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Road to Panama

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Exactly one year later, on August 8, 2006, we set the new path toward Central America. This time, the main destination was Panama chosen, but as we had been last year with the thorn stuck unable to visit Corcovado, we decided to spend five days of this trip back to Puerto Jimenez (Costa Rica), our particular paradise .

had been left behind one year demuchísimo work and stress. Things had been, objectively, reasonably well. We many customers, a team of ten consultants working on projects and economic performance acceptable for a business unit created out of nothing.

On the negative side, a work rate increasing, rather than a Director who was engaged to help discourage people who were striving to take things forward and in gneral, the feeling that, deep down, I wanted to be somewhere else and doing other things.

During the year, I was forced to start doing other things outside of work. I bought some skates and went to the park almost every day of the retreat, just five minutes from my house at night. On the basis of practice I get to have an acceptable level, and even people looked at me when passing by a "caper." My friends laughed, because I tried to explain to them how happy I felt when rolling backward heard electronic music with my Ipod. Of course I felt much better than when he signed a new contract.

also going to run enough to get back into shape physics. He did both in Madrid, also in retirement, as he traveled to see my clients. I remember with special pleasure races Beach San Lorenzo in Gijón or Sardinero in Santander. In the first of which also was where for the first time I saw a guy with a traction kite and a skateboard, rolling down the sand. It was a few months until I decided to include this interest on my list, but since then had the bug, and did nothing to find videos on youtube and information on specialized sites. I had to learn to do that and out.

also had quit only a month after returning from Costa Rica. If I wanted to change his life and enjoy a new life, I had to get rid of that yoke, and to feel that the body responded to the desire to do things.

To complete the collection of updates, I sold my car and I bought a mountain bike. Used it for sports and weekends to handle, despite the huge risks involved, and Madrid.

Many around me watched these changes with amused curiosity. Overall, they thought, you still have a conventional life, work and do not hurt anyone if you skate backwards like listening to electronic music. So the alarm has not yet emerged. However I already had almost decided what I wanted. I wanted to leave everything behind. It was not to make the decision before the holidays. Perhaps, I thought, this feeling of longing for freedom and have time to devote myself, have to do with that I am very tired of the whole year. Perhaps holidays make me see things more clearly.

Anyway, I spoke with my director and warned him of my intentions and that after returning, would probably take the decision not to continue with the company.

In this spirit, I made the trip to Panama, watching guides and websites throughout the month of July. This year we would travel by public transport, in order to have more contact with the local population. Still another change would be that we would visit fewer sites and would have more time. We had bought tickets to the August 8th round trip on 31 so it was three weeks, and only we would go Bocas del Toro, a archipielgo in the Caribbean, Guadeloupe, a village at 2000 meters above sea level Volcano Baru, Corcovado (Costa Rica), and, at best, a site more to decide on the fly.

What did we did, was to return to the hotel to book in advance. Moreover, given how tired I was, and spared no expense, especially in the case of Bocas del Toro is looking for a truly luxurious place to relax and enjoy the deserved rest.

Fortunately, in the past year, Central America was popularized as a tourist destination in Spain, and in contrast to the previous year it was impossible to find direct flights, we could now choose between Iberia and Air Madrid ( were still alive at that time). We chose the Iberia flight (about 700 euros) and, although still with a stopover in Miami, we went from more than twenty hours "only" twelve.

The flight was eight in the morning. We levantamos muy pronto con una ilusión tremenda. Ni siquiera hubiese hecho falta ponernos despertador. Mientras desayunabamos en el aeropuerto no nos podíamos creer que había llegado el día. Por fín. Tres semanas de libertad. Otra vez en centroamérica. Además, esta vez, el viaje iba a ser aún más auténtico porque teníamos mas experiencia y habíiamos planeado completar el descanso con muchas actividades físicas. Yo me veía a mí mismo corriendo por en medio de la selva y haciendo kayak de isla en isla.

Nos cogemos de la mano, subimos al enorme 747 de Iberia, buscamos nuestros sitios y nos ready to enjoy every moment of the coming weeks. Here we go and no one can stop us, warning us of a meeting pending, or sign contract. Bye, bye! I promise to always take the phone off!

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Day 13, Back to San Jose

Return to San José alternated with other moments of sadness and smiles knowingly. Sometimes, we looked into his eyes and we started to talk about Puerto Jimenez (our favorite), thinking we'd like to stay at least a few more days.

But the next day we had to take a plane (martin air), with stops in Miami and Amsterdam and Madrid final destination. More than twenty hours by plane. A real beating.

To get to San Jose before nightfall, we left pretty early. We were far away, more than two hundred fifty kilometers, so suited to hurry. The first leg of the trip we visited the Nicoya Peninsula. Crossing so in Costa Rica called dry forest. Compared with Spain, the landscape is quite green. But it is true that there is much humendad and, despite being all covered with vegetation, this is not so lush.

At the end of the peninsula is crossed by a huge metal bridge, to the region of Puntarenas. From there we return to the perennial American road, real backbone of the country.

spent hours listening to the beat of whales and raegueton in the car. Almost until he had caught a taste and, since the early days of the trip, and had not returned to using my brand new Ipod and portable speakers. Electronic music does not fit well with Central America.

The only remarkable story and, indeed, bad enough, we had a "chop" with another driver (Porsche Cayenne) that was spent, not to throw us very well why the lights, and after pitarnos ahead, get ahead and stop. At the end I stood on one side of the shoulder, but saw me and did the same. Saima Neither the car, but when I turned to start, he returned to block us. At the end we came across in one direction and he took us, fortunately another.

The only "problem" that we had throughout the trip, we had found us a driver of a Porsche. How ironic. When many people think that the danger can come from people who have nothing, while it seems that education and civic behavior is the property of wealthy nations. Well of course neither one is safe, nor the other is true. Costa Rica certainly has not seemed a poor country. It is not. You can not compare copn Europe, but their environment is the most prosperous and, although they are familar modest, extreme poverty is virtually nonexistent.

People live reasonably well and tourism is assuming a very important source of income. Moreover, even if they are committing abuses in its development, in general there is a fairly strong awareness of the need to establish a model of sustainable development. Is the country in the world with the highest percentage of protected land. Citizens are absolutely scrupulous in not littering and try to keep the country as clean as possible (contrary to what we saw a year later in Panama).

Traveling Costa Rica is comfortable (except for the bad roads) and insurance. Pairs where peers have a beer, eat or just rest a while, people are friendly and cariñoza. Especially with the English. The food is not wonderful, but I remember some ceviche (my favorite Latin American dish) delightfully fresh.

When we were about 70 kilometers from San José, and still day, we have a new experience "Policy." A jam. As always we had circulated in remote areas to the capital, we believed that this is not possible. But there we were. Caught in a huge tail that lasted for the next forty miles. More than two hours it took to enter the city. Costi we find the hotel, which was on the outskirts near the airport.

I was dead on both drive. Although it was late, I noticed a dip in the pool to relax muscles. We believe in lowering the center, ruling it worse at the end. dinner relax in the hotel and went to bed early. Seguíams having the same feeling. on the one hand Staba happy everything we had seen and felt, but on the other, we had the pain of having to leave so soon. Tomorrow will be met two weeks since we arrived. We think we could have spent two weeks in Puerto Jimenez abura perfectamenteme without even a moment.

To encourage us promos to ourselves that we will return soon. Because of my knee injury, could not make progress in Corcovado National Park, and that is something that should be worth doing. The trouble is that, like all "good" trajador, have to endure twelve months of hard labor, but enjoy a few days. It makes little sense, but it is. Is not it?.

We fell asleep listening to the sound of the jungle. In Costa Rica, including the capital kilómeros few can enjoy the soothing symphony composed by howler monkeys and birds of all kinds. tomorrow we just return the car and take the plane, so we practically dismissed from Cosa Rica. See you soon. We'll meet again.

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Days 11 and 12 Sol, Playa Tamarindo and love.

For that we are going to cheat, our core business the next two days in Playa Tamarindo were, quietly take the sun, swim, give kisses and us romantic videos, those of you never thought to do (what a corny!), but one day he finds himself happy to be the protagonist and one of them.

Viewed in the distance, I have the temptation to say that I wish we had not done (it hurts to see any of them), but then, instantly, I say that is nonsense, and it is good to remember the moments of happiness that you had.

also found a superb restaurant on the beach where prepared, but priced a bit high, great salads and tuna shashimi. We pasamo there for lunch and dinner both days.

Nearby, there were some beaches that are supposed, were among the best in Central America. Highlighted a named Playa Conchal, that instead of sand, which forms the beach are millions of tiny shells of all crustaceans. However, although I feel a little ashamed to say (what a pair of adventurous!), We were not any. We were told that the roads leading to them were hard, and I was too tired to drive.

Those two days, we toured the village, went to the beach and went to have a drink at the trendy bar in town. All of all "relax." Compared to the rest, Playa Tamarindo, is a fairly tourism operators. There are many souvenir shops, clothing, a luxury hotel, restaurants and even bars for tourists, surfers and most Americans.

hurried forward to those days with a total of rest. We knew that the return of these very short holiday we expected, the stress, the days of twelve hours, constant travel by plane to get to meetings, presentations, signings, etc ... Not that I liked my job (he spent Rachel and the same) but the level of demand and pressure was so high that rather than a job, had become a slave. Even when it was assumed you were having success, things did not improve but just the opposite. Dying of success they say ... Well yes, that's what I felt at that time. And he was sure that if he continued the same way each time would be more difficult to release.

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rental, although short, we had actually served to disconnect from "real" world. Indeed, had found its way into our minds the idea that this happiness, enjoy walk barefoot on the sand, travel, learn new things, atardareces view while listening to the sound of jungle life should be normal, and not the other. We knew we had to go back, of course. but when we looked into his eyes, the two understood that something had happened inside of us on that trip. really had the urge to stay. drop everything and move on. We did not, but we noted in our agenda and begin to prepare our "escape."

A year and a couple of months later, after another trip to Panama, I left the job. In the following months, I bought some skates and a bike, I sold my hitherto beloved car. Soon I began with kites, climbing. Resume my reading habits and, ultimately, I began to prioritize the things I liked doing to me compared to my supposedly "brilliant career." In addition, little by little, I began to replace some of the traditional values, in which I was educated and where there were believed by others. Every time I cared less what the "people" (etendido as social pressure) thinking. The money or the possession of things (house, car, permanent contract) came to seem completely unnecessary things. However, being able to fulfill some dreams, they seemed to me a goal worth striving.

have time. Time do things you enjoy doing. That's what I needed. Time and energy to, first, imagine dreams and, secondly, to carry them out. Rachel and I looked at each and we understood. We had been so happy these nearly two weeks, we hardly thought possible.

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Day 10: Playa Coco

To finish the trip (we only had four days), we decided to choose a beach resort on the Nicoya Peninsula. This area is a bit more tourists than the rest, but is supposed to ditch the best white sand beaches.

ls Among many options, we chose Playa Coco, for the first two days, and Tamarindo, for the last two. As our destination was far away, about 150 kilometers ticos, early morning breakfast and we start running quickly.

The journey by road takes pretty good, but heavy traffic of trucks. I am starting to get tired of driving almost every day from one place to another. If we were to make the trip, perhaps otherwise arise with more pauses.

Surprisingly it took just over two hours and not twelve when we enter the hotel. The room okay, but not nearly reach the level of the past. However, the hotel has a small pool that I do is look, fill in the forms mietras reception because the heat is infernal.

Leaving things in the room h we take a bath. Then, as we, in swimsuit and cholas, we went to the beach. The disappointment is tremendous. It is ugly, and actually has white sand, but is very dirty. There are piles of trash accumulated along the sand. Also in the middle of the beach is a mouth of a small river and drag so much land, which, along with water, but sand, which is mud treads. We give a approximately an hour ride, if at either end the best thing, but it is not. Turn to the people and handle food in a bar overlooking the beach.

The imeriales with ice and a shrimp ceviche us to recover the spirit. We decided to spend the afternoon at the pool (do not feel like driving to another beach) and tomorrow we'll go to Tamarindo. In the account will note that this area is tourism. The prices almost double those of the sites that have been in recent days, and at least triple those of Puerto Jimenez.

The evening was spent bathing and reading. My two guides (the Lonely Planet and Audi) are so paws and reread it seem much older than they really are. The hotel has a small casino that makes him look a bit decadent. There are some older tourists who travel alone and life is stuck sitting in front of a roulette or any other game. The waitresses / croupiers endure with his leering smile.

Thinking a bit about it, we realize that we have met very few Ticos. The conclusion we draw is that, traveling with my car, there are few opportunities, and decided that next year there where we go, we will in Trasnporte public.

In the evening we dined at the restaurant. We do not want to play at all clear, but decided to have a drink on the other hand are extremely cheap. probably a estartegia so that once animated by the spirit, let yourself go in the game. With us it does not work. We ask for a drink after another and we ended up pretty drunk, but instead of the game, gives us other things. We left tambalenates. He barely reached the room.

The next morning we discovered that the keys in the door from the outside. And nobody came to get our attention, although we were not more discreet clients. A success.

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200

is hard to write something about the post 200 in a day's hangover. Last night, as usual in recent times, I lie after work with some colleagues of "training." Then I met with the English of my team, and finally, as he had not metiese me at home, with Jose, Simmone and a Belgian to whom I gave a lot of the plate. Conclusion. Drunkenness. Lucky Stop at the corner to buy a "megextrasupercheeseburger" night of strange dreams.

I have little headache, which is very important since account that I ran out of paracetamol, and do not know where the hell is the nearest pharmacy. I put music from Johann Johannsonn (IBM 1401 A User's Manual), a genius, I prepared a coffee and be in the "manner" appropriate to write something about these last 100 new post.

Comets, travel, broken collarbone, life in Holland, perfect moments on a bike, any downturn in mood, life projects, job search, electronic music sessions the Havana Room in the Getaway, views received, Christmas in Spain. Nearly fifty post on India. Even me, I am the author, I lack the courage to re-read it to me and correct. Besides, I have bittersweet memories when I think of India. Hard to explain, much less publicly. Reviewing the post are the issues that have occupied the last months of my life.

In that time I met many people, in addition to strengthening the relationship with Indha, Ashley, Veli, Marja, Sergio, and the English, especially with David and Jose (a Simmone and the story as English). The training became very good friends the two Italian (Giuliana and Rita), Israel, Erwan (French) and myself. At work are a lot, so I will not name them, but I have welcomed. Of India travel to retain the friendship of Marko, Kim and Babette (although the latter is impsible have it more than five minutes in front of a computer chatting). Also Akiko and Hiromi (who, incidentally, I owe you a mail). To this list we could add many new acquaintances. Can not be counted as friends, but as people with whom I spent pleasant moments.

Obviously n life is a race or meet new people, but something is happening to me at this stage of pseudouniversitario I'm wearing and I think that brings me things.

course nothing is perfect. I miss some things he had before, and above all, to anyone. There are things I want for my future and I have not yet. But .... So it is not bad. Having goals helps you make life more interesting. Insatisfccion some moves. Although, of course, if you take it to extremes, does not let you enjoy what you have, are or feel.

the moment, and waiting to find the balance, I'll stick with regressive therapy I'm doing lately. I'll try to find some answers looking more inward than outward. So get ready for boring posts talking about past trips or meaningless thoughts. Some tell of Amsterdam, of course, but now with I'm not finding much work time to post, so in these issues will be brief. Well. A for another 100!