You know that catchy AF song from the 80’s that goes “Oooh, baby do you know what that’s worth? Oooh heaven is a place on earth” (… apologies in advance for the fact that it’s now stuck in your head for the next 48 hours)? Well, that was playing in my brain for the entire 6 days I spent at The Retreat Costa Rica.
To celebrate the fact that I’d finished Remote Year, and in an attempt to get my post-South America booze-and-red-meat-filled body back on track, my mom and I decided to book a wellness Retreat in Costa Rica. She asked me to do some research and I literally Googled, “Retreat Costa Rica,” and sent her a link to the first thing that came up without even opening the page and asked her what she thought.
Five hours later, I got an email response from her. “Booked it!”
… She hadn’t opened the page either.
In the three months leading up to the trip, we had both *planned* to do more research, but we both just kind of… forgot (don’t @ us — we’ve been busy). So when we showed up at...