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The last three months have been absolutely nuts. I literally have not had time off since Christmas. It seems everyone wants out of the rat race and are flooding to Costa Rica. I mean who could blame them? Who wants to be up there, in that madness, when you can be down here in paradise? I have had so many clients in my car, it is insane. Somedays, I am juggling two and even three couples; dropping off one, just to race across town to pick up another. If you were watching our websites, you would see everything going UNDER CONTRACT. Between COVID and lockdowns: monster storms with freezing cold weather (hell San Antonio got snowed in): escalating violence and rising stress levels; Cancel culture and the corrupt media; everyone is fed up. Throw in the politics, and you have a negativity stew that is just brewing over. People are flocking to the land of Pura Vida.

Everybody wants to know how to move to  Costa Rica.  It’s amazing.  As soon as they find out I sell real estate in Guanacaste, we are off on a 30 minute conversation.  Costa Rica has such an incredible amount of momentum right now, and so much positive press, that everyone wants to figure out a way to leave the rat race and move to this gorgeous paradise.  But truthfully sometimes I just want to be left alone. 

I was on a plane the other day going to Miami.  I know you will make fun of me but I actually used to fly to Boca Raton every 2 or 3 months so I can get my hair cut from the greatest stylist on the planet, Paul Ferraro.  Heh you don’t stay this good looking with out working at it.  The woman that sat next to me was one of those talkative types, and I just wasn’t in the mood to chat.  I knew from previous experiences that the moment I mentioned Costa Rica she wouldn’t leave me alone, and I was really enjoying a good book.  She asked me right away, “What do you do?”  I make movies I told her.  “Really?  That sounds interesting.  What kind of movies do you make?”  I slowly looked up from the page, smiled and gave her a seductive wink.  “OH!”  She stopped breathing momentarily and then slunk back into her seat, but not before glancing at my crotch.  I was actually going to tell her I made children’s educational films, but her imagination took over before I could finish.  Who am I to ruin a good rumor?  She never said another word to me again and it was the most peaceful flight I have ever had.  I finished the book and actually got a little bit of a nap.