So, here I am, sitting in a co-work space at my dope little hostel, Selina Jaco, overlooking the Pacific Ocean.
The days leading up to my departure were filled with friends and family and friends that are family. I had a going away art show which produced pretty much the exact amount of money that I thought it would, and it’s all thanks to all of my people who support and have always supported, and THAT is so fucking amazing to me! I also got to meet some new faces which I’m always down with. Thank you to all of you who came and gave me your time and your dollars to help me on my journey. I am so in love with all of you, and it still blows me away that I have that kind of support.
Here are a few pics from the show…
Just kidding, I’ve deleted them all. Don’t ask me why. So here are a few pics of art from the show…
The next day was spent with Adam, bee-bopping around town, getting a few last minute things done before my exit.
And thennnnn… had a friends-that-are-family pot luck dinner. This event had me even more amazed and I’m so grateful for every person that was present; an inter-web of Hubbard’s, Van Dora’s and Bosser’s (and a few others) who’ve all adopted me into their large circle of family. These are some of my favorite people on the planet, and are a HUGE part of my success as an artist and a person. I love you guys…
The next morning I flew away at 6:49 am. I have nothing to report about the day of travel except that everything went smoother than I could have ever imagined.
Upon arrival in San Jose, Costa Rica, I exited the airport to a LARGE group of people. 1/3rd of them were singing and playing instruments, 1/3rd were picking up friends or family and the other 1/3rd were asking if I needed a cab. To which I had to reply “No, thank you” about 30 times.
I then took a bus to Jaco, approximately 2 hours West of San Jose. For about the first 30 minutes I felt like I was still in St. Petersburg, Florida. The traffic was different, but not much else. I could see the mountains from a distance but I definitely wasn’t close enough to enjoy them. As we’re driving along, around the half hour mark, all of a sudden the road opens up to these massively beautiful mountain ranges and we are ON THEM, IN THEM, BREATHING THEM! I was so fucking floored, I almost cried. Halfway through the trip I realized my neck was starting to hurt from all of my gawking back and forth.
So we arrive in Jaco, I hop out of the van and onto the steps of my hostel, Selina Jaco, and I’m in looooooooooove! This place is exactly as described on the Hostel World app and beyond what my imagination conjured up. It’s right on the beach, coconut palms everywhere, coconut piles everywhere, a beautiful pool, super friendly staff, and adorned with the most minimal, yet inspiring murals.
I went out and explored the city of Jaco yesterday. It’s a pretty cool place. It’s kind of exactly what I expected, very toursity, except that it has a lot of healthy restaurant options, juice bars and coffee bars. It puts St. Pete to shame as far as its options for clean eating. It’s a little run down compared to our American standards, but I think it gives it charm. I love old shit.
The best part about Jaco is that no one is in a rush here. They’re just living. And they’re happy.
Today’s activities include the start of a mural for Epicentro Civico Por La Paz De Garabito. It’s a community center for children, teen mothers, and immigrants that have fled from other nearby countries due to poverty or crime. It’s pretty refreshing that such a thing exists in a city/country that’s not just focused on helping its own people, but humanity as a whole.
All in all, Costa Rica is beautiful, but I am nowhere near close enough to these mountains. Jaco is a cool place, but I need less party time and more nature time. Once the mural and other various fun art projects are finished in Jaco, I will be moving on to somewhere that I can run a muck through the mountains.
And no, I haven’t seen any exotic birds or monkeys. Maybe today will be the day though, wish me luck.
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Here’s a picture of me Skyping with my grandparents. They’re so cuuuuuuuute!