The Stinky Girl Travels

I've been avoiding writing this post for a very long time, because the thought of trying to express everything into one conclusive blog post...it is a truly formidable task.  The incredible, unforgettable people I met and was lucky enough to call my friends and family....the challenges, many times difficult but sometimes humorous, of being a Chinese-American girl in Nicaragua...how I arrived, excited to experience the adventure of living in a foreign country, and left with tears streaming down my cheeks because it felt like I was leaving home.. For this, I am afraid that in my attempt to express this entire experience in writing, I will not only fail to capture the essence of something so life-changing and beautiful, but also could never fully fit it all into words. I fear that the words could never completely say what I want them to say, could never make you feel or understand what I would like you to feel and understand. It is an attempt at describing the indescribable....

Here is my very belated post about the excursion we took back in December to Esteli and Somoto, up in the northern mountainous part of Nicaragua. Our trip started out with an unexpected twist. Early in the morning, we all met el terminal to catch a microbus to Esteli, but ran into a problem when the bus driver told us that the next microbus to Esteli would be coming around 11:00am, even though Vanessa was certain that there was supposed to be a bus arriving before that. However, after waiting for another half hour, we decided not to take our chances and wait for a bus that may never come. So instead of a nice, comfortable journey in a microbus where we would each have our own seat, the four of us squished into the back of a taxi and sat there crammed together for the next few hours. Four people in the back of a taxi does not sound that bad, but when the journey is a few hours long and when two of those four people happen to be very tall, you are in for a very uncomfortable ride! W...