Standing on the roadside, we see a wooden sign. It reads: Tipi Jungla. A painted arrow directs us up a rubble track.
We came to Costa Rica by chance. Open to house sitting anywhere in the world, Luke and I were fortunate enough to find a temporary home in the mountains overlooking San José. We don’t have much – a close to empty bank account, a backpack each, and just a couple of ideas between us. After 10 days […]
All we’ve got is a one-way ticket to Costa Rica, a house-sit lined up for the first few months, and a lot of ideas. It’s our first time travelling indefinitely. By indefinite travel, I mean travel which is open-ended, which continues until something either goes wrong – whether that’s running out of money, being kicked […]