
Mary Cropper
Stepping out of my comfort zone is my comfort zone, in some strange way. Being raised between Costa Rica and the United States, I was traveling from a very young age. Once in college, I had the opportunity to live and study in Fiji for nine months, and after I graduated (with a major in International Affairs and a minor in Spanish), I took what I had learned and made my way to Asia. I lived and taught English there for just under two years, using Bangkok as a home base from which to eat, hike, and laugh my way through the rest of Southeast Asia. Trip after trip, I got braver – and my curiosity grew deeper.
Having dedicated my career to tailor-made travel, specializing in Southeast Asia, I happily joined Black Tomato – where this curiosity is at the heart of, well, everything we do. Where every trip I’ve taken has taught me something invaluable that I carry with me in both my personal and professional life, I love to put together experiences that inspire, push boundaries, and create unforgettable memories for our travelers.
When I’m not at work, I love exploring the National Parks on our own doorstep (especially in the southwest), a good game of hearts, indulging in my love for food, and embracing the “pura vida” lifestyle with my family. What a wonderful life.
"The day I spent in their company was a profound privilege"
A closer look at FijiAfter six months living and studying in Fiji, a friend I’d made extended an invitation to visit his family on a neighboring island. But this was no ordinary “come over for dinner!” I was about to be welcomed into an isolated tribe – of only around 40 members – known for their reluctance to accept outsiders. To honor the occasion, my friend suggested I procure a whale’s tooth and kava root from the market in Suva as a customary “thank you” gift to present to the chief; a token of respect.
I vividly remember boarding that small boat bound for the island, and the distant sound of the conch shell that heralded my arrival. Children from the tribe eagerly awaited me on the shore, their faces alight with welcoming smiles.
The tribe’s rich cultural heritage – untouched by Western or modern influences – meant they lived wholly off the land. Their traditional attire was made from woven grass and animal skins, their food sourced from the island’s bounty, and their huts thatched with dried palm leaves, clay, and bamboo. The day I spent in their company was a profound privilege.
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