If you asked me years ago before I started traveling if I could see myself living in an eco-community, I would have laughed in your face. There’s no way I’d see myself there. It would have been way too crunchy, way too granola, way too hippie for me. And yet, here I am. By the time I leave, I will have spent seven weeks (this time)Β living in the jungle of Ometepe Island in Nicaragua. In all of my years traveling, I’ve never  ...