Monteverde Cloud Forest Reserve, Costa Rica

Monteverde Cloud Forest Reserve

Photos from Monteverde Cloud Forest in Costa Rica.

I’ve established already that “thrill seeking” isn’t exactly part of my vocabulary. So, while everyone else seemed to go to Monteverde, Costa Rica, to zipline or bungee jump, I preferred to keep my feet firmly planted on the ground. (Or, hanging off of a horse.)

So, instead of flying through the trees at top speeds, I chose to take my time, hiking the Cloud Forest Reserve for a good five hours. Half the time, it rained, and the other half the wind blew the raindrop reserves from the trees. I was mostly alone, choosing to go slower, or veer off another direction anytime I saw someone else. I could have probably joined up with someone else I’d met on the bus ride over. But I like hiking alone, taking my time to watch for trickles of sunlight hitting the leaves, having time to think about everything going on in my head.

Monteverde Cloud Forest Reserve in Costa Rica

Monteverde Cloud Forest Reserve in Costa Rica

Monteverde Cloud Forest Reserve in Costa Rica

Monteverde Cloud Forest Reserve in Costa Rica

Monteverde Cloud Forest Reserve in Costa Rica

Monteverde Cloud Forest Reserve in Costa Rica

Monteverde Cloud Forest Reserve in Costa Rica

Monteverde Cloud Forest Reserve in Costa Rica

Monteverde Cloud Forest Reserve in Costa Rica

Monteverde Cloud Forest Reserve in Costa Rica

Monteverde Cloud Forest Reserve in Costa Rica

Monteverde Cloud Forest Reserve in Costa Rica

Monteverde Cloud Forest Reserve in Costa Rica

Monteverde Cloud Forest Reserve in Costa Rica

Monteverde Cloud Forest Reserve in Costa Rica

Monteverde Cloud Forest Reserve in Costa Rica

Monteverde Cloud Forest Reserve in Costa Rica

Monteverde Cloud Forest Reserve in Costa Rica

Monteverde Cloud Forest Reserve in Costa Rica

Monteverde Cloud Forest Reserve in Costa Rica

Monteverde Cloud Forest Reserve in Costa Rica

Hi, I'm Val. I spent most of my 20s in a standstill, unable to pick which path in life I wanted to take. I wanted the nomadic life of a traveler but also wanted the husband, the condo, and the kitten. Unable to decide which life I wanted more, I did nothing. When I turned 30 I’d had enough of putting my life on hold and decided to start “choosing my figs.” So, I quit my job, bought a one-way ticket to Europe, and traveled for three years. Now I'm back in Chicago, decorating my apartment in all the teal, petting my cats, and planning my next adventure.

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