Synchronized percussion dance, essence of jasmine. The touch of Guanacaste leaves, as green as an emerald. Pineapple shines in all its facets. It blooms like a flower in the Cardamom sun. Bergamot foam reaches the border. This is the moment when Vanilla shines. If the benzoin wind takes me away, if the ocean waves turn my heart into patchouli, I'll go back to Tamarindo where the paintings are displayed in the jungle. Among giant spiders and happy lizards, the inspiration takes on a voluptuous aroma.