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The Honeymoon…

The best part of the Wedding is the Honeymoon. My husband and I decided to go to none other than Costa Rica. I have to say its one of the most friendliness and beautiful countries I have ever visited. The amount of natural beauty in the country along with the hospitality of its people made it the most perfect place for a Honeymoon.

Day 1-Day 4: We flew into San Jose and rented a car. I believe its the best route to go when attempting to see the most in a week. Though I do have to warn you its not for all drivers we did see some accidents and crazy drivers. We drove up to La Fortuna where the Arenal Volcano is located. We spent 4 nights 3 of which were spent at Nayara Springs, a very beautiful resort with the perfect setting for a Honeymoon. While we were there we ventured out and had some amazing meals, went Zip-lining, visited the hanging  bridges, and hiked to a La Fortuna waterfall.  Zip-lining was intense as were the hanging bridges if your afraid of heights like my husband it will scare you.

Day 5-7: Our next adventure was to head to Manuel Antonio to experience more than just the jungle. We wanted to add some beach into the mix. My husband and I were so tied up with the Wedding we only had booked half of our honeymoon. Thanks to it being green season in Costa Rica we were able to call the night before and get a pretty sick looking place in the Manuel Antonio area. I do have to say Nayara was awesome but this place which was called Tulemar was even more breathtaking. We were assigned the bamboo villa to our surprise it is a newly built 3 story villa with a plunge pool all to ourselves. The views of the ocean were amazing. We also could see monkeys, sloths, and all kinds of birds from our villa.  It made it very difficult to leave but I can say it was the honeymoon of a lifetime which I wouldn’t trade for anything else.


Mi Vida As A Katz…

I’m entering a whole new chapter in my life. New last name and a new life alongside my now husband. I recently married the love of my life. We met in college and always had a thing for each other. We tried to disguise it as a friendship for many years but as people say “whats meant to be will always find its way”.  It took us 5 yrs to end up dating but once it began there was nothing tearing us apart.

“Katz” you might guess is my new last name. I still struggle with the idea of changing my last name. I was raised very traditional so I always saw myself taking my husbands last name. My biggest struggle is losing my identity, my last name helps identify me it is the “Smith” of Mexican’s. Throughout my life I’ve ran across many people who had no idea what I am. Are you Asian, Russian, Italian, Middle eastern, Indian, and a list of possible Latin american countries I might be from.

One year I got wished a “Happy New Year” at Subway, I was really confused as it was February. I quickly realized it was Chinese New Year and the person thought I was Chinese.  It got to a point I started to make it a game when I went out. If someone approached me with the question. I’d say “guess” it was actually quite entertaining. For the most part not a lot of people could guest that my background is Mexican. I’m a proud Tex- Mex, so when I’d say my full name people could at least identify me as Hispanic.

Maybe I’m overthinking it but am I the only one who struggles with the idea of changing their last name?