I am back in SF & it's raining. What the fuck? School started though, and I am ready!

I climbed some trees. I surfed big-n-brutal waves. I jumped off a 30ft cliff (two too many times). I b'came known for my "fun-serious circus" & had a hoot sharing. I hunted fish & picked fruit from the trees. I broke my right pinky/hand while flying off the slackline. I let the sun kiss my skin, and embraced the warmth. I feel rather alive!

My last few days in Costa had me curious about my Spiritual Quest. Why is it easier to be at one with my Self in a town like MalPais, than say San Francisco? Is this my bullshit story, b/c deep down I like spending hours upon hours everyday "training" my mind/body in the sunshine? They say "Pura Vida"...I've fallen head over heels for places like this before; Yosemite, Cascades, Mama's Hawaii home.
Yet I long for community, exchange, & usually find myself migrating back towards a city.
Someday I want to have babies in an atmosphere where they are free to play amongst nature's Yard and be multi-culturally educated. I simply gotta figure out with who/when/where...HAHA!!!