~ “My father basically got bored of living in the West Indies so he came back home to Wales” he said
Last night I hung out at a cool little restaurant bar alongside the ocean here in Manuel Antonio where I met a mid-30ish Welsh guy who is here on holiday.
“I happened to find an unexpected sum of money in my bank account a couple weeks ago so I decided to come to Costa Rica to visit an American friend of mine who is living here” he told me.
If you’re wondering how someone happens to find ‘an unexpected sum of money’ in their bank account…so was I, “Well, let me put it this way” he said, “I am posh“….and according to the Welsh dude, “posh” means he is bloody stinking rich. His father was a big shooter for the West Indies Rum and Spirits Producers Association and was given the job of traveling all over the Caribbean (turn’s out that people in the UK refer to what I know as the Caribbean as ‘the West Indies’) and updating their various distributing companies countries such as Barbados, Jamaica, Bahamas, Trinidad, Tobago, and the Cayman Islands, “He was given more than a hundred million U.S. dollars and had carte blanch as to how much and where he would spend the money in updating their facilities” he said
And my bar mate spent most of his teenage years hanging out in the Caribbean with his father…….yet; both he and his father got bored of their life.
For me, a Midwest coffee house bum….I had a difficult time relating to rich people who got bored of living life in the Caribbean…..what is there to get bored of?
I also have a difficult time relating to someone who gets ‘unexpected sums of money” that simply shows up in his bank account from his parents, his trust fund, and other investments that were passed down to him from his family…….I would think that if that was my ‘lot’ in life I would be eternally thankful and grateful…..but I didn’t really get the vibe that this Welsh Dude really comprehended what a great life he’s been given.
It’s not that the Welsh guy was rude or mean or anything like that….actually he was very friendly. But until I started talking to him at the bar….he was just sitting alone in silence….and the more my friends and I talked with him….the more we all started to agree that he seemed bored with his life.
Perhaps that is something that money does to you; is it possible that too much money can kill your passion or kill your creative drive?
It was a strange experience hanging out with this Welsh guy for a few hours last night. “One of my best friends is very close with Prince William (that would be the Prince William married to Kate) so you could say I’m a bit connected back home” he said. Was he bragging? Perhaps….but having known a few Brit’s from back home I’m always careful not to accuse them of bragging or being arrogant because sometimes I have a difficult time reading their stoic demeanors.
Ultimately….he seemed really bored of life, “I’ve smoked hash in Morocco…….and I’ve captured Cayman’s (a type of alligator) in Nicaragua” he said
—) Perhaps there is a disconnect for some people born into money…..is it possible that being born into money leads to the propensity of not really being grateful for what you have?
—) Is it possible that being born into money disconnects you from poverty, joblessness, homelessness….and all the other economic problems that people all over the world are experiencing every day?
Don’t get me wrong. I’m not trying to bash the rich….and I’m not saying its wrong to go on holiday….not at all. But to find yourself born into a stinking rich family…..yet to be bored with life…..isn’t there something wrong here?
I’m reminded of that saying from Jesus, “It’s easier to get a camel to pass through the eye of a needle than for a rich man to gain the kingdom of heaven“….and there is an even deeper thought than just the spiritual implications of heaven and eternity that Jesus was referring to; perhaps there is simple truth to be found in that saying of Jesus; wealth can lead to emotional, psychological, and spiritual ruin.
Does wealth lead to boredom? I’m not sure…but if this Welsh guy is anything of a model for that idea than the answer would be a very possible ‘yes’. Even he laughed at the irony of his father getting bored of life in the Caribbean and returning to raining cold Wales.
I’m also finding it interesting how much people want to talk and connect with me. Since the first day of my trip I’ve made a point of being very open with the people I talk to that I am on a blogging tour writing about the people I meet…..and yet they are still telling me their stories. Perhaps this is more evidence to support my hypothesis that we are social creatures; we have an innate sense and desire to connect with fellow human beings……….
Could that be why the Welsh guy kept telling me about so much of his life? Because he even though he stinking rich…he still wants to make new friends? Is it possible that no amount of money can ever truly replace the power of being able to connect with a fellow human being?
The coffee here at Café Milagro is incredible….they freshly roast it at their location down the street in Quepos……if you ever have a chance be sure to check them out.
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