What a couple of days I’ve had. I have been robbed twice. I felt like a jackass. I have never been robbed at home nor on any travel experience. It happened once in my hotel room and then the house I had recently purchased, was broken into. Luckily there wasn’t any damage done at the house except for the smashed padlock on the front door, the door was going to be replaced… Read More
There are not too many things that really I miss from back home, not yet at least. At first everything is new. I quickly got used to eating rice and beans and plantains and yucca almost daily. What I have come to miss is good Bourbon (Maker’s Mark), my favorite deodorant (Jãson), tempeh, and a damn good pizza. Every few weeks I get a craving for pizza, but ultimately find myself disappointed…. Read More
My First Quinceañera I watched as family was prepping for a birthday party this evening. What I didn’t know was that tonight I would find myself in the midst of my first Quinceañera. A Quinceañera is a Hispanic tradition of celebrating a girl’s 15th birthday. It’s a rite of passage. A coming of age. After today, she is no longer considered a girl, but a young woman.
The Black Forest Hidden just out of downtown Matagalpa, Nicaragua is beautiful eco-resort called Selva Negra. About two hours from hot and hectic Managua lies a naturally beautiful hideaway. It is more than a resort. It is more than a place to stay for the night. It is well disguised in the cloud forest where adventure, relaxation, and a pleasant detox from the bigger cities awaits. The air is clean, fresh, and crisp…. Read More
My First Border Run My visa was due to expire this week. I had tried to get my visa extended a few different ways here in Nicaragua, nothing worked. In the end, I was forced to make my first border run.
Street Vendors In León, street vendors sell everything from fresh fruit to used clothing to freshly cooked tortillas on the streets and sidewalks. When I first started coming to Nicaragua, I thought, “how convenient”. Even when I first moved to León, I enjoyed walking to the end of the block to buy fresh fruit. Last week I bought six luscious mangoes for C$20 (about $0.65). A dozen bananas run about the same…. Read More
STOP YOUR DAMN WHINING! (I apologize, in advance, for the language I use in this post.) Note: This was an unexpected post. I was so pissed off the I felt that I needed to share a rant.