A few of my favorite (and least favorite) things: Week 2 in Nicaragua (by Tara)

The far-reaching view over multiple cities and lakes from the top of Volcan Mombacho.

In the States, when asked the common greeting “How are you?” the typical response has become “Busy!” Here in Nicaragua I would not say that life is “busy,” but that life is “full”—and “full” is much different than “busy.”  Life here is full because every day is full of LIFE, not just a list of busy things to cross off a checklist, but every day new things to experience, people to meet, stories to hear, communication barriers to break down, beauty to stand in awe of.  Going to bed exhausted most nights—not from the stress of life’s demands and to-do’s, but from the fullness of all the LIVING that was fit into one day. (Granted, some of the exhaustion credit also goes to my children, who do at times cause some real stress, but most of the positive credit goes to La Mariposa for filling our schedule with so many amazing cultural experiences and trips).

FAVORITE THINGS THIS WEEK:

ALL the Views.  Seriously, EVERYWHERE they take you in this country, there is somewhere to stop to have an amazing view overlooking volcanos, lakes, rainforest, villages on the sides of mountains—SO MANY beautiful overlooks, it will be hard to choose which ones to display here!

View from top of Mombacho volcano.

Beautiful forested paths on our hike around the crater of the (inactive) volcano.
Our horses released to La Mariposa’s mountain reserve land after a morning ride.
View that shows the difference between the small amount of preserved forest areas and the largely deforested mountain areas for growing dragonfruit for export.
Lake overlook in Catarina
Land of many lakes and volcanos

Sharing stories.  As we meet more of the adventurous, big-hearted kinds of people who would travel to Nicaragua and chose to stay at La Mariposa, we find it doesn’t take long to jump from small talk to sharing deep life stories, and in the space of a week someone you’ve just met that week feels like you’ve always known them.  Things like 3 communal meals a day and holidays spent relaxing at the lake provide great opportunity to learn about each other, and hearing about the life’s work and travels and adventures and dreams of our fellow students and the staff and teachers here has been so encouraging and inspiring.

La Mariposa founder, Paulette, has amazing stories about her life before starting the school, and how she came to adopt her Nicaraguan daughter with special needs who is now an adult, stories a few of us ladies got to hear over lunch by the lake.

New Holiday Traditions.  Like how the big meals and celebrations of Christmas and New Year’s happen on the Eve of those days, but on the 25th and 1st where does everybody go?  To hang out at a BEACH of course!  I think we really could get used to this weekly spending-a-day-at-the-lake thing (as long as it is a volcanic hot-springs-fed sort of lake—even I went in for an extra swim at Laguna de Apoyo just for the enjoyment of it, because the water is niiiiiiice!) (However, the tradition of setting off 20+ minutes worth of REALLY LOUD firecrackers all over town at 12:00 on New Year’s Eve when people who are too old and tired to stay up and wait for the new year to arrive are just trying to sleep…I could do without that one.)

Ready to jump in!
Long swim through the waves to the raft.
Even the mama got to RELAX and read while Shiny took a nap in the hammock.

Culture of handcrafted arts.  In the past week, we have visited a man who crafts figures and bowls out of volcanic stone, a house of pottery where all the color and polish are made naturally using rocks (and the kids where given a turn to shape the clay on the wheel with the potter), and a family that produces woven blankets on large wooden looms (and our children were given the chance to yank on the cord that sends the spool of yarn shooting across from one side of the loom to the other, helping to add strands to a blanket being made). In all of those cases, the art of their craft had been passed down from generation to generation, involving the whole family in the process, and they took pride in the quality of their work.  (And in each case, an item or two will be coming home with us to commemorate how we were able to experience how that unique item was created).

The artisan and his stone craft.
Amazing to watch how he used his feet as an extra set of hands to hold the stone in place while he chipped and smoothed the rock with other tools.
Potter’s apprentice
He was really good at showing them what to do and helping them succeed at shaping a bowl.
Proud of her work.
Skilled first-generation weaver, who now has daughters working with her as well, working at the oldest loom first purchased to start the family business.
Giving the cord a quick firm pull to send the shuttle of yarn shooting across to the opposite side of the blanket.

Children learning language.  It is so fun to hear our children grow more confident in using new words.  Their teachers will sometimes bring them over to Denver and me during our classes and have them ask us a list of questions in Spanish, or sing us a Spanish song they just learned (still in awe that Quinten’s teacher could get him to perform a song for us solo!).  Thea especially is turning into quite the conversationalist!  And for those of you who know 3-year-old Cheyenne and how producing speech sounds clearly has been difficult for her, she has suddenly in the past two weeks started to use so many new words in ENGLISH, it seems like almost every day there is something she says that makes us say, “That’s the first time I’ve ever heard her say that word!” Which I attribute in part to the wide variety of new experiences she’s having, and the motivation to put words to and describe those new experiences (one of her newest vocabulary words is “Fun!”  Also “almost,” as in “we’re almost there” because of all the traveling, “enough” because we’ve had to instruct her often to conserve her use of things like water and toilet paper, “beach” and “swim” from all the trips to the lake, “tomorrow” because there are always fun things to anticipate.  With meeting so many new people, she started pointing to herself and saying “Shiny” to introduce herself, and learned to say names of new friends like “Juli”, “Allison”, and the names of favorite dogs (her new word for all dogs is “Woofie”) and the monkey “Chita”, all very clear and understandable.  Oh, and in Spanish she can also say “Hola,” “Gracias,” and “Adios!” 

The laguna sparks some of Shiny’s newest words, like “swim pool,” “sunshine bright,” and “fun!”

AND THE FEW NOT-SO-FAVORITE THINGS…

Touring historical museums with a 3-year-old.  Try standing in a historical home with antique furniture and other easily-knocked-over items and a door standing wide open to the street outside, while a guide presents for 20 minutes in Spanish about the life of political hero Sandino, while a child who never sits still runs from one possibly breakable item to another, out one doorway into another, throwing a tantrum here and there when told she can’t touch something (also a major angry meltdown from one of the older children when he discovered his pencil was missing somewhere on the grounds and demanded we find it (never did)). Ditto on the tour of the historical cathedral in the former capital city of Leon, complete with laying flat out in the middle of floors and refusing to get up when she decides she is too sleepy to walk anymore…maybe you’d be on the verge of an anxiety attack too. 

Doesn’t Thea look inspired?
Gazing longingly at the park across the road.
Beautiful outdoor courtyard area to run around in helps a little.

Saying good-bye so soon.  The flip side of getting to meet new friends who come as students to La Mariposa is that sometimes you get to know someone really well over a week and then their time is over and they leave.  (Juliet, when you read this, Cheyenne was still asking days after you left, “Juli?”).  But this week we are getting in a good group of new students who will be around for a longer period along with us, so we are excited for interactions in a larger group for the rest of this month! 

Juliet was amazingly, unendingly tolerant and patient with our children’s chatter, 2nd grade jokes, and especially Cheyenne’s lack lack of understanding of personal space, as she allowed her to explore the contents of her backpack, and played silly games to keep her entertained during long van rides. Being a teacher, she only had one week of vacation to get away here—you’ve been missed, Juliet!
With our friend Elizabeth at a restaurant with another great view after hiking the volcano. Elizabeth brought a gentle, quiet friendliness and enthusiasm (and a sweet UK accent) for one week before returning to her NGO work in Managua.

I’ve been behind in reflecting on the completion of week 2, and already we’re halfway to needing to start looking back on and writing about week 3!  But as I said in the beginning, life here is FULL!  Thanks for joining us in it!

~Tara

These are a few of my favorite (and least favorite) things: Week 1 in Nicaragua ~by Tara, Friday December 28

This is one of those times when you look back on a span of time and think, “Could it really have been ONLY a week??”  It feels like we’ve been here so much longer already, partly because there is often SOOOO much activity packed into a single day that it feels more like 3 days all in one.  So the crossing of the one-week point seems like a good time to take stock of some of the highlights so far, and with that some of the less enjoyable aspects as well. 

MY FAVORITE THINGS:

Outdoor classrooms.  I mean, the fact that it is the end of December and I can be sitting here typing this in a hammock chair on a balcony surrounded by night insect sounds, wearing pajama pants, flip flops and a light jacket…La Mariposa is a beautiful place, and the spaces set up around the school grounds for Spanish classes are perfect for enjoying all of that natural beauty and the life happening around you while working hard at a new language.  I love having reason to spend so much time outside, at a time when normally back home so much time would be spent indoors! 

A balcony area near to our room.
Writing an entry in their trip journals for their teachers back home.

Flowers in bloom.  Always one of the most joyfully startling things for me when coming from a season of brown, gray, and white in Ohio, is to arrive in a place where there is so much COLOR bursting everywhere!  Oh to have flowering trees that are in bloom all year round!  I love trying to capture the exotic colors and interesting shapes in photography as best I can.

This one seems like it should be in a Dr. Seuss book!

New friends.  One of the most fun parts of La Mariposa has been all the different people we are able to meet, from all different places and backgrounds, different ages and motivations to come study language.  So far we have had fellow students from the UK, California, New York, Michigan…University students and teachers and retirees and Non-profit volunteers.  Unfortunately our children are the only kids here right now, but they jump right in chatting away with the other adults here, and everyone is so graciously tolerant and friendly with them!  Also very unfortunately, the number of students is very low overall after the political crisis of the summer, so there are not as many new friends to make as there would have been a year ago (so hey, come study Spanish!).

Susie from the UK was one of the first friends we made here, and even though her stay here was ending after we’d been here only a few days, it was still sad to see her go!

Puppy snuggles.  Few things could make a new place more quickly feel like home than being greeted by a pack of happy dogs.  The very recently rescued puppy “Pecas” (Freckles in Spanish) has certainly contributed to our children feeling welcomed and excited to be here, and Denver shared in a previous post the pictures of Cheyenne being entertained by the job of tossing handfuls of food to all the 12 dogs who live on the school grounds.  The school’s founder, Paulette, had a hobby of taking in and rehabilitating neglected dogs (and cats) from the street, which has grown into a big part of the character of the school, what makes it really unique.

Pecas (“Freckles”) makes everybody happy! They told us that when he first arrived the weekend before we got here he could barely walk because of vitamin deficiency and lack of nutrition, now he’s a quite the spunky little thing!
Pelusa (“Fluffy” in Spanish) who everyone says is the naughtiest dog, but who is also one of my best buddies 🙂 Pelusa was laying at my feet while I typed this, and has chosen the floor right outside of our room door as her favored place to sleep.

The best weekend views.  Which would be lush green mountainsides seen from the back of a horse! There is a time slot reserved for me to sign up to go horseback riding up the mountain ONCE A WEEK.  The horses are also those that have been rescued from abuse and neglect by Paulette, and now in addition to once a week rides up the mountain road by students, they are also used for Equine Therapy for children with disabilities in one of La Mariposa’s community programs.  Which was my DREAM as a teenager (and yeah, probably still is…).    

My pony this weekend, Karen
Quinten started out excited to ride on his own, but eventually got a bit panicky and tired of all the bouncing when there was a lot of trotting, so we ended up hanging behind everyone else for the second half, taking it at a nice walk.
Thea rode this time with the main horse manager, Ariel. She is excited to try riding alone this weekend.
Even Shiny got her horseback ride at the Christmas Eve party for children with special needs. The excitement on her face!

Stunning landscapes.  I love trying to take photographs that capture the vast sweeping beauty of the new parts of creation we’ve been awed to experience so far (and the smallness of us in comparison), from volcanic crater-formed lakes under blue and white-clouded skies, to the depths of the heart of a volcano both mesmerizing and terrifying at the same time.

Laguna de Apoyo (a crater lake formed by a volcano), Christmas day.
Thea and Shiny take a ride with daddy.
Denver and Quinten conquering the waves.
Denver on a solitary swim to the raft, after the wind picked up too much for the kids.
Another new friend from the past week, Juliet from New York, at the Fort “El Coyotepe”
Looking over Volcan de Masaya
Looking deep into the crater of Volcan de Masaya, a little red lava peeking over the edge….
The volcano has a metal cross standing guard on a peak, with a number of different stories behind its origins and the reasons behind it.

Children’s enthusiasm for new experiences.  Like needing to hand-wash clothes.  The day I told the kids to each pick out a dirty outfit to bring down for a clothes-washing lesson, I couldn’t believe how excited they each were to try it out and how proud they were to have completed to process independently.  I’m sure that will wear off, but for now… And also of course the more exciting but potentially scary or stretching experiences, like walking through creepy underground tunnels of a fort that once held prisoners, and staring into the abyss of an active volcano. Their natural curiosity and love of learning usual wins out over fear!

Exploring the outer walls of the fort.
Underground in the tunnels below the fort, where we needed flashlights to see. When the guide took us into smaller enclosed dark rooms that he said were once used for solitary confinement and torture of prisoners, Thea got a little scared and claustrophobic, but mostly they were very brave and intrigued by the history.
Searching for loose volcanic rocks.

AND FEW NOT-SO-FAVORITE THINGS…

Children’s difficulties with new experiences.  Like a diet made up of mostly rice, beans, vegetables, and platanos in every form (similar to a banana but for cooking, served baked, fried, sweet, crunchy, with eggs, with salsa…)—the school’s menu is mostly vegetarian, to be more sustainable.  We’ve had better luck the past few days with some pasta and egg dishes that they’ve really liked, but for a few days earlier in the week the amount of whining and refusing to try things at meals was rough. The availability of a big bowl of the freshest fruit with granola and cornflakes at breakfast every morning is a big help!  And then Cheyenne’s adjustment to the 4 hours of the morning spent with her one-on-one teachers and having difficultly communicating (loud yells of “No, Daddy help!” from across the campus while we are in classes…).  But the past two mornings her later morning teacher has been able to rock her to sleep for a morning nap that she very much needed!

She was excited that the shape of her food was like a smile and wanted a picture, but not necessarily excited afterwards to actually eat what the smile was made of…
The fresh fruit and cereal at breakfast every morning is a lifesaver!
The one meal a day when you can count on all the kids to eat SOMETHING without a fight!

Bringing Ohio cold and flu bugs along for the ride.   I mean, we were supposed to be skipping that whole season by coming to a warmer climate for the winter, but when two kids wake up the morning of the flight already coughing…In just one week here we have had Quinten throwing up through a night with what seemed to be the 24-hour stomach flu that all of the girls had already back home, and Cheyenne’s cough virus progressed to a pretty awful croup-like level that kept waking her up for multiple nights.  Being away from home and the normal remedies and comforts one would usually use to help your sick child feel better faster was stressful, but also humbling to think about all the parents in parts of the world who helplessly watch their children suffering and dying from much worse conditions. Perspective.

Doing lots of trying to rock the sick, grumpy girl for a much-needed nap (after loud sobbing cries of “Sleepy! Sleepy!” anytime something doesn’t go her way all morning…)
I brought the puppy to visit Quinten on the day he was sick in bed.

Living in Close Quarters.  I love our kids, and this trip is a lot about experiencing new things WITH them and making memories TOGETHER, but man, SOMETIMES…Sometimes, on days when there isn’t a trip and we are all inside the school for the whole day, and it is hard to ever be alone or get a break from keeping Cheyenne from getting into everything she shouldn’t, and Quinn and Thea are bickering or extra whiny, and we all share ONE ROOM with a bamboo screen dividing the middle and nowhere to escape to alone to recharge…I start to feel a bit claustrophobic, surrounded on all sides by my children, like I don’t have enough room to breathe. Today (Friday) was one of those I-can’t-handle-being-around-you-anymore, anxiety-inducing kind of afternoons. Of course, if we were at home with the kids out of school for Christmas break right now I’d probably be feeling about the same way by this point in the week…but at least I could send them to their rooms!

Hard to believe they could cause any trouble at all, right?
So cute and sweet together, and yet…
…we all do a little better when we have a chance to get out and have a little space!

Hand-washing clothes WHILE potty training.  *Sigh* I don’t think that needs further explanation…

THIS big goober makes sure to keep all aspects of traveling “interesting” and “exciting”, keeps mommy and daddy on their toes!

So that is a peek at life, one week into our adventure.  A lot more to look forward to, and many more challenges to overcome. We are excited to be able to share them with all of you following our journey!

~Tara