How to Disappear for a Week

At six in the morning of the 10th, following a heroic display of how not to pack that lasted until three in the morning, I went out to LaGuardia for a Costa Rica-by-way-of-Charlotte-bound flight. For the following week I traveled with Ginna to San Jose, Costa Rica; Isla Ometepe, Nicaragua; and Monteverde, Costa Rica.

I will leave its narration to more capable hands. Instead, here is a series of images, not necessarily in chronological order. It is a linear collage of sorts, which is how I remember the week.