Costa Rica Cost of Living Update: One Quart of Knockoff Brand Motor Oil at the Home Improvement Store = $12
When people think of Costa Rica they imagine palm trees, ocean vistas, and hammocks.
Expatriatism promises a simpler lifestyle that doesn’t include a cubicle or constant texts from bosses and coworkers.
After spending a little time back in the United States, it appears that Costa Rica has become the “go to” place for anyone wanting to escape and live as a castaway on some far away beach. Most of these folks seem to fit into one of three groups.
First Group of Runaways: The Criminals
I watched a variety of NCIS shows, and somewhere in the script they inevitably discover that the criminal is planning to board a plane to Costa Rica. Other prime time shows have their character—usually a Wall Street financier— skipping out on his firm and disappearing into the heart of the Osa Peninsula. If any of these TV shows are based in truth, my husband’s crazy security plans must be working. These hooligans have not come to my doorstep as of yet.
Second Group: Political Idealists
I’ve recently learned on Twitter that Rush Limbaugh once stated he would move to Costa Rica if Obamacare passed. Now everyone is asking him to follow through on his promise. I’m not sure why he picked Costa Rica since this country has a socialized healthcare system, but maybe he is searching for a happier life. If that’s the case, he’ll find it here.
Third Group: The Hopeful
Others hope that moving to Costa Rica will change them for the better.”I don’t know whether I should get sober or move to Costa Rica,” one woman wrote on Facebook.
I vote for both, preferably the former first. It’s a bad idea to pack poor habits when relocating to a foreign country. It’s stressful enough getting used to intermittent utilities and avoiding pot holes deep enough to break a tie rod. As for tire rods, ours seem to be holding up. And from what my husband tells me, they should be fine for a while since we can’t start our car. He has been a steadfast optimist since the day we met.
I remember him once saying, “Not only do we have a septic tank issue, we will soon have no water. One problem sort of solves the other, doesn’t it?”
Rob is an unwavering “septic tank half-full” kind of guy, always looking on the bright side when faced with crapper adversity.
What have I learned from this recent visit back to the States? The stressed out want to move here, as does the guy who stole your grandmother’s retirement fund. Political radio personalities have picked this country as their exile when boycotting presidential agendas, while others hope to make better choices and shed their addictions with a change of latitude.
All I can tell you is that I was one of those individuals who was burnt out from the rat race. Maybe that was my addiction as well. It’s easy to become a workaholic. It can sneak up on you disguised as the American Dream. The interesting thing about my journey is that I still have a strong work ethic, however it has taken on a more creative form. What I have discovered is that when I do creative things, work no longer feels like work: I finally feel like I have a life that fits.
If Rush Limbaugh does move here, he’ll be welcomed with the same Costa Rican spirit that I was. He may even become my neighbor. If he sticks to discussing the incredible birds that land on his porch, or his favorite snorkeling spot, he’ll fit right in.