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What has been happening with us lately…

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We mentioned in several posts about how the drought has yet to loosen its grip on this region of Nicaragua.  To say it's had a huge impact on the lives of our local friends would be an understatement.  Certain staples are scarce and another - rice, normally harvested in a couple of months - is threatened.  

When we are blessed with rain, it r-a-i-n-s!!  It's been happening a little more regularly, too.  From our porch we are witnessing the slow rise of the lake, as our rocky playa (beach) slowly gives way to more water.  This makes the walk to go paddleboarding or swimming much shorter!  We've also noticed that the ground seems more saturated - when it rains, the water stays on the surface longer and creates more mud!  Hooray!  A month or so ago, ten minutes after a downpour, you could hardly tell, the thirsty earth taking it all in as fast as it fell.

My crafty wife made a rain gauge to measure how much precipitation we get.  It's a 1.5 liter water bottle with the top cut off and flipped to make a funnel.  The rocks in the bottom neutralize the bumpy, molded-plastic bottom of the container.  The funnel top keeps detritus out and it's ready to go.  Pick a mark to call '0 inches' and set it up on a level surface out in an open space. The bottle is marked inch by inch up the side.  

Nica Rain Gauge (patent pending)

I zeroed the gauge and reset it Wednesday of this week.  Here it is Friday and we've gotten two inches of rain already.  Awesome!   In fact, I was walking back from classes Wednesday evening and it was raining.  The route home goes up a hill from the lake and as I trudged up the incline, it was like walking in a burbling brook, with the water running downhill, washing over my feet!  Gave the Keen's a good cleaning, though, so that was nice.

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This third semester of teaching is flying by!  We only have one week left, then it's time for our last required border run to get our visas renewed, which we have to do every 90 days.  After that trip, it'll be a short sprint to the end of this Central American adventure and the return home to Portland.  Which will be incredibly… weird… exciting… scary… comfortable… weird.

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Here are a couple of pics of the vultures that scavenge around here.  Red, featherless heads. Curved, sharp beaks and claws.  Soulless eyes.  (Shudder - I think I just described 'lawyers')

Sometimes I feel as though they are just waiting for me to trip and fall...

"Have you seen this guy on a bike?!  Trust me - he's gonna fall eventually!"

Sorry these pics are a little blurry.  I had to zoom pretty far with my Pentax Optio W60, so I didn't spook these adorable, cuddly little fellas.  Oh, and in case you're wondering, a group of these is called a 'venue of vultures'.  Unless they are chowing down on a dead something-or-other - then they are called, appropriately, a 'wake of vultures'.  And now you know.

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Power outages are frequent occurrences - pretty much daily, in fact.  They usually only last 5-10-15 minutes or so.  We have a backup battery power supply to keep the internet and printer functional during these times, which is a nice luxury.  

Wednesday night as we were each coming home from our respective classes, the power went out.  We meet up out on the road for the walk down the dark, spooky trail to our house.  We noticed that the lights were out only in our 'neighborhood'.  Not unusual.  We had a simple dinner by candlelight.  Awww!  Then we moved a few candles into the bathroom and took turns showering.  Thankfully, the temp wasn't too bad so sleep was attainable, even without the saving grace of the fan.  But, man, this outage lasted for about 20 hours!!  We didn't get juice back until about 3 PM Thursday!  Needless to say, the battery backup had long since run out of power, the fridge was warming up and we had been eating all the produce and whatever else we didn't want to go to waste.  

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While paddle boarding today we came upon some sort of plant floating on the water.  Bex! says it looks kinda like duckweed.  We had never seen it before so we found it interesting.  (sigh)  We don't have cable, remember.

Quack, quack!

And speaking of todays' water excursion, the lake was like glass and it was pretty much gorgeous.  There is a really cute paddle boarder way off in the distance in this picture:

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Lest you think it is all play and no work down here, remember that we teach 23 classes to 8 different groups of students every week.  Between all the fun and relaxation, we stay busy scheduling the week, planning lessons, retaining or recruiting students, and, of course, actually teaching in the classroom.

Our weekly planning session: "Here we go again"

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This is the time of year when the chayules hatch and swarm.  Chayules are like gnats, a 'non-biting midge'.  They are über-annoying.  They buzz in your eyes, nose, ears, mouth; they get in anything you're eating or drinking.  They land on your clothes and in your hair.  And because they only live a few days, they die and we sweep up piles of them everyday.

I found this picture on the innerwebs, gives you an idea of what they look like. 

(Not our picture)

We were at Playa Santo Domingo last weekend (more on that, below) and we saw a HUGE swarm of them moving down the beach.  It looked like a dust storm or a plague of tiny locusts.  Fascinating and creepy.  This is what it looks like when we sweep them up in the morning.

Thread from a towel?  Yep.  Piece of concrete, center bottom?  Yep.  White thing on top of the pile?  Gecko shed its skin, apparently.  And the pile of brown 'dust' - all chayules I swept up from our 8x8 kitchen!!

More chayules, this time complemented by ants and gecko poo.

Our friends tell us it's the season for this.  In fact, if you recall from this post way back in November 2013, we experienced these insects on the very first day we arrived on the island.  At that time, we didn't know what they were called and I simply wanted to go home.  Now we just pick (most of) them out of our food and carry on with our life.

And as a silver lining, lots of little bugs sometimes means lots of small swifts to eat them.  Clouds of swifts casting interesting moving shadows on the  ground.

One, two, three… wait, did I already count that one?

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It seems Bex! is getting married!!  Let me explain:  Tuesday's are our date night each week.  On this night we teach at the same location so have gotten into the habit of having dinner out on Tuesdays.  On one of our recent dates, we were eating at Pescadito's and a young boy named Walmero, about 9 years old, was hanging out watching TV.  Pescadito's is near his house and this restaurant has satellite and a decent television, so it's not uncommon for locals to congregate wherever there is entertainment to be had.

Part way through dinner, young Walmero comes over to our table with his niece Luvianca. He was holding something behind his back, both of them were giggling.  He walks up to Bex!, gets down on one knee and hands her a bouquet of fake flowers - then proceeds to propose to her.

Luvianca (l) with the future bride and groom

The happy couple has not set a date yet, but we'll be sure to let you know.  I think it will have to wait until he finishes 4th grade, most likely.

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As busy as our schedule is, we manage to find time to hang out and relax.  Sometimes we play cards, other times 'Pass the Pigs', and still other times Pachisi ('Parcheesi' is the westernized game board version we know).  Bex's grandmother Barbara gave us a very cool Pachisi travel set and we've put it to good use.  Made of cloth and weighted on one end for windy locations, the dice are actually four-sided sticks, with no 2 or 5.  

(Side note:  We were camping a few years ago and Bex! rolled the sticks and, somehow, landed one up on its end!  No, seriously.) 

August 2012 - We almost couldn't finish the game, we were laughing so hard!

Now, for those of you readers outside of Bex's family, we play this game with the standard rules, of course, but there are also the 'Fuller Family Rules' (FFR), many of which were developed and put in place by Barbara herself.  The FFR are mostly designed to make the act of, say, taking an opponents piece and sending it back to the start even more evil.  In the normal game, you land on an unprotected space containing an opponents token - boom - he gets sent back to start all over again.  Har har.  But with the FFR in place, the knocker-outer also gets to move one of his/her pieces a bonus 20 moves.  That's just one example.  Ten extra moves for getting a piece all the way around and safely home is another FFR, as is the opportunity to chase your opponent up their "little red lane", their porch as they try desperately to get home.  For the full effect, say the following phrase (a direct quote from Barbara) in your sweetest grandmother voice when sending an opponent home:

"I'm sorry, dear, I need the points."

I've been around a while so have adapted to these rules and have incorporated them into my strategy.  As you can see by the picture here:

What's that smell?  Oh, it's just... victory!!  Hell yeah.

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We celebrated our 2nd anniversary!  Remember last year we celebrated our first anniversary by doing X-Dog's Ride, Row, Run Triathlon.  You can read up on that entire year plus of craziness on that other blog o' mine.  Check out last years anniversary celebration here, here, and here.

What to do this year…?  Since our anniversary fell on a Monday, we opted to celebrate it over the weekend leading up to it.  We packed up overnight stuff, checked in with our house sitter Hamilton and biked down the crappy road the ~7k to Playa Santo Domingo.  

Picture time!  Any excuse to get off the bike seat for a few minutes!

Pavement!  Honest-to-goodness pavement.

This part of the island is basically the east side of the isthmus that connects our two volcanos and forms Isla de Ometepe.  Please refer to your map, people.  The beach along here is sandy and beautiful.  It's the slow season so we didn't bother making a reservation.  We did our research and had a short list of hotels to check out.  We ended up with a room at our top choice, the Xalli Ometepe Beach Hotel.  Great place, would recommend it to anyone visiting the island.  

Our one-night home.  It was even nicer inside.

Beautiful park-like grounds.

Shinto shrine access to the beach.

No one said anything about stairs!

There was no one else at the hotel, so we asked Nolbar to show us a deluxe room.  Nice digs.  He quoted us the standard rate, we balked and asked to see a regular room - and he immediately dropped the price for the nicer room by a third!!  Perfect!  We settled in, then changed into swimsuits for our first ever dip in the east side of the lake.  Boy, was the water warm.  Almost too warm.  We walked out quite a long ways, too, the bottom sandy and smooth.  This side of the island faces the big side of the lake.  We were surprised that we could make out the coastline looking east toward the Caribbean.  After our swim, we changed clothes and went for a walk on the beach.

For all we know, this beautiful vine is an invasive species.

Like all good beach walks, this one ended at a bar.  We enjoyed Nica Libres, sitting out on the deck watching the waves roll in.  One of the staff was pulling coconuts off the trees, using a long pole with a hook on it.  They do this so one doesn't fall and crack some tourist on the head.  After he made the deck safe for all the customers (i.e. us)  he took a machete to a couple of them and…

We went back to the room and spoiled ourselves with TV and hot water showers.  Around 7 or so we went to the onsite restaurant for our anniversary dinner.  We enjoyed a bottle of red wine and started the meal with a delicious salad.  For dinner, I had a big slab of veggie lasagna that I quite liked and Bex! tried their 'pollo jalapeño', a chicken breast served with a spicy pepper sauce, complete with mashers and veggies.

Bex! here.  Polllo jalapeño is one of my favorite Nica dishes and I will almost always order it when I find it on a menu.  This version was well done, meat still juicy, salsa (that's sauce to you gringos and gringas) creamy.  But, it had no heat!  And after two years married to Dave, plus many more years eating with him, I crave the heat.  Ah well, guess my search for the perfect pollo jalapeño (aka, my excuse to eat it at every opportunity) can continue.

After dinner, we had bananas flambé with ice cream for dessert and I had a cup of strong black coffee.  And to top off the evening, our server Carlos brought us complimentary drinks - the Macuá, Nicaragua's national cocktail.  It was a great dinner!

We see beautiful sunsets just about every day from our side of the island.  Since we were on the east facing side, we thought it would be cool to get up early Sunday to watch the sun come up.  The alarm went off and we promptly went back to sleep - it was pouring rain.  There would be no clear sky for sun viewing this morning.

A few hours later, we had breakfast onsite - again very good food, by the way.  Then it was more beach walking.  And Bex! brought her hummingbird kite, too!

  

We thought about going for another swim but the lake was cold this morning!  The previous day had been hotter and the lake more calm, so the water warmed up.  But now?  Brrrrr!  Besides, we swim all the time at our place so we weren't feeling disappointed.

Soon enough, it was time to head for home.  We packed up and settled the tab, then hopped on our trusty steeds for the ride home.  We rolled out of the hotel driveway at exactly 11 AM.  We were home on our porch at 11:51 AM.  

So close, yet it felt like an entirely different world.  It was a great way to celebrate our anniversary.  Now, what should we do for our third?  

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This little guy wasn't too sure of me at first, but soon enough he was smiling.  And… when I took him, he had the hiccups; shortly thereafter, his hiccups were gone.  Okay, I think I scared him.  Only 25 days old and already he is - one… cool… kid.

'Wait a second!  You're not Nica!!!"

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Walking home Thursday night after classes, making our way by flashlight down the dark trail to our house, I heard a noise behind us.  

Me: "What's that sound?"  
Bex!: "No worries.  It's just a dog following us."
Me: "Okay, cool." 

Thirty meters more down the trail.

Me: "Do you hear that sound?"  
Bex!:  "It's just the dog."  
Me: "No, no.  Farther away."  
Bex!: (pause) "Um, what is that?!"  (pause) "Rain?"  
Me: "Yep.  And it's coming our way - fast."

And, boy, it was.  We picked up the pace.  Suffice it to say that the rain made it to our house before we did.

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We saw this pile of rocks on the road where it drops down to lake level on the way to Hacienda Merida and points south on the island.  It hadn't been there the day before.  Hmmm...

That is quite the pile of rocks

The piedras hadn't fallen down the bank on their own - they had been purposely placed there.  Upon further inspection, we saw the reason why.

A 1" plastic line buried just under the surface supplies water.

The recent rain had eroded the dirt on the hill and exposed the plastic water line that supplies the village south of this point.  Yes - this is the water main, such as it is, and if a truck or bus ran over it, it would crush the line and subsequently cut off the supply of fresh island water to a lot of people.  But vehicles ain't gonna run over a pile of rocks, are they?  No-sir-ee-bob.  These rocks are Nicaragua's version of the 'orange cone' and quite a brilliant solution, really.

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If you know me closely, you probably know that I used to have an irrational loathing and fear of moths.  Pretty much any erratic flying thing, but moths specifically gave me the heebie-jeebies.  I think maybe it was too much Mothra when I was a kid that caused that.  Well, I'm proud to report that Nicaragua has cured me of that fear.  Yeah, I still get jumpy when my peripheral vision picks up an EFO (erratically flying object) but once it's ID'd as a moth, my ninja reflexes shut down and it's back to whatever I was doing.  I think I'm fine with moths now because there are so many other creepy, dangerous things here to worry about.  I only have so much fear to go around - I can't waste it on stupid moths.

Just grab 'em and toss 'em outside

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Our dear dear friends, the Lorio's, continue to bless us through their generosity, love, and support.  Matriarch Rosebela has given us fresh corn tamales several times in recent weeks.  These are traditional tamales - no filling, just delicious masa wrapped in banana leaves and boiled until they're dense, warm bundles of sweet fresh corn.  This family is overwhelming in their generosity and we will always cherish their friendship.

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Our friend and fave produce vendor, Doña Clara, called to Bex! as she passed by one day.  Bex! walked around the backside of the shack where the produce is sold.  Doña and her daughter were making cajetas (Spanish for 'little box').  These are made in many Latin American countries, each culture having their own unique version.  They are a local treat for us!  

How much for todos (all of them)?

These sweet morsels are made of milk, sugar, rice and sometimes, like Doña Clara's version, shredded coconut and/or cocoa.  They are de-lish.  They always give us free ones whenever she makes them, but we always buy a bunch, too.  "Here, have a free cookie."  Mmmmm… "Now you want to buy some, don't you?  Yeah, that's what I thought."

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This morning Bex! was in her hammock and she saw a bit of white fluff on the porch.  As she watched it, she realized it was moving... purposefully.  She got up to look closer and found the teeniest little caterpillar.  We'd never seen one quite like this before!

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Once a week we do a listening comprehension lesson with our awesome afternoon beginner group, using a video series Bex! found on line.  The videos tell a story about four roommates in London and each short vid (4-6 minutes) has a grammatical and/or vocabulary theme, although sometimes rather loosely focused.  The students like them a lot and it gives them the chance to hear other speakers of English besides us.  And besides, who doesn't love a British accent?!! 

In the video Bex! was showing them for this class, one of the characters (the newest roommate) was videotaping her new apartment and roommates to send to her sister.  Bex! realized she could make a video with her phone and proceeded to do so! 

Funny note:  Bex! filmed with her iPhone 4; in the video lesson, the character uses a ginormous VHS camcorder!!!  Haha!  Technology rocks.

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Mmmm… I smell delicious breakfast being cooked, too.  We scored a couple of pounds of beans from Tia Margarita - she loves us.  Bex! is making gallopinto and eggs for breakfast.  It's been a while so we're both excited about this! 

Magically delicious!

Okay, well, we don't have much else.  It's Monday morning, 29 September and again(!) we're all caught up for now.  

Gotta go!!  Ciao!

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Dear Diary - 
Well, we're at mid-September and we still haven't gotten very much rain at all, at least not by tropical rain forest standards.  Our friends here rely on this, the so-called rainy season, to grow some of their most important foods needed to get them through the rest of the year, namely rice and plantains.  Rice, especially, takes a lot of water. Planting and harvesting it is back breaking work, all done by hand.  Families pull kids out of school to help with the in and out - it's that important.

They usually plant rice in May or early June, but we had virtually no rain in either of those months.  Or July.  And just a little in August.  Folks waited as long as they could before planting, hoping the rain would start.  Here we are in September and we've had some good downpours but not nearly enough for the crops.  This region is in the third year of drought conditions.  We're told this has been the worst year yet.  This article from July talks more about just how bad things are getting here.

People in our village grow rice that is meant to last them for a good part of the year.  Many other crops are in short supply, too.  For example, beans are a primary source of protein for many folks and are currently in extremely short supply.  Much of the bean harvest was lost due to a lack of rain.  None of the pulperias have beans, not does the 'WalMart'.  We are fortunate to have some very dear friends who have hooked us up with a pound here and a pound there, but even those sources have not been able to help us out, which is perfectly understandable.  We're close friends with many people, yes, but when it gets down to it, families need to eat and us gringos will make due with whatever we can find.

Food security is so lacking right now that the government recently issued a statement suggesting that people could start raising iguanas for food and for their skins.  We have friends here who hunt and eat iguana - they said it taste like - yes - chicken.  Except sweeter.  

We're keeping our fingers crossed for our friends, that they get the harvest they need to see them through.  (And that out 'pet' iguanas can keep dodging the slingshots wielded by the locals on their night hunts.)

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Dear Diary - 
We had a very fun day today!  Two of our adult beginner students, Heydy and Marbeli, came to the house to teach us how to make tortillas!  Haha!  We usually buy tortillas from Heydy.  For 20 cordobas (.80US), she delivers ten fresh, still warm circles of perfection right to the house.  She agreed to teach us how to make them but only if we promised to still buy them from her occasionally.  

It was a great time and I think they both enjoyed being the profesores for a change.  Marbeli and Heydy had some good laughs watching us work, believe me!

Although you can't see her face, you can tell that Heydy has a huge smile on her face!

It's all in the wrist… I think.

Amoeba is a shape!

Hey, is that Sean Connery's face in my tortilla?

We made corn tortillas and they were delicious.  Heydy brought her special cast iron hot plate to cook them on.  And, man, is she fast!  I timed her and she made a perfectly round tortilla in 22 seconds!  Then she had Bex! and I race to see who could make one fastest and who made the best one.  Both of our instructors decided Bex! won.  I think I got the shaft cuz I'm a dude, but whatever.

This was one of mine, I bet.  No?  Maybe.  Still no?  Okay, it's likely one of Heydy's.

Of the two, Heydy is the tortilla maker.  Marbeli says she can't make them very well, so she was the head cook for the day.  In addition to supplying us with tortillas, Heydy makes them for a restaurant or two in the village.  Yeah, she's that good.

Marbeli, tending the stove.

One super cool trick they showed us was how to make them flaky.  You put them on the fire, cook one side until it looks like the one in the picture above.  Then you flip it and do the same for the second side.  Then you flip it back over and press down on it hard with a cloth - we used a handkerchief.  Press and hold for 2-3 seconds, then release.  They poof up, filling with steam.  Not sure about the physics of it.  Perhaps the moisture in the masa is compressed, then when it's released the moisture turns to steam causing the puff.  Point is, when you tear one open it's flaky and has a pita-like pocket in it.  She told us that not everyone does this extra step.  We are very glad she shared this tip with us!

One for Bex!, one for me, one for Heydy, one for me, one for Marbeli, one for me...

After we made and cooked all the tortillas, our teachers diced up tomatoes, onions, peppers  for a sofrito, the veggies sautéed and cooked down into a paste.  We reheated some frijoles we had prepared, then we all sat down out on the porch for a most excellent feast with our instructors. We were joined by Heydy's niece, Mayerly, who conveniently showed up after the work and just in time to eat.  Just like a high schooler in the states.

After food… it was corn hole time.  Marbeli, Mayerly, and Heydy caught on right away and quickly issued a challenge - Nicaragua vs. USA.  Game on!  I think we beat them - home court advantage, probably.  We switched up teams and played for quite a while.  They had fun and even got into trash talking a little!  It was a great afternoon!

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Dear Diary - 
Making tortillas is hard!  We've made them a few times since Heydy and Marbeli showed us how.  It's tough to get the masa mixed just right and the technique to get them round is just something that we'll have to continue to practice.  Bex! has the sofrito down and it's wonderful.  And I will say that fresh tortillas are still delicious, even if they're shaped like a pear or a football.  Or Africa or Antarctica.  Or Kansas.

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Dear Diary - 
Remember in the previous blog post, I wrote about how we've been having some attendance issues in a couple of classes?  Well, one class has actually seen attendance double!!  I've shared before that we teach a class at our friend's house, just a few hundred meters north of us.  The Lorio's are a wonderful family and have been so kind to us, sharing mangos, avocados, and fish with us.  Recently, they shared their bounty of corn on the cob, boiled and wrapped in banana leaves!!  Luis's wife, Rosibela, also gave us some wirila (pronounced 'wee-ree-la') which is best described as a cross between cornbread and pound cake.  

Luis comes to the class, along with his daughter Maria.  His two sons, Noldan and Yasir, attend our classes as well.  Noldan is the most consistent attendee at our intermediate level class and Yasir is always at our high school sessions.  The class we hold at Case de Lorio's has been holding steady at 5-6 students.  In addition to Luis and Maria, we have a handful of kids, ages 8 to 11.  But in the past couple of weeks, we've welcomed 5-6 newbies.  It's awesome and such a fun group to teach.  Yes, it can be challenging, integrating brand new students into a mix of people we've been teaching for seven months.  But the 'vets' have been really good about helping the new kids get up to speed.  They help them during class and with the frequent homework assignments we hand out.

Here are a bunch of pics of this great class!

Our good friend, Luis!

Luis built this table and the benches, just so we could hold classes here.  The table top is one piece, hand cut from a single very large tree. 

Oldemar (w/ his baby sister) and Sheyla.  In the back is Luis' youngest, Ariana 

Maria (Luis' daughter) and Edwin 

Anjelo and Edrian

Tres Mosqueteros!  Deymar, Ricardo y Donaldo
(Note: Donaldo must be part Volke, what with the bunny ears and all)

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Dear diary - 
Very sad day on the island.  A young boy was killed when he fell from the back of a truck.  El Presidente had declared a special day to celebrate education and schools.  There were events in all the major towns.  The government provided funds to each village/town to bus kids and families to the nearest event for the speeches, music, etc.  On Ometepe, the event was held in Altagracia.  Because the road on most of the Maderas end of our island is so bad, they couldn't get a bus to the village of Tichana (south of Merida, where we live).  Instead, they had big flatbed trucks to transport the folks.    

The driver had trouble getting up a hill, the truck lurched and the young man, only 13 years old, fell out.  The truck then rolled backward over him, as the driver was trying to grab a gear or hit the brakes or who knows.  We were told the teenager was a shining star in the village, one of the brightest students in the school.

Very sad.  Hug your loved ones.

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Dear Diary -
We needed some basic supplies (printer paper, wine, peanut butter, a few spices, rice, etc.) so decided to make a day trip to Moyogalpa on a Saturday.  We got up super early and caught the 5:30 AM bus.  And this time we actually made sure we were out on the road on time!  LOL!  We had contacted our taxi driver friend, Miguel, to arrange a ride back, a taxi being much easier than the bus since we would be laden with bags o' stuff.  We told him we would be ready to come back around 1 PM.  

The early bus is a little different than the 8:30 run.  The 5:30 bus only goes to Altagracia, so we got there about 6:45-ish and chilled out in the parque central, watching the produce vendors set up their stalls for the days trade.  We were pleasantly surprised when Wilfredo, one of our new students in the Working English class, walked up to us and said 'Good morning!'.  He was in Altagracia for a class - takes the early bus every Saturday to attend school from 8 to noon.  Very dedicated guy.  

After a short wait, the bus headed for Moyogalpa rolled up and we were on our way.  As much as we've written about 'Nica time' and how people don't have the obsession with time that we do, we've always managed to have pretty damn good connections on our travels.  

Knock.  On.  Wood.

We've mentioned The Cornerhouse MANY times in this blog - it's our favorite place to eat in Moyogalpa, mostly because of the fresh-baked bread.  To be fair, we struck gold with this place right away and haven't tried any other restaurants!!  Shame on us, right, Diary?!  Today was extra cool because we were in town early for breakfast at The Cornerhouse.  And you know I love me some breakfast!  I had a wonderful fluffy omelette with tomatoes, peppers and cheese.  It was served with potatoes and toast.  Coffee and a calala juice rounded out the meal.  Fantastic!  I think Bex! had an omelette, too, but I was distracted by my food.

After breakfast, we ran our errands - ATM for cordobas; pharmacy for anti-itch bug bite cream; liberia for printer paper and whiteboard markers; and the Mini-Super for groceries we can't find in Merida.  All of these places are within a few blocks of each other, so we found ourselves finished with our shopping much earlier than anticipated.  Bex! called Miguel and he was, thankfully, able to pick us up early to bring us home.  In fact, we were unloading on our porch before noon!!  Awesome!

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Dear Diary - 
I took this picture on our trip to Moyogalpa:

It says 'Without mosquitos there is no dengue or chikungunya.  Destroy breeding 
grounds.  Live healthy.  Live clean.  Live nice.  Live well.'

Remember, Diary, last year around this time, dengue fever was rampant.  In fact, when we arrived in Nicaragua at the start of this crazy adventure in late October 2013, the hospitals were full of people with dengue.  Honduras, Guatemala, Nicaragua and parts of Costa Rica had declared an epidemic.  

Dengue fever is also called 'break bone fever' because it makes your joints feel like they are broken.  Fever, a measles-like rash and headache are included in this mosquito-spread viral package deal!  The new-to-this-part-of-the-world fever, chikungunya, is also spread by day-time biting mosquitos.  Chikungunya translates roughly to 'that which bends up', a reference to how it makes the joints hurt so bad that curling up in the fetal position is somewhat more comfortable.  The symptoms are similar to dengue, except the severe joint pain can last for months or even years.  No bueno.

Wish us luck!

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Dear Diary - 
Hooray for Oregon!  For the 8th year in a row, a group of veterinarian students from Oregon State University arrived to spend 10 days in the community, offering free checkups and care for the animals in the village.  It's been a great program!  The group of 23 advisors and students perform minor surgeries in the makeshift clinic, which is actually the hotel's shop and maintenance shed transformed into a M*A*S*H unit for animals.  The people we talked with said it was a unique, challenging and rewarding experience, working in these primitive conditions - but they all had a blast.  In fact, many of them have made the trip in years past.  

D'oh!  They had six bags confiscated at customs in Managua.  The bags contained a variety of medicines, one of their microscopes as well as other vet related supplies and some personal stuff belonging to members of the group.  A constant stream of phone calls to the customs officials got nowhere, so arrangements were made that if the bags are EVER released, the items will be donated to local veterinarians here in Nicaragua.  

The group of vets offered people free advice and information, as well as coloring sheets and crayons for the kids.  It was great having visitors from our home state!  We met a lot of amazing, caring people and they were wonderful to everyone, animals and humans.  Although they didn't neuter any humans, so maybe they were better to the latter group.  Haha!

Go, Beavs!!

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Dear Diary - 
My wife is so great!  We did a lesson with the OBS first graders on clothing.  So, we brought in some of our own clothes to show as examples.  Plus we had a cool coloring worksheet for the kids.  The best part for the kids - and me - was watching Bex! put on ALL the clothes as I wrote them on the board!!!  Ha!  

She is wearing: a scarf, a t-shirt, a button up long sleeve shirt, a hat, a skirt, shorts, a jacket - and still had a pair of pants to put on.  These went on over her regular clothes AND we live in the tropics, remember!!

The most entertaining part, though, was when Bex! walked (waddled?) around the class to check on the kids' worksheets!  They couldn't stop giggling at her!  Before she melted away, she removed the clothes.  We had the kids call out the name of each piece of clothing before she removed it!

Jasmina and Daren

Kenneth!!

Itzel, Adrian and Gretel

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Dear Diary - 
Yikes!  We got word that our friend, Alvaro, was in a really bad car accident near Managua today.  He is the owner of Hacienda Merida and, together with his wife, Esther, started the Ometepe Bilingual School.  He was with a lady who had been helping him write a proposal for a sustainability award for the school.  They were on their way back to Managua when they got t-boned by a semi-truck!!  News here is hard to get but what we've heard thus far is that Alvaro has a messed up hip and leg, as well as being beat up and bruised.  He had surgery on the hip and leg (not sure if he had broken bones or what, exactly).  The lady was not as 'lucky'.  She will live but it took an hour and a half to cut her out of the car and she lost her leg in the process.

Alvaro is recuperating at a friends house near Granada and we're told he will be back in Merida sometime next week to continue his rehab.  We're very happy that he will be okay!!!  Best wishes for a speedy recovery!

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Dear Diary - 
We welcomed two new volunteers to the island!  Jamie and Nicole are from Toronto, Canada and will be with us for four weeks!  Horatio came to the house to let us know they had arrived so we walked over to meet them and give them the tour of the school and the facilities.  We spent Monday with them, introducing them to the kindergartner and first grade kids.  In the kindergarten class, we did a weaving project, teaching the kids colors and the words 'over' and 'under'.

Our volunteer, Nicole.  Esneider is obviously not yet sure what he thinks of her.

Volunteer Jamie helping out! 

Profesora Rebecca staples finished weavings!

Jaqueline and Cristel

A very proud Jonathon

Weslin, showing off his work

Jaqueline!

Franklin and K2 (Kindergarten Kenneth) 

Moises! 

The kid who must eat batteries because he has endless energy - Saul!

We had dinner Monday evening with Nicole and Jamie and they said they were good to go it alone.  One week in, they both said they are loving it!  By the smiles and hugs we've seen the kids give them, I'd say the feelings are mutual!  We love our OBS kids but it's nice having short term volunteers here.  It lightens our load and gives the kids English every day.  It also provides exposure to different accents and voices, which helps the children learn the language better.  

PS - Dear Diary - 
Reminder to ask Nicole and Jamie if they've ever partied with this guy!

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Dear Diary - 
The second round of mango came and went.  We are being gifted mangos from many people in the village!  This variety is called mango de rosa and a little sweeter than the others.  They are dee-lish, Diary!  Of all the mango trees on our property, only a couple of them are of this variety.  Just like before, the cows love them, even when they are not ripe.  In fact, they like them so much, they even stick their heads through barbed wire for hand feeding!

Mooooo-re mangos, please!

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Dear Diary -
I am sooo stoo-pid!  We biked south along the crappy road to go to Finca Mistica for lunch.  They bake bread there and have really good food, so even though it's a little ways away, it's worth it!!  But like almost every other time I get on a bike on a bad road, I fall off and get hurt!

Yoinks.

 It's healing nicely, BTW.  You see the scar tissue on the left, above the fresh wound?  Yeah, that's from my memorable attempt at HtC a few years back.  

Diary, I should just stay indoors, huh?  LOL!

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Dear Diary - 
We run into our students all over this small village, naturally.  And I've written and posted pics of them hanging out at Margarita's bar to watch cartoons.  Well, we were having lunch at Margarita's and these three OBS first graders were there, goofing around!

Kenneth, Jesner, Dilan

Always fun to see these little dudes!

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Dear Diary - 
Well, that is everything up to… right… NOW!  Consider our diary entries all caught up!!!