So in case you didn’t get the memo, this blog is meant to celebrate life’s important moments. Every single one of them, whether they be grand adventures abroad or simple blissful milestones, like how my two-year-old says the letter W (dubbie, dubbie, if you were wondering). My latest big moment came when I finally hopped a plane, and another plane, and another plane, to Costa Rica—a long overdue trip since one of my very best friends moved to the laid-back surf town of Santa Teresa on the Nicoya Peninsula. He’s been there for the better portion of a decade and for whatever reason I never made it down south. Until now.