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The Journey of Blue

After several hours on the road, we reach Río Celeste, on the slopes of Tenorio Volcano. We protect ourselves from the downpour with plastic rain ponchos sold by some boys at the park entrance. The rain stirs up a smell of sulphur and wet tropics that fills the air....

Widening the world again

I’m standing in line at a supermarket in San José. In front of me, a woman is pushing a cart with a massive box inside: a television. When it’s her turn to pay, she smiles and says to the cashier: “It’s great that Black Friday now lasts all of November.” As she walks...

In Praise of Resistance

I walk with Fernando and Jessica through the halls of the Federated College of Engineers and Architects of Costa Rica, in Curridabat. We arrive at a small central courtyard where a luminary shines, intact. It is an object that shows the refinement of another century....

We´re all carbon on the move

I’m returning from the Irazú volcano when I see a dark-headed vulture gliding over a field. Curious about what drew it there, I pull the car over to the roadside. In the sky, other vultures trace slow circles. Through my binoculars I see that their heads aren’t black,...

In praise of weeping

My mom arrived early, as always. Dressed in black, she walked through the doors of the funeral home, searched around but found no one she knew. Don Enrique, a very dear co-worker who worked as a mechanic, had died, and grief was rising in his throat. He sat among...

The invisible mountain range

I sit in front of my computer, ready to write. I have decided to travel to Uvita, in the South Pacific, without packing suitcases, hat or sunscreen. I close my eyes and let the memories of a trip I took a few years ago with the family settle in, when we walked on the...