Friday, November 29, 2013

Thanksgiving!!!

15 and a half things I’m thankful for this Thanksgiving:

1) I have a job that keeps my life semi-interesting.  I’ve done everything from help my brother harvest bananas in a forest on a mountainside to dance with the tortilla lady at a community meeting for a free notebook.

2) My years of watching the Discovery Channel are finally coming in handy.  Whether it’s about the leaf cutter ants in my backyard, remembering the episode about things living on bananas when people cut them down and for some reason still deciding to carry them up on my shoulder without checking them (I’m thankful I only got bit by one of the army ants), or knowing things about the Howler Monkeys I hear when I wake up. 

3) Pan dulce (sweet bread).  I’ve gone from just eating wheat bread in the States to only eating white breads coated and filled with sugar here.  It’s great! 

4) Telenovelas.  You really have to appreciate quality acting when you see it.  Plus I’m finally starting to figure out the plot of one of them!

5) My mosquito net.  It’s the cocoon that saves me from the things that creep, crawl, and bite at night.

6) I haven’t had a parasite or bacterial infection in a month and a half! I know this will probably jinx it, but I’m just happy it’s lasted this long!

7) The draft that results from the small gaps between the wood planks that compose the walls to my room allow for good ventilation.

8) I am able to hear the 70s and 80s songs that are regularly on the radio, being played in the busses, or on people’s phone speakers.  I heard the song “Funky Town” three times in the past two days.  Most of the songs here are in Spanish, but the market for bad 70s-90s love songs is through the roof.  It’s pretty great when a real masculine guys starts playing the Titanic song.

9) I get cold when it hits 70 degrees with a light breeze

10) I found a bug that looked like a bean in my rice and beans the other morning.  As long as I don’t know I’m eating it, it looks like I found a way to supplement my diet with more protein!

11) My Malaria medicine can give me some pretty awesome vivid dreams. 

12) I’ll hopefully be using a flushing toilet and will be showering with warm water (or anything more than an oil barrel filled with water and a bowl to pour with in the backyard) tonight in my hostel!

13) I didn’t ‘have’ to run the Thanksgiving morning 5k after eating a bunch of deep-dish pizza the night before.  Every year it seemed like such a good idea…who can say no to Giordano’s? 

14) I didn’t have to watch my dad win the LVP (Least Valuable Player) award yet again at our annual “Toilet Bowl” Thanksgiving football game.  It’s about time he lets someone else win it!

15) My annual goal of not listening to Christmas carols before Thanksgiving was much easier without having the “Holiday Lite” starting carols the day after Halloween.   


The Half) The half is actually the longest one!  But seriously, I still missed home this week.  I have more traditions surrounding Thanksgiving than any other holiday, and it’s been hard to miss all of them.  This will be the first year since 1998 that I haven’t gone out for food at Bill’s Hotdogs with my Dad and brother the day before Thanksgiving, the first year since I was 12 that I haven’t gone out to breakfast at P.J. Klem’s and then played in the Toilet Bowl on Thanksgiving morning, and many others.  That being said, I am starting to feel more and more comfortable in my town here, and also have a good group of PC volunteer friends as well.  I know this is super cheesy, but I’ll end by saying that I’m thankful for all my family and friends that I’ve been able to keep in touch with at home.  I’m also thankful for my family and friends here in Nicaragua.  There are definitely days that are harder than others, but they are really making this feel more like I place that I can learn to call home for 2 years. 


Saturday, November 16, 2013

So I took a bath in a river....

The last two weeks in my new site have been pretty interesting.  It’s had its ups and downs, which I’m sure will continue throughout the rest of my service.  I have, however, done a lot of really cool things.  Rather than bore you with all the details, I just want to say one serious thing, then I’ll get on to my normal bullet points go over some highlights to add to last week’s post. 
            Living in a small Central American mountain community has been a pretty humbling experience, and I’ve only been here for two weeks.  Before joining Peace Corps, I had many preconceptions of poverty and pretty much thought that anyone who lived in “shacks” must be miserable and live with a sort of resentment towards others.  While this may sometimes be the case, I have yet to encounter this in my town.  My host brother (Reynaldo) has been taking me around town to introduce me to family friends and other people to help with my integration.  Many of these community members live in what I would have previously referred to as “shacks”.  Wood siding with large gaps in between, tin roofs, poor lighting, small, and often black plastic filling in some gaps.  Not exactly waterproof, and often containing a TV.  Already I have come to realize that these are not shacks, not houses, but homes.  Everyone Reynaldo introduced me to has welcomed me into their homes and have been incredibly friendly, giving, funny, and overall proud to be a Nicaraguan and live where they do.  And they have every right to be proud.  Their community is incredibly beautiful, there is sense of community, they have persevered through some pretty hard times (in the 70’s and 80’s especially), etc.  I’m going to stop myself before I get all preachy, but I just wanted to say that not everything is black and white.  Alright, now to the bullet points…

Things I find myself saying around the house (translated into English):
  • Well the pig’s in the house again….
  •  GOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLLL!!! (got to love living room fútbol).
  • That has too much sugar (ha, who am I kidding, I’ll never say that).
  •  I’m headed to the bus stop boulder to send a text
  • Sure, I’d love to color/play with you
  • I’m too tired to play with you
  •  Yeah…. I don’t know that word in Spanish
  •  Looks like it’s going to rain again…
  • I love the climate/ it’s beautiful here
  • It’s cold! (meaning it’s about 70 degrees)
  •  Well that’s an interesting bug…?


Things I’ve done or do here that I probably wouldn’t be doing in the states:
  •       Go on sunrise runs on a dirt/mud mountain road
  •           Bathe/wash my clothes in the river when we don’t have water for 3 days (actually a pretty interesting experience)




  •        Douse myself in bug spray every time I have to use the latrine
  •      Drink coffee with community members in their homes even further up the mountain (or drinking coffee at all for that matter)
  •     Start an organic garden in my backyard (in November none the less)
  •     Pick a coffee bean in my backyard
  •         Take old school buses down a muddy mountain road for half an hour one way to use the internet (it’s such a beautiful drive)
  •     Eat an average of 4-5 homemade corn tortillas and my weight in rice and beans daily (I have actually gotten to the point of craving them)
  •      Drink pure orange juice from oranges that I helped pick in the backyard five minutes beforehand
  •      Regularly go to bed before 9pm
  •      Watch a Russian war movie subtitled in Spanish with a Nicaraguan Army veteran from the contra war.
  •     Learning another language….well at least trying to.

Thursday, November 7, 2013

First days in site

            Well, I’ve been at my new site for a few days, and it’s already been quite an interesting experience.  I’ve been observing classes at one of my schools, went on an awesome 3-hour hike with my host brother in the mountains around my town, and more!  I haven’t really been able to go out on my own yet, and won’t be able to for at least the next month or so.   That aspect has been a bit difficult to get used to, but I’ve definitely been getting a lot of reading in, and have also been practicing my Spanish a lot (my site is relatively safe, but my family just doesn’t want me walking around before I know everyone for security reasons).  I haven’t been bringing my camera around to avoid looking like a typical gringo tourist and because I really don’t want to have anything stolen from me my first week in site.  If I had my camera on that 3 hour hike it would have likely lasted at least another hour, and this blog post would be all pictures.  No words can express how beautiful the hike was, so I’ll try and keep its description short
            We started off on the main road, and hiked up to the pine tree reserve (yes, there are plenty of pine trees in my town!).  We hiked through that for a while, which consisted of many more inclines than declines, but also had plenty of places to rest and look out over the mountains.  It was a bit later in the afternoon, so the sun was hitting the trees and mountains perfectly for the last hour and half of the hike.  From there we continued into a farm area, where there were mainly coffee plants and banana trees, but also looked like a rainforest at times.  Our final destination was an Ecolodge called Finca Esperanza Verde, which had one of the most amazing vistas/miradors I’ve seen in Nicaragua, or anywhere for that matter.  It definitely helped that the sun was just hitting the top of the closest mountain peak.  The lodge was started by two PC volunteers from North Carolina in the past, and now is a running Ecolodge and organic farm that grows everything from coffee to regular veggies.  To finish off the afternoon we walked back down another road and made it back to my house in about half an hour just as the sun was finally setting completely.  Before we left I had just asked my host brother to walk me around to help me get to know people, and that’s what we ended up doing.  It was pretty great!

            Finally, I just have a list of things I’ve gotten used to here so far.  Disculpe (excuse me) if I’ve mentioned these before. 
  • Showering in the backyard with ice cold water (scratch that, not sure if I’ll ever get used to that one)
  • Having the 2 family pigs block my exit or entrance to my room


  • Sleeping on a very thin colchón (meant to be a mattress, but more like a thin mattress pad).  It’s actually not that bad!
  • No Internet in town!! If I want to use the Internet, I have to take a bus half an hour into my municipality.  It’s nice to be less connected.  I just type out all my e-mails and blog posts in my room and bring them into town on a flash drive.
  • Rice, beans, cuajada (type of cheese), freshly homemade corn tortillas, occasionally eggs from our chickens that roam around my house, and sugary fresco (drink).  Not much variety, but it’s all pretty great and filling!
  • The outhouse… it became so much easier when I abandoned the hover. 
  • There’s one Catholic Church and four Evangelical churches in my town of less than 800.  I’ve learned to just stay clear of the topic of evolution (even if the teacher that is teaching epochs in time asks you what you think). 
  • Lodo… otherwise known as mud.  In a month it will become polvo (dust).  If you ever visit me, you’ll definitely become familiar with one of those two words. 
  • Wearing tube socks whenever I wear shorts to hide my tattoo.  Yes, it looks as funny as you’re probably imagining.