Wednesday, June 20, 2007

Weekend Update

San Juan del Sur turned out to be everything a hopping beach party town should be. We stayed up late in the night dancing dancing and the next morning we were back on the beach. Returning to Ciudad Sandino was a bit tough as we had to take buses to buses to buses to buses. We were so exhausted and I immediately collapsed into a deep slumber.
Since then life has returned to normal. We are experiencing daily power outages and limited water. And that has become normal.
I am entering into my last month here in Nicaragua and approaching it with mixed feelings. I am really excited to see my family and be close to everyone I love again. My parents have moved out of my childhood home and started a really cool adventure in alpalca ranching, and I am excited to see how that is. My sister and brother-in-law have returned to Saint Louis and have a new house (with a room for me!). I have decided to return to Saint Louis as well, hopefully working in community/urban gardening or education in some capacity. I am, however, sad to be leaving Nicaragua. I know that I will be back at some point (hopefully sooner than later). I have grown to love the Nica lifestyle and am scared to return to the hustle and bustle of the US. I have friends and a family here, and I will miss them as well.
But the time is not yet here for me to say goodbye. I realized last night that I need one more Visa renewal before my departure July 23. I could just go to the immigration office and pay $11, or I could venture outside of Nicaragua and see some more of Central America. Within the next two weeks I plan to go up to Honduras and see some Mayan ruinas, slide over to Guatemala and then come back down through El Salvador. At least, that is what I hope to do.

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Blogger Jorgito said...

Did I mention that my dad is from Rivas? As in, right by San Juan del Sur. I almost died there, once. My buggie board saved my life. I was riding it, and an enormous wave crashed on me, so I was just tumbling and rubmling on the sandfloor, and had no clue which was was up. I had the wind knocked out of me with the blow and was running out of oxygen. The fact that the buggie board was connected to my wrist made me go up and I got to live. I like living.

June 21, 2007 at 2:41 PM  

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