Weekend Cabin: Cahuita, Costa Rica

by steve casimiro on March 2, 2012 · 3 comments

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The last time I was in Cahuita, Costa Rica, on the quiet Caribbean coast, the main street was dirt, town was four blocks by two, and the bar started serving sweating beers at 11 a.m. The swankiest place to stay was a two-story whitewashed cinder block structure with mostly cold water and, if you were lucky, a ceiling fan in your room that worked. It was destroyed in a 7.4 Richter scale earthquake while I was there, but that’s another story. Eastern Costa Rica has recovered nicely over the years, and Cahuita is still relatively small and dusty, but today it’s home to this tropical writer’s retreat.

Called Casa Kike, the shelter is comprised of two roofed parallelograms, the larger of which holds the writer’s 17,000-volume library, the smaller of which hosts the simple, unadorned bedroom. The wings are oriented to catch the prevailing northern sea breeze, with care taken to ensure the library doesn’t shadow the living space. The two are connected by a raised walkway. Cost was approximately $109,000.

Architect: Gianni Botsford

Photos by Christian Richters

Weekend Cabin isn’t necessarily about the weekend, or cabins. It’s about the longing for a sense of place, for shelter set in a landscape…for something that speaks to refuge and distance from the everyday. Nostalgic and wistful, it’s about how people create structure in ways to consider the earth and sky and their place in them. It’s not concerned with ownership or real estate, but what people build to fulfill their dreams of escape. The very time-shortened notion of “weekend” reminds that it’s a temporary respite.

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BJ March 3, 2012 at 12:26

Would love to see a night shot of it. Looks like the interior is lit entirely by bare light bulbs.

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Audrey Wiedemeier March 4, 2012 at 12:07

In 2008 I took a month off to travel in Costa Rica with my best friend. We left with no idea of a plan, but our first night we ended up in Chauita and didn’t leave for a week. The main road through town was still dirt, however the day we planned to move on what when they had started construction on paving it. A small section of road by our hotel had been paved before. We also learned from the town folk that a boy died when he spun out on his mophead. They say it was because it was dark and he didnt know the road had been paved. Still, the memory of the town will never escape me. Nicest people ever.

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Jeff March 4, 2012 at 14:13

I was just in cahuita in april. absolutley, hands down my favorite little secret. can’t wait to return one day and build my own cabin. Thanks for sharing

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