Avellanas
The road to Avellanas…. to describe it as bumpy, rough, and dusty would be a huge understatement. But once you arrive…. that torturous drive instantly evaporates into a far distant memory. you find yourself grinning from ear to ear, struck by the simple, fresh beauty of whats in front of you. The long boardwalk through the mangroves that drops you into an endless expanse of pristine beaches, the lush surrounding wilderness, the howler monkeys raging in the trees, the fire red sunsets…. I feel a peaceful sense of “coming home” in Avellanas.
My days in this tiny wonderful town are spent enjoying the camaraderie of dawn and dusk surf sessions with new friends, daily yoga on the white sand beaches, and easy conversations with the locals and expats who live here, who’s individual stories and life experiences have touched my heart, and who’s genuine goodwill and tranquil way of life have left an everlasting impression on me.
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