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Well today began with smiles, but ends with sad faces. It was our last day in Nicaragua and we parted ways with a national treat- Toña beer. Brewed locally and imported nowhere (that I know of). But the morning started with a bang. Remember that awesome organization you read about in an earlier blog post (Bienvenido Madrina Alissa Christopherson)? Well I actually sponsor two friends here and we got to visit with the other one this ...
... to constantly be taking in information, but it’s been exciting and exhilarating as well. For instance, I've began to look forward to the ever-changing scene of my morning walk to work.
I wake up every morning at 5:45am and slowly start getting dressed and ready for work. Believe it or not, the sun is already high in the sky and the roosters and chickens started talking hours ago. My host brother Luis starts school at 7 ...
... then I get the bill.
But back to Granada . . . We couldn't have timed it any more perfectly. The International Poetry Festival was happening while we were there so there was 1) a lot of poetry being read – beautiful even if you couldn't understand the language 2) concerts in the evenings – great fun 3) a parade and lots of yummy things to eat on the streets.
We really enjoyed our time in Granada. Though it is hot, it ...
... and turned him off to it because of her over-excitement and now he's a closet-meditator, trying to do it on his own but not really sure what he's doing. (I wonder how many closet meditators there are out there...) I listened and shared my experience years ago of how I got out of a rut when everything seemed stagnant and dull and unsatisfying in my life. And I didn't try to suggest a meditation class or a stress reduction technique or tell him ...
... s because his mother and then his girlfriend went and died on him?
Anyway, this book has me thinking about bravery.
The other day, Karl and Lila and the boys and I went to the Masaya Volcano. We peered down through the noxious gases trying to see the center of the earth. We couldn’t. Toby threw rocks into the crater until we told him to stop. I noticed another boy doing the same thing, throwing rocks in every time his dad’s ...