Costa Rica may be a small country—it’s about the size of West Virginia—but it’s incredibly diverse as far as the landscape, climate, lifestyle, and “feel” you’ll experience in its different regions. You’ll find plenty of lush rainforests filled with capuchin monkeys and sloths, and jungle-covered mountains cascading down to the glittering Pacific.
I was a publicist in the entertainment industry back in New York for nearly 30 years. It was hectic, and rewarding, but I was very stressed. On a vacation to Tamarindo, Costa Rica I met a bunch of people from around the world who had swapped busy lives for a more peaceful existence at the beach.
Located in the eastern part of pedestrian-friendly Guanajuato, in the colonial highlands of Mexico, the Café Tal is a center of activity. Young and old—the locals, the travelers, the international students, and the expats—find their way there for good coffee.
The “success” of our lives in America was killing us. My husband Michael and I were tired of living a life where there was just too much order and discipline—and too many adults spoiling the fun.
When I moved to Mexico, one piece of emotional baggage I left behind in the U.S. was worry over the cost of healthcare. In Mexico, I have access to two affordable healthcare systems: public and private. In Mexico’s private healthcare system, costs—pretty much across the board—run 25% to 50% of U.S. costs for comparable services.
Every time I ride the 60-cent bus from my apartment to one of the most beautiful beaches in the world, my breath is taken away. The road that leads to Playa Manuel Antonio holds nothing short of breathtaking views.
Growing up in suburban Vancouver, I always wanted to live in a village. The kind of village where houses fit so snugly together that, if you’re on a hillside overlooking the sea, the adjoining staircases and tongue-and-grooved patios and eaves save you from tumbling headlong to the shore.
When living in Manhattan, Kansas (a.k.a. "The Little Apple"), Tim and Cindi Jared decided they needed to evaluate their lives. Tim took an early retirement but Cindi's was still years away. They needed a way to live a better lifestyle together on Tim's Social Security.
It's difficult to imagine having a better life than the one I am enjoying now. I'm living in the colonial city of Cuenca, high in Ecuador's breathtaking Andes, and earning an income as a freelance photographer.
When my husband Michael reached 57, he decided he wanted to retire by the age of 60. While he loved his job, being the sole IT person for an engineering firm with offices in various locations around the country was stressful.