How Surfing Showed Me the Beauty of Less

3 Years ago, I packed myself and decided to go on a one-way ticket to costa rica. It took me some time to adjust myself to be in the tropics for the first time and realized how powerful nature is, i combined it with solo traveling with not actually realized the meaning of it. i kept going on my journey, and made it to a small surf town named playa venao - first. time i truly fullfiled my dream and foucsed on learning how to surf.

Somewhere between the paddling, the wipeouts, and the moments of pure glide, I started to understand that surfing wasn’t just about the sport – it was about patience, presence, and letting go. And little by little, the ocean taught me a new way to live.