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No Artificial Ingredients Indeed




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Back from our family's vacation to Costa Rica, I am left feeling extremely grateful for not only the well-received rest and relaxation with family; I enjoyed exhilarating experiences previously unimaginable.

Costa Rica's ad in this Sunday's New York Times includes the
tagline "No Artificial Ingredients." I'll say. What with monkeys
offering our singular wake-up call swinging limb to limb just
outside our hotel balcony, to iguanas joining us on our walk to
breakfast, to a highly venomous snake slithering right before our eyes on our drive to dinner, to native raccoon-like critters
sharing the bar under the grass-thatched hut where we dined for
most meals...nature called out loud and clear. Everywhere.

We watched the volcano erupt at Arenal and watched with delight
when we saw it played again on the national news that night;
patted the frogs which resident caretaker Valencio sheltered and
raised; glared at the crocodile swimming in the same water where
we white-water rafted; and enthusiastically spread mud on our
faces while we sipped organic coffee at a mountaintop caf. (I
never thought I'd be wearing a volcanic mud mask in the middle of Costa Rica in front of strangers...but then again, I figured I'd never see these people again, either.)

I have to admit: my more frequent attire, when traveling south,
looks a lot more like it leapt out of a Lilly Pulitzer closet. A
couple of loudly colorful capris, coordinating Jack Rogers
shoes, and cute straw bags can usually get me about anywhere in
the summer.

But not in Costa Rica. It was the place for hiking boots, surfer
shorts, and fanny packs. I was totally out of my element.

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genius. All creative people take risks. They live outside of
their comfort zone. They engage in new activities, surround
themselves with different types of people, and deliberately put
themselves into foreign surroundings. They create situations over which they have little or no control over the outcome.

Such was the case with my family on our summer vacation. I was in totally foreign territory. I don't speak Spanish, and my feeble attempts at putting an "el" in front of every word with an "o" behind it (i.e. "el guide-o") were only met with side-splitting laughter by my fluent husband and kids. "Por favor, club soda with lemon" became another mealtime joke.

I also don't hang out in surfer shorts and those tight-fitting
surfer tops. I can't surf. My husband and kids took lessons
everyday while at the beach, but because of my mangled right leg
(car accident twenty-seven years ago), I can't even think about
it. Everybody at the beach in Costa Rica surfs. I was odd-man out there, too. I had no particular affinity for night hiking in the cloud forest, though my husband and sons found that to be one adventure they would not go home without experiencing firsthand. Nor did I desire a night trek beyond the "No Trespassing" signs at the erupting volcano, (can you even imagine what might lurk out there in the dark?) but my husband and sons found that irresistible. When we stopped for lunch at a local "soda" on the side of the road (literally) I announced that I wouldn't eat there for fear of catching malaria. But I was hungry. I ate there. It was good. I didn't catch malaria. But I did get laughed at-once again-by my husband and kids.

We traveled by SUV on paths that could only be described as just
that. To call them roads would be incredible overstatement. Boulder-studded and dirt-lined, they were beyond anything I had ever seen-except when traveling to Panama. Signage was, well,
confusing at best and non-existent at worst. We figured it was
the native's conspiracy against US tourists.

But we're already anxious to go back. Costa Rica's national motto is "pura vida." The pure life. Or "life is good." And when all was said and done, I was very glad to have lived for a couple weeks with no artificial ingredients. No make-up...only volcanic mud on my middle-aged skin. No clothing labels...just cotton t's and baggy shorts. No jewelry..except for the green cat's eye cross-and-beaded-trinket I bought from a native craftswoman on the beach.

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I walked on the most incredible beaches I'd ever seen, rode
horseback through the woods, paddled down white-water rapids, and witnessed the cloud forest from 400 meters above ground level. I came back home sore and exhausted, but exhilarated and happy.

My biggest challenge now is figuring out how to translate all of
Costa Rica's charm-and "pura vida" mantra-into my New England
culture, family life, and schedule. But no artificial ingredients? Now that's a tough one.

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