That last week was a bit of a blur and a bunch of the stuff I did that week never made it to the web, so today I was feeling homesick, listening to music from Nicaragua and looking at pictures and I thought it really would be a shame if no one saw these. In no particular order… One of the beautiful folkloric dances that some of the elementary school girls performed at my going away party with the teachers. My original counterpart organized them and they practiced just for the occasion and everything. They looked beautiful and they made me cry. Yes, that is a man in a coconut tree. He was climbing them to pull down coconuts and dead branches with no tools to speak of. He just climbed up there with bare feet and hands. I watched him go up and down about 3 teams. It was impressive. The kids from my host family in the mango tree in front of the house. I miss that crazy bunch of kids. Tereza at my going away party at Caballito’s Mar that last evening. We ate slightly unripe, stolen m...
I am always doing that which I cannot do, in order that I may learn how to do it. - Pablo Picasso