Costa Rica has a number of different micro-climates. You can live at the beach and have 90 degree weather or climb to higher altitudes to enjoy a cooler climate. Where I live I get to enjoy 75 degrees all year round.
All my windows and doors are open allowing the fresh mountain air to sweep through. It’s a freeing feeling knowing the temperature in the house is the same as outside.
75 degrees does something wonderful to your brain. I think every one of my great childhood memories is wrapped around a 75 degree day: my first leap off the high dive, fire flies and fireworks, climbing trees, and bicycles with banana seats. A 75 degree day makes me remember when Mickey Goldstein was dared to eat Jimmy Zuchowitz’s booger. A feat so heroic, Mickey was quickly elected to represent the 8 to 11 year old demographic at our playground. I think Mickey is now a councilman for the city.
Childhood does not fly by fast to the young. Those Saturdays were long and thoroughly exhausting. It’s adulthood that goes quickly, leaving only a small trail of dust in its wake.
75 degrees has a way of making you remember the good times. And why not remember them as often as possible?