Blogs from Northern Highlands, Nicaragua, Central America Caribbean - page 18

Advertisement


Ah travelblog has been sucking and I finally got on and hopefully this post will, well, post. First of all, I HAVE MAIL! Lovely letters and packages, which I have not yet opened because I am super excited to get home and open all of them! Okay, well, I did open the card from China and from my awesome mbuxton because I really really wanted to see what kind of Chinglish was inside of the Santa and Reindeer card. And here it is: front of card: merry christmas The deep blessing. the silk friendship. the string missing. turns to a gift, keeps in your heart. inside of card: merry christmas. Missing you, in spring´s misty rain Worrrying you, in first summer´s sunny day Blessing you, in autumn´s fallen leaves Thinking you, in winter´s white snow awwww ... read more


WTF? I am sitting in the PCV office in Esteli and was just accosted by Jehovas' Witnesses. He was like, "Do you speak English? We are JW -" and that's where I interrupted him and said, "Yeah, I don't need this." And he was like, "You don't need what? God's love?" At which point I said, "Look, this is an office; I am working, have a nice day," and walked away. But what I WANTED to say was, "YOU ARE WASTING YOUR TIME! GO BACK TO THE STATES!" But I didn't. Because that would be rude. And I'm having a great day and wasn't going to let some proselytizing gringo ruin that. So! I am back in Esteli with my host family after a few glorious days at Playa Roca in Leon. There was lots of ... read more


hi everyone! We have just left Esteli and are now in Managua getting ready for the trip home in the morning. We spent a very interesting 3 days staying in a home up in the mountains of Nicaragua. The people were fantastic as usual but what a way to live. It started with us not wnating to pay $200 US to get to our reserved home call Posada La Perla so we took the chicken bus. It went up and up from essentially sea level to 5,000 feet. We were in an old schol bus made in Missassagua (Blue Bird( AND WE STOPEED EVERY kM. It took almost 2 hrs to climb into the mountains. As it turns out the man we spoke with in Esteli was to be our guide and later we found out ... read more
\new \Years The Burning of Bush
The oven in the main house
Coffee Plantation Experimental


my thoughts are totally disjointed right now, so here goes... a. I am in Estelí with my family here and it is so nice to be back in my big fat fachenta bed in my big clean room without an army of mosquitos swarming outside of a pea-green mosquitero waiting to attack my delicate skin and sweet blood. b. I had roasted awesome pork and rice and salad last night and all I could say was CARNE! VEGETALES! or MEAT! VEGETABLES! Because, while I love rice, and beans, and eggs, and onion and tomatoes, i MISS Moncha´s cooking! c. And on that note, I miss sitting in her kitchen talking to her. I realized last night, as I was enjoying sitting there eating the lovely food and drinking a real fruit refresco, that no one in ... read more


EEEEEK! I GOT MAIL!!! And to think I wasn´t even going to come into Somoto today. Hiked down the mountain to San Lucas to go the Centro de Salud to acquire the aforementioned abate. PS Ben, whoever you are, you rock my world and fish are an awesome idea, but somehow bañaring with fish crap in the water doesn´t seem much more appealing than with mosquito larvas... but they are a good ideeeeea.... Anyway, my plan was just to go get the abate and use the cyber in San Lucas, but - predictably - the cyber wasn´t open. They just tend to be open whenever they wanna be. So I hopped on a microbus to Somoto. Went to the awesome liquado place for my orange and pineapple smoothie and a cup of creamy goodness, otherwise known ... read more


mbaade´s random thoughts It´s the 22nd of December, which means Christmas is in 3 days. But it´s just not Chriiiiiistmas here! I tried explaining this to Angsty Fro, my 13 year old, and to Eyebrows, the 19 year old.... for a better desciption, they´re my ¨sisters¨..... but, somehow, the family here in my site just isn´t ... family. They are totally cool, all of them, but I don´t think of them as MY family like I think about my M---- family in Estelí or at home. I hang out and live and eat with the T----- family and I enjoy all of their company, but they just aren´t faaaamily. At any rate, I was trying to explain to the girls about how it doesn´t feel like Christmas here.... because our house is the only one in ... read more


Yeah, in a pissy mood. Not sure why. Something to do with S leaving back for her site, not getting breakfast, being the only one hauling water for the first 5 trips, not being proficient at washing pants on a 1.5x2 foot concrete slab, having Eyebrows be in such a good mood, Heartbreaker´s silence, and the fact that the aforementioned took my camo hat with him today and I am wearing my comfort BMC 1999 Hell Week shirt from Mel and wanted my goddamn camo Phillies cap to go with it but had to settle for stealing his Che hat. Also, this keyboard sucks. All I wanted to listen to on my hike down the mountain was Eminem and 50. And all I kept thinking all morning was, I wish a mothereffer would. As in, I ... read more


Oh the summer dust here is ridiculous.... but somehow last night I guess it rained a little and now it´s cloudy and the dust has settled and it´s nice. The last two days have been nice having someone here to speak English with and to just walk around with, someone who understands that half of my conversations involve movie quotes and who gets my dark sense of humor and understands the frustrations of being a PCV in Nicaragua. Now we´re in Somoto using the ol´interweb. Had a breakfast of champions of yogurt and chocolate cake on the curb outside while we waited for the interweb to open. Yeah, we were thoooose gringas. A 40 woulda just about made the morning perfect... HOW is it Dec 16? God Christmas just isn´t Christmas when I´m abroad. Speaking of ... read more


Whilst ensconced in Spanish classes in Esteli we stayed with a family on what was a pseudo homestay. Pseudo in the sense that Ivania, the mother of the household, was quietly building her very own little hotel empire. Consequently, we were joined at our digs by two other foreign characters. Kenny, a rather boring fifty plus save-the-world obsessive from Florida (sorry Kenny you’re a nice guy but one more riveting lunch time exchange over tortillas and gallopinto would be one more far too many). And, Joe (Joseph) a rather interestingly mannered lad from Upstate New York who we first had down as an axe murderer but turned out to be quite a fascinating individual. Ivania and company were certainly more than a little removed from our host family in Sabana Grande. Removed mostly in terms of ... read more
Packing up time


It is quite astonishing how incredibly tiring learning a language is. Just as our early days in Sabana Grande were extremely testing as our brains were thrown into a desperate and incessant neurological search for something to associate this new language with so it could be stored for future application. Four hours of Spanish classes every morning for two weeks gave our minds an Olympic workout of epic proportions. CENAC Spanish School in Esteli was the site of this mental bombardment. At the outset we did wonder how much Esteli’s finest Spanish maestros (sorry, that’s a lie as we just picked the cheapest school with some good reviews) could wedge between our ears in two weeks and we were not to be disappointed. One-on-one classes just don’t give you anywhere to hide. Plus if you did ... read more
Looking down over Esteli




Tot: 0.092s; Tpl: 0.006s; cc: 6; qc: 68; dbt: 0.056s; 1; m:domysql w:travelblog (10.17.0.13); sld: 1; ; mem: 1.2mb