If the howler monkees, the parade of crabs at night, the nightly postcard sunsets, the hammocks on the beach under the palms, the ocean and the surf and the waves that lull you to sleep at night when you hear them from your room, the delicious breakfast with the best yogurt ever, the tranquility, the peace, the sweetest vibe of how a vacation, even life, is supposed to be; if none of this stuff gets your imagination going and your heart growing a little bigger, then maybe don't stay at this sweetest of places. If you don't like a host that is genuine and generous and doing something he loves, which is sharing his bliss for this place with the people who visit, then maybe Don is not your man. But...
If you wanna have the kind of vacation that makes you question why you would ever want to go anywhere else, go here. I read a review before I booked at Casa Cecilia, and it said 'go here, now', and they were right. Do it. You won't ever want to leave.
My sweet woman and I stayed a week, physically, but we are still there, in our souls, lying in hammocks, sipping delicious drinks and staring out into Big Blue. Man oh man, as soon as we got home, we started planning how to get back there as soon as possible. I'm serious; this place is where I spent my most favouritest days in a long time.
As soon as we checked in, Don asked us what we wanted to do, arranged a sailing trip for us with Captain Curt (do this, too), got me a surfboard, and gave me a six-pack of beer. That was in the first ten minutes. Throughout the week, he drove us around to get stuff, arranged an atv for us, tried to get us on a domestic flight so we could stay an extra day, 'cause we didn't wanna leave, recommended the most delectable pizza place that we ordered from twice, chilled with us and, best of all, became a friend. Good luck getting that at some big, fancy-pants resort.
We stayed in the casa for the first few days, which was big and clean and nice, but then we moved to the suite, with the ocean view, and loved it even more. For a couple of days, there were no other guests, and at night we were completely alone, and it was like being at home, if your home was about a hundred times more awesome.
Get a surf lesson from Pia, who's in charge when Don is surfing Cabuya. She's the sweetest, and she also made sure we had some breakfast the morning we left. Ruth, who was the housekeeper, gave us freshly picked mangoes, and was so sweet and nice. she also waitresses at Habanero's, go there and eat, it's delicious, and give her a fat tip. Go to Hermosa Beach, too, it's beautiful.
And do all this, you know why? Because life is short and this is the stuff you remember and you wanna keep doing and you share with the ones that you love and makes you feel full, in your heart. That's why. These guys will help you do that, if you're open to it.
In the words of good old Joseph Campbell- 'Your sacred space is where you can find yourself again and again.'
We'll be going back to find ourselves again, soon.