In the four days I’ve been staying on a farm in rural Costa Rica, the most striking thing has to be the noise. The chorus of insects, the rushing water of the nearby river, the meowing cats and the barking dogs, the chirping birds and the clucking chickens, the raindrops falling on the tin roof above my head — the sheer volume of the world around me is almost overwhelming.
It’s not that I’m not used to noisy surroundings — I live in an apartment in a city, after all, and I’m accustomed to all the sounds of urban life. Isn’t it strange, though, that I find the sound of crickets and toads slightly unsettling yet the sounds of sirens or car horns or arguing neighbors is normal?
Another thing I’ve noticed is the darkness. And boy is it dark here. You’d better not travel very far without a flashlight or a cell phone to guide your way. Just a few weeks ago, back in the U.S., the electricity went out in my neighborhood. But it wasn’t pitch black — even at 11PM, the light pollution made the sky almost purple, much more like dusk than the middle of the night.
When you travel to a place that’s so starkly different than your own, you often notice the subtle differences just as much as, say, the interesting plant life, architecture, or people. I know I do. Costa Rica is a truly beautiful place, from what I’ve seen, and I can’t wait to explore more.
In the next few weeks, look for my posts on my life on the farm, and my travels across the country. If you have any tips or suggestions about where to visit, I’d love to hear about them in the comments — I have another three weeks to explore this incredible place!