Dylan and I have decided to share a blog instead of posting two warring blogs. So, now you will all have the opportunity to read about life in Nica from both of our perspectives.
It’s been a little while since Dylan last wrote, so I thought that it would be best to catch you up on the past few days in
Friday was a relatively ordinary day. We struggled through our morning meal of pink hotdog-like meat and a pancake and then spent the rest of our morning and early afternoon lounging around our home stay reading and watching
This weekend has held many small accomplishments for Dylan and me. Saturday was our “day of acceptance.” Saturday morning was pretty typical. We started our day with no solid plans. After breakfast we decided to take a walk around the neighborhood in an effort to beat the monotony of morning reading. During our walk we followed signs to Parque Japones. Parque Japones is this big, private park where we took all of the kids from the orphanage during our spring break trip in March. At the park, Dylan quickly found two young boys playing soccer who eagerly invited him to join their game. We spent the next hour or so with Dylan playing soccer with two young Nicaraguan boys (and eventually an older brother?/Father?/Friend? to the younger boys who joined in the even out the teams) as I watched from the park bench and wrote in my journal. It was a perfect Saturday morning – and it started our Nicaraguan acceptance. When we left the park we continued our walk and eventually made it to La Union, the supermarket. When we got there Dylan and I had to question whether or not we were still in
Today, Sunday, has been another productive day. We were actually busy from 8-2 – very impressive for us. After breakfast Ernesto took us for a long walk around the neighborhood, making sure to point out all of the highlights. After our walk Dylan and I headed to MetroCentro to meet Brad and Esmir to catch a bus to Church. Church was a little tough – seeing as I understood about 1 in every 37 words that were spoken, but I am hoping that as the weeks pass I will understand more and more. All of the Casa Bernabe Orphanage children were at church, however, and it was great to see them again. It’s funny that they are still so quick to run up and ask for a hug or squeeze your hand – whether or not they really recognize me from the last trip – but they still want the love that we have to provide. After church we rode back into town on the orphanage’s bus so we had a little bit of extra time with the kids.
Tomorrow our schedule will change a little bit. We will have Spanish classes from 8-12 Monday through Friday for the next few weeks. I’m a little nervous about how those will go – but I am ready to start understanding things being said around me. It will also be nice to have a bit of a structured schedule – at least for the first half of every day. Tomorrow we also become legitimate apartment leasers. We are meeting with the real estate people at tomorrow to sign the contract, and the apartment will officially be ours – for the next four months anyway.
Things are looking really great. I feel like we are making definite progress in being accepted and also with our acceptance of the way of life down here. I will admit that it is a slow process, but I think that we are growing accustomed to life down here. Each day brings new blessings and brings us one step closer to accomplishing what we came down here for.