I tried once to compliment a friend on her car and told her in perfect Spanish, "Me gusta su coche." She asked me to repeat myself a few times and with gesturing I was able to get the point across. But she still looked at me like I was crazy. What I didn’t know was that "Me gusta su coche" means "I like your cart" in Costa Rica, not "I like your car." I had just insulted her by comparing her car to a grocery cart.
In the U.S. today, almost nobody has saved enough to retire comfortably. But in places overseas, where the cost of living is low and the quality of life is high, even a modest nest egg stretches comfortably. And the best part is: You don't even have to move full-time to benefit...
As International Living's Costa Rica Editor, I can comment on that country. We definitely have beaches here and the weather is warm year-round. So it fits the bill on that score...
Salud! Ching, Ching! These three words are so simple, yet they hold so much meaning. Friendship, happiness, and a lifetime of health—that's what we toast to as we raise our sparkling Catalan cava to the blue sky. A refreshing glass of sparkling wine is just what the doctor ordered to celebrate this sunny day with friends in Sitges.
Head out of San Jose, crest the cloud forest-covered mountains to the west of Costa Rica's capital, and in about two hours you're on the Caribbean coast. Another two hours or so south and you're in the heart of the region. A pretty short ride...but it's like a different world.
I have a pretty standard morning routine. I’m awakened very early by roosters but stay in bed for a while as the sunrise filters into the bedroom. I start the coffee, open the sliding doors, step out to my deck, and look down into the valley below. I usually see hummingbirds buzzing around my flowers, sometimes a blue-crowned mot-mot. Some mornings one of my neighbors, a farmer, has been up even earlier...
“Before we left our home country to come here and start our business, I was caught between the nerves of making such a big move—and the excitement of the adventure we were setting out upon,” explains Leigh Higgins, operator of Feast Thailand Food Tours. Now, one and a half years into the business, Leigh says Read more...: Living an Adventure With a Food Tour Business in Thailand
The year 1980 saw two milestones in our lives: my husband and I stopped eating meat, and we visited Mexico for the first time. Since then, Barry and I have traveled extensively around the country, especially since 2005, when we bought a home in the city of Guanajuato and began going on an annual paseo, visiting a different Mexican state every January. We’ve also traveled to other parts of Central America and to Colombia. As delightful as these other countries are, none are as vegetarian-friendly as Mexico.
Exploring the villages of Le Luberon, France, and beyond, it’s hard to ignore the overwhelming sense that the French have it all figured out. Here is my evidence: In Bonnieux a visit to the Musée de la Boulangerie (Bread Museum), followed by a flawlessly executed warm baguette snack perched on a wall overlooking the valley floor, was the perfect way to start the day.
It's always a bit of a bummer when a vacation comes to an end, even if you live in Paris. I felt this way recently driving back north after spending one fabulous week with my family in sunny Aix-en-Provence in the south of France.