The Princess Bed I Always Wanted
The farming community was established a couple decades ago, during the height of the Sandanista government and ensuing opposition in the early 1980´s. Then the village was attacked by the Contra forces in ´84. There is a very dramatic story associated with that day. The anniversary is New Year´s Eve, and I think I´ll plan to be there then to experience the memorial.
This is my bed. Yeah, there´s a mosquito net. It´s actually pretty uncomfortable to use. You can see that while it is suspended above the bed, it would hang on your head and toes, which is mildly annoying. I´ve probably used it about 1/4 of the time.
That is about the extent of ¨comforts¨in Lagartillo. There are no phones, TVs, or plumbing. This means I haven´t had a hot shower since I left the States! Here in Nicaragua, there´s a bucket full of cold water, and a small pail. It does the trick.
Since there is no plumbing, there are of course outhouses. Here´s the one I stumble to each night. It get´s dark at around 6PM, and I ran out of batteries for my flashlight with a week before I could buy more. Candles work, but…
It turns out I´ve studied most of the grammar in Spanish..that is I´ve seen all the forms and tenses. So I just need to practice speaking as much as possible. I´m getting to do that by spending morning in the local school. Not teaching English, but teaching… in Spanish actually. I´m surprising myself every day. THen in the afternoos is my ¨class time¨which recently has mostly consisted of chatting with my teacher for 3-4 hours about topics ranging from NCLB, to the election, to Korean. He let´s me talk a lot about Korea and Korean.. which is good because I know a fair amount about those topcis, and it is always encouraging to talk about things you know well. Next week I´m planning to work my way towards Costa Rica and Panama, with the goal of seeing the canal.
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