With one month left, the realization that I will have to leave this beautiful place has finally begun to hit me. My host family, my friends from Xuchialt, going to the beach, painting the mural, my blue-green casa next to "doble ele" (LL), evenings filled with the smell of fried food wafting from neighborhood fritangas, buying bolsitas of delicious frescos for less than a dollar, the potholed streets filled with horse carts, bikes, taxis and camionetas, the sudden thunderstorms, the constant presence of music and noise, hanging out in the central park, salsa dancing, greeting people with kisses on the cheek... There are an infinite number of things I will miss about living in León, Nicaragua. Most of all, though, it's the people I've grown to love that I will miss most dearly. The little rascals at la casa de Doña Nancy With my host sister Karelia Sitting outside during mosquito fumigation Restoración del mural con mis amigos de Xuchialt With that being sa...
Learn about my work with Amigos de las Americas in Nicaragua and Paraguay, and follow my journey as a Chinese-American reconnecting with my roots through language and travel.