I am a not so retired Clinical Nurse Specialist who loves living on the beach in Southern Nicaragua. My motto is: Only Love Prevails. Solo el amor prevalece. My daily routine is to listen and show up for whatever the universe provides me to follow during the day.
Why the update so soon after many months of no blog? Two important pieces of information to report.
One, it’s been 2 1/2 months of quarantine for Rancho Santana and management is loosening up some of the strict policies within our community. YEAHHHHH. Today the Tienda is opening up for customers again. All the store supplies had been moved to the El Cafe area in the hotel and were only available on order with household deliveries via masked and gloved personnel. Today I can go to the Tienda with my mask on and pick up my leche crude – I can’t make lattes without that. Yes, I order and get two liters of raw milk about every other day. RS cows are raised here on the ranch, hand milked, with all milk sent to the RS kitchen for processing — filtered and pasteurized for those who want pasteurization. I choose leche crude. We have two main kitchens here at RS – the main one supplies the food to the restaurants – normally 5 venues – and the charcuterie kitchen. The latter makes all the sausages, cheeses, and feeds all the employees three times a day. The charcuterie is a very special kitchen with its own micro areas for different food preparations including the butcher shop. During this crazy lockdown time the charcuterie area only had five employees. The manager, my friend Abby Smith, did some great research on what types of cheese would work in our environment. Note to others: try some different cheeses and find out where they came from. Some varieties are unique to certain countries and climates. Ok, that’s number one report.
Number two important information is that my Guasacate House listing is now posted at: https://www.nicaraguarealestatehorizon.com/nicaraguarealestate.htm. It is under / Real Estate – La Loma in the listing. Although my agent wanted to add more photos and drone pictures, it has been delightfully raining and prevents alternative photo captures. So if anyone wants a beautiful vacation or living sight in Nicaragua, contact Horizon Group, my realtor. I have a complete set of construction drawings to finish the house and reservoir that will be included in the sale of the house if anyone is interested. I will finance with a contract for 60% down payment.
Nicaragua, like other countries in the world, is experiencing COVID-19 deaths. Who knows what the true statistic for deaths is. I do know of several individuals from our Rivas Department who were hospitalized, recovered and are now in their own homes. One of these was a guard here at RS. We are practicing prevention as we should. However, I am also encouraging folks, local and expat, to stop listening to and spreading gossip. Live one day at a time and be a positive role model. Stay home if you are sick, get to the hospital if you can’t breathe, wear a mask when you go out into public areas, and think positively everyday.
So much for updates. Today is today, nothing more.
Hello Everyone near and far. Yes, life still goes on for me here in Nicaragua. Although my dining room table isn’t crowded these days, I still occasionally have breakfast or lunch with specific friends who have been socially distancing.
What I am learning from this time in my life is that I need to be more patient on a daily basis. One day at a time has become a necessity rather than a daily guide.
I am fortunate in that I have a lot of “projects” to fill my days. Two weeks ago my boss at FunLimón and I decided to try teaching EFL to my adult students online through What’s App. So far only one third of my students have responded with the weekly homework. There could be several reasons that this is occurring – no smartphone, no minutes on the phone to receive What’s App, or no interest. The students who have responded are so encouraging, thoughtful, and concerned about their future and that of their families and our country, Nicaragua.
Lesson instructions are given on Monday and homework is turned in on Saturday, all via What’s App. This was the first lesson graphic. The instruction in both English and Spanish directed them to chose one of the words, look it up in a dictionary, and tell me why they chose the word. I’ve been keeping the responses in an Excel file. The first week results were fearful, sad, disgusted, and one happy – it was the student’s birthday. I acknowledge each group. The What’s App posts go out by Group Level — English Group Level 1 etc. through English Group Level 6, my highest level currently. Week two had a different but similar feelings chart. This had similar instruction with the addition that they not only had to write their homework but also to speak it to me.
It is heart wrenching to hear the reasons for their choices. I try to be empathetic, positive, and encouraging in my responses. I remind them One Day at a Time.
I’ve been debating on what to do for the Week Three Lesson. I think I’ll ask, “What change can you make this week that would make a difference in YOUR life?” My example is, “I would be more kind.”
In general life is going along here, although it is emotionally quieter both within Rancho Santana and in the villages. On a trip to Managua this past week, it appears to be the same – quieter and more cautious. Most people are wearing masks including truck drivers in the city. Stores are taking serious precautions including taking a forehead scan temperature prior to entering the store. Alcohol spray of cart handles, peoples hands, and alcohol mat outside the door are common in most places.
I met with a realtor a week ago who is listing my Guasacate house. It makes sense to sell in its unfinished state at this time since Phase 1 of my assisted living project – Mi Casa Con Corazon – probably won’t happen and the house was going to be the Phase 1 domicile. If and when the timing is right, we’ll start with projected Phase 2. So although I’ll miss the dream of seeing whales from the terrace in Guasacate, I can rest that someone will be happy with a beautiful vacation home. I’ve included the construction drawings to complete the house with the sale listing.
Nothing else to report here. All of my family in the USA are doing ok. Thank technology for Zoom. I use it for meetings and staying in touch with family and friends who are interested.
Remember to take care of yourselves, One Day at a Time.
For the past two years, I’ve considered myself too busy to post a new blog and to tell the truth, I didn’t think anyone would be interested in what has kept me busy. Free time has presented itself to me in a rather unusual but global appearance-COVID-19. Let me explain.
In 2018, a full year of Nicaraguan changes–first political chaos, second Hurricane Nate that flooded much of my municipality creating homelessness and need for community help–I found my life moving from one event to another rather seamlessly, participating whenever and however I could. In October 2018, I said yes to a more radical event/opportunity.
I was recommended to consider teaching adult English as a Foreign Language (EFL) at FunLimón, the non-for-profit Mark and Kathryn Ford Foundation site across the road from the Rancho Santana gate here in Limón. The previous EFL classes were being taught by temporary teachers and volunteers on a 90 day visa basis. The program was faltering and although it is a government supported, INATEC, program the English speaking success rate of the classes was dismal and very discouraging to the adults who were truly interested in learning to speak English. After serious evaluation of the previously used books and handouts, I decided to give it a try by basically winging it based upon previous techniques and logic of teaching caregiving to clinicians and families. Much to my surprise, I loved teaching people who were interested in learning EFL. After the first 10 week session teaching Levels 1 through 6, one of the Level 6 students and I wrote the first version of textbooks for Levels 1 – 5. Level 6 which is only taught in English had a different goal at that time. Two years later, here I am rewriting six textbooks for the fourth time.
You may be wondering why an EFL textbook is a challenge. My students and I live in very rural areas. Many of them haven’t ever attended school beyond 3rd grade and some of them are already Nica university graduates is special career fields. There is no concept of written directions, addresses, cities, and many things that in a city would become relevant when documented in a book. Given the diverse educational level of students, I decided that, number one the EFL classes had to be relevant to the students or why waste their time and mine. Another somewhat interesting thing, I learned early on, was that I had to be a tough disciplinarian even though the students are adults. Other teachers didn’t seem to care about students not paying attention or understanding what they were learning. Many students entered my class at Level 5 when they could barely pass a Level 1 exam. My goal was and still is that the students feel confident in speaking English at whatever Level they are in. So far I’ve had the support of the FunLimón Executive Director and Board. Hence I continue to rewrite textbooks and have them copied in color, a necessity when referring to pictures for exercises. Copying a textbook for distribution to 76 students in six levels of classes is both expensive and frustrating–transitioning from one text document to another is often a disaster as well as hysterically funny. We laugh a lot in our classes sometimes at my Spanish and sometimes at the textbook. Oh, did I forget to mention that Levels 1 to 4 are EFL taught in Spanish. Nicaraguan Spanish isn’t the classical Castilian version that I learned umpteen years ago. First sessions of class are the students learning the English alphabet sounds and numbers. This process continues every class until Level 3 or 4 depending on the group. Every student has to repeat the alphabet following the answer to, “What is the alphabet? The alphabet is: a,b,c, etc.” Same with the numbers.
As a consequence of the second version of textbook writing and prior to the third version, I decided to get a Teaching English as a Foreign Language (TEFL) certification – 160 hrs. online during the holiday break last year. Much to my shock–yes, shock–I was astounded about how much I didn’t know about teaching English. I also found out how much new information there is about learning and teaching. My respect for teacher’s work notched up considerably.
So back to textbooks, I’m currently in the process of revising Version 4 thanks to the forced break due to social distancing and closure of FunLimón until mid-April or beyond. This time I am trying to find a format to create a template for future changes and for continuing to add textbooks for Levels 7 through 12. INATEC vocational certification requires 12 levels of EFL for adults. I’ll be spending a couple of weeks researching a textbook format that FunLimón can afford to print. Any recommendations, I’m all ears.
In the past year, I’ve had a series of both family and friends visit in my second and third bedrooms. I’ve also rented the second bedroom several times to friends for weeks at a time. Everyone tolerated my 32 hours a week teaching schedule without complaints. Having Saturday to Tuesday as free time, I could entertain and travel within the area to show off my paradise.
When my son, Aaron, his girlfriend, and an older friend of ours were here last October, we talked about my Guasacate house project. We came up with the idea of completing the house and making it an assisted living place–an idea I’ve had for many years but not at my house. With great advice from some trusted friends, I formed a real estate limited partnership. It is now a legal entity, Mi Casa Con Corazon Cia LMTD. Grace, Aaron’s partner, and I are the two initial partners. We are seeking at least three more investment partners for $50,000 each and at 8% per share each in the business. I’ve written a five page business plan with financial projections for two phases of the partnership. This global hiccough has pointed out two interesting facts. That there is interest and would be clients already if the project were up and running; the second phase that includes a medical tourism component is more interesting to some potential investors. I know that this is a project unique to Nicaragua and see it as a private model for living a safe and pleasant life in one’s own space with trained caring attendants.
Another successful event in December was right eye cataract surgery at Vivian Pellas Hospital in Managua by a great ophthalmologist/vitreologist, Dr. Luis Bustamonte who practices at the VP Clinic. During the one week before and after surgery I stayed with my driver Ricardo, who also acted as my nurse for the routine drops, at a friend’s house in Managua. I worked on textbooks after day two at my friend’s house in the bedroom that used to be his twin daughter’s room–two desks, great light, comfortable bed, one to sleep in one to hold papers. You see, I’m well taken care of here. Ricardo was the most punctual nurse, I’ve ever seen. He set his phone alarm to remind him of my drops. He could also teach cleanliness techniques to many of the nurses I’ve seen over the years.
There is one more event that I’m involved with ongoing. I’ve become an El Centro de Especialidades en Adicciones (CEA) Board member. This organization was founded almost 30 years ago by the friend whose home I used during cataract surgery. David Stadthagen had been running the 30 bed CEA treatment center with the doctors and therapists without advisors and helpers. In January, David and his co-founder Juan Manuel Caldera, decided to form a Board of Directors to help them get the organization stabilized administratively. Hence, I’m the oldest and only female advisor. It’s a great facility for both private and non-paying addicts with all variations of disease. The global COVID-19 hiccough has curtailed the international clientele who basically have been subsidizing the non-paying patients. CEA is internationally noted for their consistent positive rehab results. I don’t know how David and Juan Manuel have been able to keep up with all the things they had to oversee in the past. As a CEA Board member I’ll be going to MGA monthly for meetings, btw, conducted in Spanish. Not a bad thing for me as I can use the day for my monthly essential shopping. I’m very lucky in that I’ve always had a monthly shopping list and can survive any long period of time with things I have in my cupboards. PriceSmart is our Costco.
Since I’m now basically up to date with information about my Life In Nicaragua, please keep me up to date with your lives. Remember Only Love Prevails – Solo el amor prevalece.
Many years ago Lennie Wilker, my first husband, and I wrote an annual “Holiday Letter” that updated our friends about the latest happenings in our family. Sometimes it was sent before the end of December. Occasionally it wouldn’t get written or sent–yes, in an envelope with a stamp–until later by a couple of months. I thought it would be nice to update my Blog with a new Holiday Letter.
The Holiday Season beginning with Thanksgiving and continuing until the day after the New Year is a festive time for me. Here in Nicaragua it’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas too. Now that most of the rural homes have electricity, those families that live above the survival level are decorating their homes with a few lights. Other families have small cardboard images of Santa Claus and other commercial Christmas figures hung on their doors or stuck on palas (sticks) in their yard. It is surprising to me to see how fast the commercialism of the US has spread to us here in rural Nicaragua.
Managua is a whole other level of splendor and Holiday paraphernalia. The rotundas are decorated with gigantic figures of Nativity scenes, Christmas trees–all metallic–and Santa with Elves. There isn’t enough money in the government treasury to pay for employees but somehow there is funding for these elaborate displays. OK, that statement is out of line for a cheery holiday spirit. Needless to say it bugs me though to see this dichotomy of resources.
My tribute to the Holidays is to do a little decorating at Condo 1B. My roommate/tenant, Sherry, helped me make a wreath with greenery from around the yard and a pine cone that I purchased at Sinsa, the biggest hardware chain in NI. I also picked up a little wooden stick Christmas tree that has tiny lights. It is battery operated so we can see the tree and lights from almost everywhere inside and the front terrace.
My biggest event for the season will be a piñata party at my Guzmán Family’s compound in the village. I got a large white headless angel piñata and will fill it with the carmelos (candies) that are usually expected with a piñata. I decided that the headless angel was a better idea than beating to death a piñata that looked like a real angel figure. Last year the circular Santa face piñata that I found was filled with 5 cordoba coins and no candy. It was truly fun and every child in the compound under 12 years old also got a piggy bank to put in their found coins. This year isn’t going to be as lavish an event as I made last year. I can’t afford that extravagance again, however, I did a lot debating before deciding against a repeat performance. The party will be in the afternoon on Christmas Day. I know everyone will enjoy the cake and juice and the kids will knock each other over in the scramble for the piñata candy.
I’m spending many hours most days working on the English as a foreign language (EFL) textbooks that I am writing with Kathy Ramirez. Two books completed five to go before January 11th. So I’m stopping this blog now and getting back to work.
This is a special holiday weekend for me. Thanksgiving has always been my favorite holiday of the year. It is always a time for thankful gatherings of family and/or friends. My life in Nicaragua hasn’t changed my passion or pattern of thankfulness and celebration.
One of my friends always hosts Friendsgiving dinner prior to Thanksgiving. They provide the major meal and the rest of us bring our own drinks, side dish etc. This year there were about 70 people at their home. Such a beautiful event. On Thanksgiving Day I and seven friends enjoyed a delicious Thanksgiving Dinner at Finca y Mar, the Rancho Santana restaurant, again a great gathering. There were several seatings for the repast. Being part of the senior population here, my friends and I were seated at 5:00 pm.
My ESL classes ended on November 10th. There were 25 students total from all of the classes that finished the whole ten week course. ALL of the students passed to the next level without too much coaching. I am a somewhat different teacher than the students have had in the past which made many drop out in the first few weeks. My goal–and the Fun Limón director Bismarck’s–was to teach courses that would help them learn enough conversational English to participate with gringos and enhance their opportunities for employment. Many of the students were laid off during the “troubles” in Nicaragua. This category of students was given full scholarship to ESL classes. Hence I wouldn’t allow the students in any of the four levels to use their textbooks or cell phone translators to answer questions during class participation. I told them early on that they won’t be carrying their textbooks around with them to have a conversation and that although they do carry their cellphones, it isn’t always possible to use the translator features for a conversation in English. My WIN-WIN at the end of the class was that all the students could repeat the English alphabet which they finally memorized and that they had a concept of creative thinking. Thanks to my daughter, Rivka, who went to Spanish Immersion School from kindergarten to sixth grade and continues to study Spanish from a College Profesora friend, I was finally able to change my textbook teaching format. When I mentioned to Rivka that I was frustrated by the inability to have the students attempt more conversions, she told me that her teachers had the students write stories together in class. This concept worked for me even when there were only two students in the class on a particular day. I wrote what I called Little Stories which they had to read and then answer questions as the example of a Little Story. After that they had to collaborate and write a Little Story–always no more than five or six sentences–then one of them read the story to the class and I would ask the questions about the story. WOW, that seemed to work and chase away the fear of embarrassment to participate in conversation. YEAH! All collaboration had to take place in English.
I am so grateful for this opportunity to teach English as a Foreign Language (EFL) not ESL. The students are teaching me so many new Spanish words, some that are unique to Nicaragua. When I have a hard time explaining a lesson, I ask one of the students to explain in Spanish and then I have them write the new words to me on the board so that I can better learn my Spanish conversation. I am a visual learner and find it nearly impossible to hear what the new words are. We have a good time in class and I’m proud of these adults who come after work and give up family time to attend the classes.
As a result of the “textbook” issues I had this session, I convinced Bismarck and the Fun Limón Board to continue to pay my meager monthly salary for the next 10 weeks to write textbooks that we could use for our classes. Katherine, Bismarck’s wife, who was my 6th Level student, is working with me on the project. We have seven levels of textbooks to write before classes begin again on January 8th. After that I’ll be adding one textbook for every session from Level 8 to Level 12. INATEC, the government department that certifies the language vocational programs, requires twelve levels of instruction. So far Katherine and I have about half of the first book in conception and I do all the input for print. No eating bon bons for me.
The editing work for Continua is always fun for me because it requires some research. I hope that the latest project for the Florida Board of Nursing Application is accepted by the FL Board. Think positive thoughts for us here. A new venue for Continua sales means more work for me.
Nicaragua is still in a state of sadness for us. The lack of compassion by our leaders who refuse to tell the truth to themselves and the people is astounding and foolish. Tourism is still minus 0 and universities and businesses are still closed. Here in our “little rural bubble”, the biggest problem is lack of tourists that used to fuel the economy of small and some large businesses. In some respects the crisis was a good thing. The “troubles” curtailed the rampant rise of greedy investors who saw Nicaragua as a goldfield of opportunity and were “mining” with our cheap labor pool. Now the government is running out of money so the opportunists can’t get the government services for licenses, permits, and development. Banks aren’t giving credit of any form–loans, credit cards–and haven’t been doing so for several months. Bank customers are pulling large sums of money out of the banks leaving enough to keep accounts open but not enough to warrant global credit and interest. This Nicaragua isn’t “normal” as the government media are defining it. Most large towns basically shut down at dark. One reason is for safety, another is for defiance and resistance to participate as the publicized normal.
I have two big real estate sales that will be coming to closing status before the end of the year. For this I am very grateful. It has been a rough month for me financially. My Nica daughter, Carmen, had to have a C-Section for a her one month premie baby–Alicia. She was born at 5 lbs. but had pulmonary hypertension in her little heart and lungs and ended up in the Premie ICU at the private Vivian Pellas Hospital in MGA. In order to keep her there, we had to scramble together to make a $7000 deposit for Alicia after Carmen was released post surgery. Alicia was able to come home here a week ago. I went to the pedie cardiologist with Carmen this week and was delighted to see–with the latest technology ultrasound–that Alicia’s heart and lungs are functioning normally now. My slight concern is that her neuro system is lagging behind somewhat but that may catch up to normal in a couple of weeks when she would have been a full-term birth. I’m praying for this. Carmen and Alicia’s dad are dedicated parents to both of their children. Their son, Sebastián, wasn’t very happy about the new intruder in his mother’s space so I told Carmen to get him a doll that he had to take care of while she was attending to Alicia. He is recovering after a week of divided attention.
All else is running smoothly here. I got a new set of headlights for my “truck”, the term that they use for a 4×4 SUV. Now oncoming cars don’t have to be blinded by the diffusion from the severely pitted headlights. I was always getting the bright light signal when I wasn’t using the brights because the diffused light was terrible. Autos down here have to be sturdy and resilient, my 2006 Toyota 4Runner is perfect.
As in the US, the stores have been promoting Christmas stuff since October. This year, I think it will be not so “over the top” as it was last year. My room mate and I need to discuss what we may or maynot do about decorating the house. Since Sherry is a hermit anyway, I don’t think I’ll do much inside the house. I may make some kind of wreath for the door though or buy an artificial wreath and decorate it with beach shells and glass. Yes, that would be a good project.
It looks like I’ve run out of sensible information so I’ll stop now.
Take good care of yourselves wherever you are. Life is precious.
Katherine and I at the Promotion Celebration. Unfortunately no one told me that I was going to be a participant so I’m not appropriately dressed for the occasion for sure.
It has been six months since I last posted a blog. I’m sorry for the lack of attention to the news from my paradise. Some of you may not understand the reason for my being out of touch and there are several causes.
In mid-April, the troubles (my friend from So. Africa calls it) began in Nicaragua. The troubles affect us physically out here in rural Rivas Department in much the same manner as it is affecting the folks in the large cities and other parts of the country. The September issue of the New Yorker magazine has a wonderfully accurate article titled Fake News: Crisis in Nicaragua written by a reporter who came here to see for himself and write about it. I recommend that you read the story online to understand some of my angst.
Rancho Santana among most of the other tourist areas all over the country is suffering greatly by the cessation of travelers. More than 90% of the businesses in our area are closed temporarily and some of them permanently. This, of course, has meant that many people are out of jobs. I am proud to say that the owners of Rancho Santana and the RS department managers have done their best to keep the Nicaraguan staff working, while sending the “gringo” employees back to their countries where they have job opportunities. Other businesses that are still open have thinned their staff and reduced the salaries of those still employed. This same situation is occurring in all Departments. Soy triste.
Although I consider myself Nicaraguense now, I commend USA Ambassador to Nicaragua, Laura Dogu, for her clear headed guidance and information posting to US citizens. The STEP alerts are non-judgemental and factual. So much for Reason #1.
Reason #2. In June, Rivka and Brian Bent sent me a ticket to come to San Juan Capistrano, CA to house and dog sit for them while they traveled to the Wheels and Waves Event in France and Spain. This is the fifth year that Brian was invited to participate as a performer and he took Rivka and Esther along for the fun this time. I was thrilled with this great opportunity to see my CA families who came down to SJC to see me. Also I connected with many friends who I haven’t seen in 20 years. Since I was in charge of a five bedroom house, I could invite friends to spend a sleepover with me. The weather was GRAND. I didn’t have to wear three layers of clothing to stay warm. I was able to visit with the Bents upon their return for a couple of days before I ventured back to my home in Nicaragua.
While I was away, an Australian friend stayed at my condo for a couple of weeks to be away from the troubles that were severely affecting her house in Laguna de Apoyo. It was definitely a win-win for both of us.
Another win-win is that I now have a permanent roommate, Sherry Long. Sherry is my friend Abby Smith’s mother and had been living in Granada for one year. When the troubles began, Abby didn’t think that Sherry was safe where she lived and that was the case. Sherry has a dog. It became impossible for her to walk Rue in the area around her home. So now I have a roommate and friend. Sherry is somewhat of a hermit which works great for both of us. She stays in her room most of the time and doesn’t mind the series of dinner guests that parade in and out of my home. I believe we definitely have a win-win.
Since my decision was made to no longer rent my condo on Airbnb or to others than Sherry, I finally decided to empty the “personal locked closet” where I stored all the precious items that I didn’t want used by renters. It took me a whole day to empty the crates, rearrange most of the kitchen, sort out and give away duplicates, and then work on a redecoration project. I now have new sofa cushions and pillows, new pictures on the walls from my stored stash and a sense of contentment that I haven’t felt since I moved from CA five years ago. I’ve got my feet on the ground again.
OK, so that you don’t get the idea that I am sitting here eating bonbons, I have taken on a new 5 day a week job. I’m the ESL teacher for the INATEC certificate program for adults at Fun Limón. I have four levels of classes–one beginner’s, two level three and four, and one level six. I teach Tuesday through Friday from 1 to 6 with an hour break between two levels. On Saturday, I teach a new group from 8 to 12. Classes began on August 28th and will continue for 10 weeks. The salary is a pittance but this keeps me off the streets and is fun. Since most of the students except level six have very little English skill, I am using a lot of Spanish and they are helping me when I need to be corrected–another win-win.
I will continue to review and edit online medical courses for Continua because I have my mornings free to research, study, and review the medical stuff. All of this keeps me thinking positively about our future here.
Please stay in touch and if you want to follow what is going on in Nicaragua, I recommend the website news http://www.confidencial.com or #sosnicaragua.
The quilt was one of my Aunt Hilda’s. I don’t know how old it is but I think it is probably at least 60 years old. It’s all sewn by hand.
The I AM calligraphy hung in my houses in CA since the 1970s and I’m happy to see the George Bernard Shaw quote back up on the wall here along with Brian’s early paintings and the water color that Greg did when he was about 6 yrs. old.
The modern lady is a painting by my roommate Sherry Long. The collage is done by students at Una Escuelita compiled by my friend Pope Noell, the owner of Una Escuelita.
Here it is, another holiday in my Nicaragua paradise. For Christians, it is Good Friday. For Nicaraguans beginning with Thursday, it is Semana Santa. Nicaragua has many holidays and this is one of their most important. Many communities from the largest to the smallest have special traditions and rituals that are practiced during this special week.
In Las Salinas, one of the towns in Tola municipality near me, the Catholic church there performs a Passion Procession sometime in the week preceding Semana Santa with men and women dressed in biblical costume. One man is given the privilege of carrying a very large cross made of tree trunks for about two kilometers along the dirt road with others filing before and after him. I saw this parade several years ago and can only say that I was in awe of the dedication to this local tradition.
Last week when returning from Managua on one of our very rural back roads, I witnessed another such procession from a tiny village. However, in this procession four men were carrying a small platform with a 15 inch statue of the Virgin of Guadalupe surrounded by flowers. This procession of ten people was going to walk about 5 kilometers to the nearest church. The group seemed to be having a good time and weren’t concerned that it was beginning to get dark and would soon be somewhat dangerous processing along this road.
Another annual tradition associated with Semana Santa and beginning two weeks prior is the procession of carretas from Managua to a special Catholic church in Potósi, a small town in Rivas Department outside of the city of Rivas. The carrettas begin with oxen carts followed by horse drawn carts. Whole families are packed into their cart and camp alongside the road for the two week trip. The route goes through Granada and proceeds along the Pan American Highway from there. Police are hired to monitor the one way traffic that creates at least a 30 to 40 minute delay to normal travel time. Many towns are represented by their decorated and bannered carts. Each town’s cart processes within their specific group. I discovered, after encountering the carretta procession twice in two weeks on trips to Managua, that each cart has more than one family participating to fulfill the journey. One set will spend one week traveling and camping and be relieved by a second group of participants for the second and final week. Each cart not only carries the people and their camping gear but also has to carry feed and water for the animals. Along the Pan American Highway the carrettas are allowed to travel for two hours in mid-morning and two hours in mid-afternoon. Traffic gets backed up for at least a kilometer if not more. Survivors could take lessons from these carretta participants.
This is a fascinating procession although somewhat frustrating to those travelers trying to get to Managua in a hurry. Thank heaven, I didn’t have scheduled appointments for my two trips to Managua. As I have learned, here one learns patience and then more patience. I am including photos of the carrettas from my two trips—the first ones are along the Granada Highway, the second ones are along the Pan Am with the carrettas and animals camped.
Time seems to fly by each day or else I am slowing down daily, although I don’t think the latter is true. I have had renters in the condo numerous occasions since the Christmas holidays. This, of course, means that I am moving in and out of the condo to various friend’s homes. In between and during the temporary lodging sessions, I am still entertaining the many friends who come to their Nicaragua vacation homes during this beautiful dry season. Thankfully, some of the friends where I stay don’t mind me having dinner parties at their homes. Actually I do this to show off their homes which may produce future renters for them.
Over the past three months, I met several new Rancho Santana homeowners and therefore increased my list of potential couriers to bring me my mail and stuff that I order from the US. People inclined to come here, many of them surfers, are willing participants in the quasi-community that we develop as ex-pats to ferry goods back and forth. I also met multiple Rancho Santana guests who have incredible stories to share. A couple of these visitors, the Harveys, have undertaken to sponsor a young classical and jazz violinist to go to the Berklee Conservatory of Music in Boston this July. Marvin Amador, the young man, is an extraordinary musician reminding me of Stefan Grappelli who I saw in concert several times in the US. I have helped the Harveys by introducing them to resources that help their endeavor. When Marvin ever gets a YouTube video online, I’ll post the address in a short blog.
There is much construction activity going on in the Tola area these days. New businesses, large and small, and many new homes are being built by the local folks as well as ex-pats from all over the world. I am delighted to see that my favorite local craft beer makers—Campo Brew—have finally moved from their house into a building in Limón #2 and opened a brew pub. The pub is open from 11 to 7 three days a week. Food can be purchased from a food truck that is parked nearby on the property. Entrepreneurship is evident by lots of gringos who are planning on making this their home.
The Great Wall—the retaining wall and reservoir— at my Guasacate house is almost completed and I believe will be ready to receive rain water when the rains finally start. Sadly, I think I will sell my property and the unfinished house, although I am still daily debating this option. Storm Nate in October taught me that I need to have a community of supporters nearby to be safe. Unfortunately there isn’t much of a permanent community in Guasacate at this time and it may be at least five years before such develops. My condo in Rancho Santana, although it doesn’t have the glorious hilltop views and sound of the ocean and surrounding foothills, it does have a small permanent community. Of more importance, however, there is my Nica family in Limón #2 and the many workers at RS who know me and help me in any way if I need help. One day this past month I found myself talking to an older friend in RS, when I was staying at her house, telling her that she needed to be safe. I then realized that I should also be taking my own advice since I am nearly her age. Living alone in Guasacate is not a good idea. Hence the decision to sell.
With this sad news, I’m ending today’s blog.
Happy Semana Santa to family, friends, and readers near and far.