My oldest brother went to Costa
Rica, without warning, without an invitation.
I forgave him for that minor
lack of consideration. It still hurts sometimes when he so cruelly reminds of
me of the waterfalls and the crushing surfer waves.
It was always meant to be a bro
trip, a yearlong planned vacation with his best friends in search of waves the
coast of Costa Rica had to offer. In retrospect, and now in my rational state
of mind (that comes and goes), it wasn’t really a trip for me.
Yet that didn’t stop me from
striking a deal with him. He would go to Costa Rica, no hard feelings or
resentment for being left out, and he would bring me back pictures for this
post.
So here you have Costa Rica,
through my brother’s eyes.
Photography by: Alejandro García
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