I cannot decide whether it is merely luck or a subconscious design on my part, but every region I have visited in the past two years (granted, it hasn’t been that many) produces some fantastic coffee. As a result, besides stamps or art, the souvenirs I have chosen have been bags of coffee beans. Obviously, I can’t keep them forever, so they might not be an ideal souvenir from that perspective. However, they do make a nice treat for me.
This morning, I decided to make myself some coffee from my latest trip to Costa Rica. I haven’t been back for that long, but looking at the photographs, seeing the group posts on Whatsapp, and seeing some fantastic pictures on Instagram again made me feel nostalgic. The only solution was to brew up a cup or three.