I have this dream to travel the world’s five blue zones where people live longer and healthier lives and more purposeful lives.
My fascination with the Blue Zones began when my parents gave me a cookbook one Christmas. I was immediately captivated by the lifestyle, the sense of community, and the idea that longevity isn’t just about diet or exercise, but about how we live every day.
When I moved to Miami, a friend asked me what my goals were. Without hesitation, I said, “I want to travel to the Blue Zones.” I was so inspired by Dan Buettner’s work that it became something I couldn’t stop thinking about, not just for my own growth, but so I could one day help others live better, too.
I dedicated myself to researching more about the Blue Zones and defining clear goals for my project and how I could tie this journey to my own skills and background in nutrition and exercise. One of my primary objectives was to interview at least one person over the age of 90 to understand how people live to 100. I crafted interview questions that covered all aspects of life that are relevant to longevity such as diet, sleep, social connections, daily thought processes, things they look forward to, and their sense of purpose. This allowed me to gather insights into their daily routines, habits, and beliefs that might contribute to their exceptional lifespan.
Additionally, I delved into studying the history, geography, nutrition, and traditional foods, to build a strong foundation before my visit. I familiarized myself with the local customs, traditions, and values to ensure a respectful and culturally sensitive approach during my interviews. Furthermore, I aimed to engage with the local community in Nicoya to gain insights into their way of life and foster meaningful connections. Reflecting on my research methodology and remaining open to unexpected discoveries were also crucial aspects of my approach.
By combining thorough research, well-crafted interview questions, and a respectful approach to cultural understanding, I was prepared to delve into the fascinating world of the Blue Zones and learn from the experiences of those who have achieved remarkable longevity.
In the summer, I embarked on a trip to my first Blue Zone, Nicoya, Costa Rica. I was filled with anticipation as we flew over the rugged terrain. The mountains pierced the clouds, while sparkling blue water was shining below leaving me mesmerized. As the flight attendant’s voice broke through my awe, signaling our descent, I eagerly fastened my seatbelt, ready to embrace the unknown that awaited me.
Touching down in Nicoya our journey to Tamarindo unfolded like a movie scene that could be in the documentary “Planet Earth.” The landscape was adorned with green trees and rolling hills, where cattle grazed leisurely. The golden sun beamed down casting a glow on the landscape as well as blinding us through our windshield forcing us to put down our sun visors in our old gray Toyota that we rented.
Looking out the window, modest, multicolored homes dotted the countryside, with people of all ages leisurely strolling or cycling, carrying small backpacks or string bags like the ones that I used to bring with me to my soccer games containing just the essentials. I couldn’t help but notice a lady standing outside her bright yellow house with faded red shutters, sitting on a worn-out couch that was too big for her porch gazing gratefully as the sun began its descent. Children played soccer on green fields only to have the ball run through the ratty broken nets. I noticed one older woman carrying a fan slung over her shoulder like a soldier would carry a wounded man back to safety. I watched the cyclist with the red bike, determination written all over his face as he conquered the steep, winding hill, that I couldn’t help but feel inspired by. In that moment, surrounded by the beauty of Costa Rica, I knew this journey was going to be extraordinary.
Upon arrival to Tamarindo a small surfer and yoga town, drinking what was left of the refreshing coconut juice we bought from a local fruit stand. Settling in our villa, we decided to head into the heart of Nicoya that was located close to two hours away.
We went to the heart of Nicoya and noticed the beautiful Church of San Blas in the center of the town. The Church of San Blas a white colored simple building in the center of the park and is one of the oldest churches in Costa Rica dating back to 1544. The white church bathed in the sun, a beacon of serenity amidst the lively town. Guided by a middle-aged man wearing a bright orange vest over a hot pink shirt, his smile infectious despite a few missing teeth, we entered the church. The pews soon filled with people of all ages, their faces calm with a quiet joy. The twittering of birds outside seemed to echo their contentment, as if nature itself joined in the harmony of the moment.
The old church bells rang, reminiscent of scenes from the movie “The Hunchback of Notre Dame” were rung by the same man who had welcomed us. Returning his wave with a smile, I marveled at the simple yet profound happiness he found in fulfilling his duty.
As the community knelt on the worn cobblestone floors, a sense of tranquility settled over the space. Each newcomer offered a soft smile and a gentle “Hola,” their presence a testament to the unity of the community. In that moment, in the ancient beauty of Nicoya, I couldn’t help but reflect on the contrast to the space of life in Miami. Here, in this peaceful haven, selflessness and community, offering a glimpse into a world where fulfillment was found not in material pursuits, but in the simple acts of connection and service.
I observed the service and welcomed everyone that came in. Everyone took me in as part of their community and I felt very comfortable being there. I noticed an elderly couple that aged beautifully and still seemed very healthy. It was such a wonderful experience seeing the community come together and unite in service.
After the service, we drove back to our accommodation and I was excited to see where this journey took me. The sun was setting, shades of pink, blue, and orange over the dense green mountains. As I drove through the winding roads, I found myself completely immersed in nature and the simplicity of life. It was one of the most breathtaking drives I’ve ever taken. As Leonardo da Vinci once said, “Human subtlety will never devise an invention more beautiful, more simple, or more direct than does nature because in her inventions, nothing is lacking, and nothing is superfluous.”
I felt deeply grateful to be traveling through a Blue Zone, knowing in my heart that this journey was going to be something truly special.
