The Simple Joys of Your Own Mayberry Overseas
Time is a funny thing. Memories of the past glow with a special sentimentality. The best moments shine brighter, but even the mundane take on a peculiar nostalgia.
Time is a funny thing. Memories of the past glow with a special sentimentality. The best moments shine brighter, but even the mundane take on a peculiar nostalgia.
I absolutely love my life in Costa Rica. Living in the lush and verdant Orosi Valley, I have found my perfect retirement paradise. But every silver lining has a cloud here and there, and there are definitely some aspects of my personal paradise that can be trying from time to time.
I have a confession to make: I had an addiction. Or maybe it’s better described as an obsession…or a mania. There was a time when I probably could have stood in a dank room full of the similarly afflicted and said, “Hello, my name is John, and I have too many watches.”
Misty, dream-like cloud forests…Olympian mountaintops with fertile river valleys…miles of pristine, empty beaches… Despite its small size, Costa Rica is one of the most beautiful and biodiverse countries in the world. It has everything a nature lover like me could want.
“It was the best move of my life,” says Michael Harris of his new life in Costa Rica. “I feel like I’m living in technicolor now.” Back in the States, Michael worked as a director for an IT company but was laid off in a corporate take-over.
I was sitting on our cantilevered terrace, listening to birdsong and the river flowing below me. I pondered the 11,000-foot-tall Volcano Irazú in the distance.
“I can’t believe it!” That’s what every one of our friends say when they see where my partner Michael and I live. Instead of the urban sprawl that had engulfed our lives in Dallas, we now live in something that seems more like Shangri-La than the real world.
Having lived in Costa Rica’s Orosi Valley for a year now, leaving our lives behind in Dallas was the best thing my partner and I could have done. I knew it would be years before I could afford to retire in the States but I was ready for an adventure. I didn’t want to wait. So I started searching… We visited Costa Rica numerous times in the three years before we moved here to find what we called our “Goldilocks Place.” The beaches were gorgeous, but too warm for our taste. The jungles were amazing, but too humid for us. The Central Valley was cooler and popular with expats, but just not quite what we were looking for. Then we found our place in the mountains of the Orosi Valley, about 20 miles south of the capital San Jose. It was “just right.”