, so many shades of blue the mind feels drunk with its magnificent hughes… As the boat cuts through the ocean I am hypnotized by the foam splashing around the bow, the sun catches every droplet creating magical saltwater sparkles.

I believe in magic, I believe in love. Moments like this are reminders, that although there is much hate, and much suffering, there is also beauty.

It is living and breathing and up to us to recognize it and celebrate it. With an open mind, an open heart, the right attitude of humility, gratitude and abundance the ordinary truly becomes extraordinary.

From here the day continues on with ease… Three quad trips to and from, a glass of wine at the new pad in between trips, and I have relocated “all” my stuff. By “all” I mean, a surfboard, bikinis, clothes, a few books, a yoga mat and some shower produts… =)

Now, since I chose not pack properly my belongings have exploded… haha and my room looks like a rainbow barfed (my new house mate commented on what vibrant colors the mound of things on my bed contained.) Quite the compliment if you ask me. Vibrant is good. Real good…

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But if a mound of stuff and a messy room is the worst part of my day I feel confident that it was a damn good day, there are things in life that really matter, and it seems that this cluster of unorganized things is not one of them.

I enjoy delightful company at the new digs snuggled beach side in the jungle, lights strewn across the yard, surfboards resting near by, the smell of sweet sensi floats throughout the air, love is being shared and all is well….

Everywhere on the planet, there are happy and sad things happening everyday. Hearts break, people fall in love. Nothing is perfect, but it is up to us to see these imperfections, the pain, the sorrow as part of the journey and as an opportunity, to love harder, deeper, to grow and expand. I am grateful. Oh so grateful for this day and this life and all that is….

Lots of other cool shit going on in life, waterfalls, love, waves (epic waves.. maybe the best of my life in my short time surfing on a board), a new ukulele, karaoke to spice girls,  days at the gelato shop, reiki, yoga, a magical merman descending from the stars and captivating my heart… but not finding time, or inspiration to write those moments have passed.

I was able to recently share a beautiful week teaching yoga with a few magic ladies on the Mad To Live Retreats. You can check out their stories about adventures in Costa Rica and their lives abroad on a the Mad To Live Retreat blog at http://www.madtoliveblog.com or on Carly’s at http://www.carlyrowena.com. These women are a spectacular inspiration and an example of people on this planet living and thriving. Truly explifiying what it is to be in love with life and Mad to Live.

Always more stories to come…

Always more love to share…❤️

Your salty and sunkissed Mermaid,

Katie💕🌸🦄🌞

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Less is More 💙

Less is more 💙

Everyday I learn more about the value of simplicity, the lessons of humility, and the  importance of love ❤️

One of the very best things we can do in life is be honest with ourselves.

Sometimes our imperfections rear their ugly heads and our behavior is less than attractive.

Nobody is perfect, certainly not myself🙄

With that being said, the next best thing we can do in life is love ourself, and bathe ourself with compassion. We are these magical divine beings, but we are also human.

So we let go, move on,hold our head high and try to be better today than we were yesterday.
Life is good:)

Nothing in nature blooms all year and we are not any different, so on the bad days, be gentle, and smile, and maybe even cry, but remember as Kahlil Gibran says “you are far greater than you know and all Is well.”

So Last week I went on  a sweet little solo surf mission in Nicaragua:) I did have a wonderful friend accompany me on the bus trip up to San Juan del sur and back to Nosara- but I traveled about  Nica enjoying my own company. First stop was  Maderas, a funky little beach town. And by town I mean , a hostel, a restaurant and a surf shop tucked into a cove- like beach that appears at the end of adirt road. It’s about 25 minutes out side of San Juan del Surf and is way isolated.

Beautiful but time for something different, so After a night and morning in maderas surfing mini  waves I decide to move on…

Next stop Popoyo  🌊😍💙

( in hindsight patting myself on the back for this one👏🏽🙌🏽👍🏽)  to arrive at magical perfect  world class point break wave the day before a swell hits was good call. I was scared, but to surf a new wave on fun swell is a pretty exciting moment 🙂

so I take a $3 taxi/buss/truck thing back to San Juan

This lovely lady was selling typical Nicaraguan food 🙂 chicharrón y yucca slaw like salad wrapped up in a banana leaf. Needless to say I passed on the fried pig parts and enjoyed my platain chips

find an ATM, cause quite the contrary to costa, and an important tip for travelers- cash is mostly accepted here and cards not so much- and then I find my way to the “2 hour” bus ride to popoyo. Hahahahaha. And by 2 hours they meant 3.5-

more lessons in patience. And in reality- what’s the hurry? Wherever I’m going will be there when I arrive- annoying non the less.

The bus made a stop in Rivas this wildly beautiful- closterphocic -cluster fucky- Latin American town. and I love- so vibrant and full of life. We are even lucky enough to witness a little skit about fire safety while parked In the bus terminal. And by fire safety I mean the people built a cardboard hut- set it on fire and then “rescued” a boy from it who was covered in blood- I was so relieved, because when I 1st say this boy covered in blood handling money outside a conspicuous cardboard hut -smoking a cigarette -I could swear chicken fighting or some kind of horrific bloodletting thing was happening Inside- but nope:) just a silly little skit… anywho- after Rivas the buss ride packed w the most humans i have ever seen on a bus resumes and I FINALLY arrive in popoyo-

and get dropped off In the middle of the dirt road. Haha, I’m told to walk 1km, thankfully ive met a friend on the bus who I can walk w/… Haha about a 30 minute walk, up a hill, down a path and across a beach to Guasacate (which we all think is popoyo) we find a hostel, some food, a surfboard and I get to surf. I am grateful for  this slight detour because the view i was able to witness as a result was gorgeous

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When I wake up in popoyo on Wednesday the swell has arrived 🙂 💙🌊 Popoyo is a prefect point break. The force and shape of the wave are magic and BIG. Haha i mean big is relative, but I got pounded a bit- with that being said- caught some rad waves and got a tiny confidence boost in the mean time.

On my way to the buss adventure to San Juan del Sur I met a nice local who took me on a little senic tour drive right to the buss so I didn’t have to walk anywhere:)👍🏽

I arrive in San Juan, enjoy a Nicaraguan style meechalada and then meet a good friends mom who happens to have been living there for the past 9 years. San Juan gets a bad rap as a party city, which I could clearly see it was, but it is also a quait, beautiful colonial style town with both locals and ex-pats and a thriving local culture, which I’m so grateful i got to experience.

The journey back to costa went flawless and considering we were boarder crossing and using buss transit that is a big statement. Anywho- loved nica, but happy to back to Guiones, my friends, my job and the fun fat mushy wave that it is.

This past month or so leading up to my Nica adventure has been pretty low key and full of all kinds of smiles and happiness and waves.

I found my way to Ostional the beach north of here once to watch turtles next- which was pure magic, they come back the the same beach they hatched at during same same time period in the moon cycle and lay their eggs…And once to surf. Ostional is a great wave, powerful, punchy and a nice change of pace from the fun- yet mushy wave of quiones. I Have enjoyed some rainy afternoon loving, and some absurdly drunk chili guaro shenanigans. I have been working abunch and Feeling quite satisfied with the mellow pace of life. It’s amazing what you can learn by observing the patterns of nature.

The Seekretspot gelateria in Nosara, (one location in pelada, and one location in north Guiones) is by far the Best gelato in town and although I don’t normally eat meat, nor do I enjoy paying $14 for a hamburger- if the body has a craving I’d like to recommend Burgers and Beer for the meat and craff beer conesour.

A new spot in town I’ve been loving quite a bit is Olo Alaia…A rad craft beer selection and coffee bar set inside of a San Diego style surf shop. Such a good vibe.

I also webt on a fun paddle board tour with coconut adventures, moved into an amazingly beautiful condo, acquired ANOTHER job working at the best pizza spot in town Il Basilio, and I bought a quad!

Woot woot. Nothing solidifies the choice of selling your car, quitting your job and moving to the jungle, like purchase of a lovley little yellow quad. I named her girasolita 🌻 (sunflower) in Spanish.
I love Guiones the place I am currently calling home, but so beyond happy, to adventure about, occupy space with different energy and different people and be reminded of the importance of stepping outside your comfort and finding solace in ones own comapny. It’s so easy to get caught up in yourself and what’s “going on” and forget about the divinity of love and nature.

I truly hope that whatever it is that inspiring, what stirs your soul and brings you joy is something you actively embrace everyday. Life is too short not to love hard and do what makes you happy 🙂

My wish for you today and everyday this this… it’s a Sanskrit saying that resonated with my being the first time i heard it and rings more true every day
“lokaha samastaha suhkino bhavantu”

“May all beings everywhere be happy, free, and at peace”

I want nothing more than this.

Lots of love and light.
Your salty and sunkissed mermaid
-Katie 🙂

and some pics of the flawless nature here that fuels my happiness, makes me smile and fills me with joy

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The Green Flash✨🌅

The Elusive Green Flash✳️💥💙🌅✨…

Isn’t it strange to think some people spend a large chunk, or perhaps even their whole life never being intimate?
And I’m not talking about sex, or physical contact. I’m talking deep connection, and abundant rivers of love with friends, lovers, Pachamama or oneself…

The things you can learn when you listen to the silence. When you spend time truly being with yourself: Your thoughts, your innermost desires, and the things that call to your soul. Life is too short to do anything other that what makes you happy…. The secret I suppose lies in actually finding what IT is that brings you joy!!🤗
Travel and experiencing nature brings about these musings for me. New places, different people and observing the matrix of Mother Earth really opens the mind and expands the perimeters of existence. Oh and the rain…it’s takes me to places- something about the lullaby of the drops, the free falling of water from the sky really releases me to another realm….
Any who, enough about the wandering of my brains, let’s talk about the wanderings of Costa Rica

Where do I even begin?

I know I say this a lot, but not a day goes by where I don’t feel grateful for all I get to experience in this short life time.

When I was I Playa Negra I was fortunate enough to be invited to guest teach at the Peace Retreat Yoga Center and I can’t say thank you enough to the manager and teacher who extended such a kind gesture. The retreat center is jungle-yoga-heaven. The studio to practice in has beautiful ceiling to floor glass windows, all the props a yogi could want and all the faculties are tastefully designed with paintings of Ganesh, chakra rocks and just enough positive/motivational says to inspire, but not annoy. Wether your yoga practice spans a life time, or you are new to the game Peace retreat yoga center is a place to check out of you pass through Playa Negra:)

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The day I taught I shared this message

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“…yoga doesn’t care about the shape of your body, but the shape of your life…yoga doesn’t care about who you’ve been, yoga care about the person you are becomming…”

It’s easy to get caught up in the very small physical part, the asana practice of yoga, and forget that the goal of yoga is not to have the best head stands. Believe it or not yoga teaches us so much more than how to have a bendy body. It teaches us to be compassionate, mindful, caring, aware, peaceful and present. How to drop out of our heads and into our hearts so we can experience the most joy and the least suffering as possible:)

Yoga (and surfing) but yoga first, Changed my life. Not flexible. Who cares? 🙂 go try some yoga!! 💕😍❤️☮️ with an open heart and mind the possibilities are limitless.

So from Playa Negra, i cruised up north to Playa Grande. Had a fun traffic jam and made some lovley creature friends on the way…Mooove over!! 🐮🐄🚧😂

In Playa Grande and enjoyed a magically relaxing rainy day at the Pipe House Playa Grande. You can find it on air B&B :)Felipe is rad, and a super welcoming, accommodating host. I always find time to hang for a day or so, surf, walk the beach, and enjoy mellow vibes and great company. If your costa adventures take you up this way, staying a night (or more) at the Pipehouse Playa Grande is a must.

From here I drove over to Liberia, more polka-dot pot hole rainy road adventures, to scoop up my most favorite mermaid soul sister!!! Woooooo

And the mermaid takeover resumes:)

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We head back to Guiones, get in a fun little sunset surf and spend a day or two there before we are on the road again.

We rent a car and head south. A plus about rental cars in the rainy season is that they are cheap. A negative. Ha- is the rainy season….and not that the rainy season is a bad thing, cause I’m obsessed w the aggressively calming storms, but the roads are a mess….

We head to Jaco. From a glance jaco is all things yucky. American/ expat/ foreign takeover at its finest. Or worst. Lots of non tico everything. Hookers and drugs…

Now, with that being said, we found such a fantastic Air B&B on the south side, the quite, jungly, local side of town staying with a tico named Maurico. You can find him at Jaco Surf Club Jungle house on Air B&B. He was an exceptional host. His house was clean, his sweet dog Lola a great yoga buddy, and anything we needed help with he was more than accommodating. And hot water?! Gold 🤗🚿✨. Not that you need it, but it’s quite a treat. Good food options in town and fun waves too!!

Jaco grew on me quite a bit. Amazing beaches, a rad local shaper (maybe the best, certainly the coolest) at Carton surfboards and if you choose to stay out of town you can enjoy Jaco with out falling into tourists traps.

If you travel to Jaco and need help booking tours my lovely friends at Piko Travel can help you out:)

From Jaco we had 2 options, continue south towards to dominical, nauyaca waterfalls and pavones OOOORR,
charge back north and across to the tip of the Nicoya peninsula to montezuma, mal país, and Santa Teresa-
Now the south end of this country in Osa may very well be one my most favorite and arguably one of the most magical, beautiful, bio -diverse places on the planet…But

In the spirit of seeing new places and new waves we decide to go with option B …and we get a ferry ride 😍⛴🏗 Can’t say I’ve ever driven a car into a ferry before!! Pretty cool stuff if you ask me🤓

Yes the path to Santa Teresa involves driving from Jaco, to puntarenas, onto a ferry to Paquera, then about an hour drive through windy roads and jungle trees
To the lovley little towns of Mal País, Playa Carmen, and Santa Teresa.

I mean you could drive all the way around… but why would you??

Ferry rides are fun! 🙃

However- after a long day of travel we arrive with the sun going down…and I have to pee. And we don’t have a place to stay.

But we find a place on the main road that works for the night crash out and are excited for waves in the morning.

The beaches here a beautiful. No surprise there. And the waves- way fun. Once again no surprise there either—-not too much size, but nice peaky clean shape😍

So something to mention about Santa Teresa is that the town doesn’t really have a “center”, you enter on the south end and drive north… one main road that goes from mal pais, all the way through the Santa Teresa and north… so when looking for lodging keep in mind lots of the places are tucked up little roads or, keep the front gates closed, not because they are closed but because the dust from main road gets everywhere.

So right before we abandon all hope of finding suitable lodging waking distance from the main wave we discover Don Jons. It’s a sweet little surf hostel located in what could be considered the “center” of town and make it our home for the next few days!

Aside from being centrally located and right across from the waves we are also neighbors with the most delicious eatery called zwArt cafe:)

The food- health conscious friendly, ranging from typical casados, to spirilina-mint-coconut-cocoa smoothies and amazing vegan surfer bowls varieties- my personal favorite containing quinoa, mustard greens, tahini, pickled beets and carrots, avocado and a yummy green spicy sauce on the side 😋🍴👍🏽

We also discover a magical French bakery in Playa Carmen called “The bakery” and devoured this tasty little treat with a cup of fresh hot coffee… a bit pricey, but oh man, when those chocolate cravings come, this place satisfies 🍰🍮🍫☕️

Although I know there are amazing waterfalls and hiking around here, which was actually part of the initial draw to visit, we opted for a more mellow trip of endless surf sessions and hammock lounging.

Last night was our last night here and the sunset was spectacular.

And.

I saw the elusive green flash!!! 🌅✳️😍✳️🌅❤️
Now growing up on the west coast of a country that kisses the Pacific Ocean I have found myself self sitting, waiting, wishing, enjoying more sunsets than I can count- but never have I had the blessing witnessing that elusive green flash…

So yesterday, as we casually wandered to waters edge the sun had already began its decent and, literally as I make it to the sand, the sun already dipped half way below the horizon- and then BOOM. The flash happened- and pure magic- like watching a magician do a trick. The elusive green flash sparked the sky!!!
Im still at this moment dumbstruck.
I was almost starting to believe that it was something people just made up.
But Mother Earth, nature, never fails to impress and of course when I least expected it, once again. Blew my mind✨✳️💥🌎🌅

With so many more delightful things to come, I send out peace and love as you move through your day in what can sometimes become a crazy hectic life. If your afternoon is free, maybe head to the beach and find a few moments of gratitude and solitude, to commune, and connect and smile at the his wild life you get to be a part of🌈❤️

Wandering with love-
All love all the time:)
Your salty and sunkissed mermaid
-Katie 🐚🐙💙