Rincon de la Vieja -1,916m. It has 9 craters and a large number of fumaroles and hot springs on its slopes. The name means “The Old Woman’s Corner”, a reference to a local legend about a girl whose lover was thrown into the crater by her father. She became a recluse living on the mountain, and was credited with powers of healing Costa Rica – 18 March 2018, ***
Arenal -1,670m. This conic volcano has a crater 140 m in diameter. We made it in time for the sunset Costa Rica –15 March2018
Last year, I had such a great time in Hawaï that I considered getting a tattoo; not exactly, a Hawaiian design (too macho), just a tiny one on my inner arm to commemorate this extraordinary trip on my skin…
My wish astonished my husband:
-I have a needle phobia… I dread the medical test I undergo every other year before the renewal of my UAE residency.
– I was against my son getting one when he was a teenager (his wife is happy about that now)
I didn’t leave Hawaï with a body imprint, but I left Mexico with one : it seems the famished mosquitoes broke their fast on my poor body and had a feast on my skin….The significant amount of bites in a certain area made it look like cellulite…. red, painful and itching cellulite
PS: I left Hawaï with an ephemeral “ piece of Hawaï”: I brought as many macadamia nuts as the expiry dates on the packaging allowed, and whenever I felt nostalgic I helped myself to some… their distinctive flavor – the way they’re roasted – was enough to make me feel I was back there…eventually they ran out after a few months… I knew I had a temporary souvenir and enjoyed it while it lasted.
This is for all the good times I enjoyed with my secret lover. Yes, I’m admitting it now, I’ve had one for many many years.
This relationship only brought me extreme happiness and fond memories. I still remember how I used to check furtively the time while helping the children out with their homework. I’d steal a glance at my watch longing for our daily dates then I’d rush quickly – literally running outside – in anticipation of the strong emotions I’d feel whenever I feast my eyes on my lover…and because being one minute late meant I’d be stood up!!
I didn’t mind this zero tolerance stance because of the flexibility I was allowed: my love never missed a date, followed me everywhere even to Lebanon and didn’t mind if I was too busy to show up!
The other thing I enjoyed about my lover: I could be myself; I didn’t have to dress up for our daily date…casual outfit, no salon visit.
How convenient is that!
How did I manage to keep this relationship going on for so long? Honestly it wasn’t arduous despite my lover ‘s dynamic schedule (a fluctuation range of one and a half hour plus or minus ) for I was fortunate we lived conveniently near the Corniche so I cleverly timed my routine jog according to our daily dates.
Our relationship came to an abrupt halt when we relocated to a new house, quite distant from the Corniche…just like that.
For all those waiting for me to reveal the identity of my secret lover, sorry to disappoint, no juicy info: it’s the Sun right before it sets…
Well it must be something really out of this world to be able to compete with my hombre