Rip Curl or Rib Girl?

Costa Rica, February 2019

Two months ago, when in Rio, i had an accident during paragliding as went through a very rough landing on my rib cage on a rocky hill which , thank god, did not brake but suffered a major painful injury. Lucky me.

Two days ago, i fell from the surf board after maintaining on a really long left wave and hurt myself again with same effect. Means i can not go back onto board paddling out without screaming and crying of pain. Damn. Tried it twice until had to be dragged out by my teacher‘s leash like a stranded whale. So what do you do on a hot surf spot during high season where everybody surfs and drinks at night when you are on heavy painkillers? You go and work at airconditioned coworking spaces in the jungle or hike towards secret fisherman‘s beaches. 

My super smart ass brother Joseph is coding me a website within minutes i can‘t even follow the typing and page swiping. So here i am finally emerging a business i was planning for a couple of months in order to live the life as a digital nomad, a decade later after the trend had started. Joseph studied internet marketing besides maths and gives me one valuable advice after another. If you have a good idea to proceed it is never too late to jump on a running horse, right? 

It will still take me some time to figure out the legal part of it but all excited to become an entrepreneur and follow the swarm. All my life i seeked for individualism and outstandingness, now i want only to have fun and chill. It‘s the Zeitgeist of my bubble world generation , nothing else. And to have a swollen rib is nothing but normal within a sporty and adventure orientated crowd seeking for the next thrill aswell as nicely shaped booties. 

Go with the flow