Saturday, December 26, 2009

Soy Lechera!! WOOOOHOOOOO!

Life is cherry. Horrible use of a great fruit, but life really is sweet right now. For example, today I won Spanish Scrabble! Totally toasted the Nicas! They said no way, "Eres una tramposa", BUT NO, I did not cheat! With la palabra "sexi" I got 39 puntos and "fecha" 22 puntos! No way could they catch me after that. We also stole the helado cart!
Okay, on to more exciting things, Give me an “R”, give me an “I”, give me a “C”, give me an “E”, now give me “BEANS”, what do we got……? Rice and beans baby! And chicken…

My room stunk (still sort of stinks), so bad. Listen to how disgusting I am, I’ve worn the same pair of socks for 8 runs! Yep. AND I had sweat drenched clothes hanging to dry, but with no ventilation they were not drying. My mission of “living local” got a bit carried away. My goal was to use only the clothes I brought, to not do laundry for 2+ weeks, and to use all of them at least 3 or 4 times-minimum, (except for underwear, I brought lots). I was doing okay wearing the same socks and sports bras, and using the same bikini and surf trunks was no big deal either. The problem grew when I gave away half my clothes to one of the teachers at my school, we are the same size. I wanted to wait till my last day to give away my clothes, didn’t happen. SO… yesterday I had to drop some cordobas for my clothes to be washed. I really couldn’t stand the smell in my room or on me any longer…
As far as food goes, I feel like a complete SPOILED rotten brat! I never drank that milk. The power went out again for half the night and in the morning it had me scared to death sitting warm, my family drank it. STRIKE ONE. Well, the chickens in our kitchen pooped in lots of places, like on the bananas and next to the meat (the meat isn’t in the fridge, you know when you cook it the bacteria dies, or something like that, I’m not sure, in Hawaii I always put meat in the fridge), anyways, today’s bananas I hid (not going to tell you where), STRIKE TWO. And at dinner, the meat, I tried, really, but I kept seeing it next to the chicken poop, not in the fridge…. Like a horrible rotten spoiled American brat I pretended I wanted to eat outside, so I took me and my food (Mattia’s was a snobby Swiss brat and came with me), and we fed it to the dogs. Honestly, even writing this makes me feel like I should be hung, that was STRIKE THREE…. It gets worse, I always come to this computer café and on the way I stop at la tienda and buy food to eat here or while walking on the days I‘m a brat. Dear Nica, family, I am so sorry… forgive me please. BUT I love beans and rice and eggs and burritos and chicken, even the carrot things you make!
The longer I’m here the more I like it, this place is fantastico. Traveling is like that, you discover so many things, become friends with so many people, and you begin to know your way around. I must confess (probably get hung for this too), Costa Rica is still my favorite country in Central America so far, (of the 6 I’ve been to). I’ve become pals with a few locals and they don’t like me talking about Ticos or Tico land, it’s like that boarder is a big wall. Speaking of boarder, my crazy wild at heart really wants to cross it! I’ve got Saturday school this morning or I’m pretty sure I would already be there for the weekend. I miss my friends heaps and they know I am here. This girl has got to find an adventure for Saturday after school and Sunday…I’m thinking to fill that craving my wondering wandering heart has I might just get on a bus (I love riding the local buses, complete with chickens). Just put myself on any bus and see where I land, head North, find a beach, look for sea shells, make it back in time for school Monday. I told my brilliant plan to my profesora, she thinks I'm loca, not to mention there are places in Nicaragua even locals don't go... so after working my magic I convinced Danillo (another profesor) to go with me. Tomorrow I meet at his house at the crack of dawn and he is going to escort me on my crazy bus trip to who-knows-where! ha ha.... I hope he is prepared for a day with this crazy girl!
As for the big blue fluffy dress, that might stay here with my profesora. For some reason big poofy dresses only look good on long dark haired women with brown eyes, you know, the Nicas, they are truly beautiful and can pull that off…I’ll stick with my Roxy. Oh, speaking of Roxy, pull out your favorite, Monday 5pm-MORE DANCING!

LOOK! Break out Fanny Lu, Shakira, Paulina Rubio.... it's time to sing!

LOTS and LOTS of Abrazos from Nicaragua. If you don't hear from me tomorrow I'm lost in Nicaragua, on a bus full of Chickens and Danillo, call Kainoa to tell him his mom loves him!!


Blogger nicacat56 said...

Nice blog. BTW, the nickname for Nicaraguans, regardless of gender, is Nica (plural Nicas), not Nicos. !Que tengas muy buena suerte en todo!

December 26, 2009 at 1:47 PM

Blogger Fish has Legs said...

that top pic makes me laugh...ha ha ha...

December 26, 2009 at 3:35 PM

Blogger Heidi Austin said...

Me encanta helado. Enjoy the rest of your trip :) Never been to Nicaragua but I might just have to add it to my list !

December 26, 2009 at 3:52 PM

Blogger Coach Liz said...

The fact that you finally grossed yourself out with stinky run clothes has me laughing. I can do 2 or three wearings but you win the prize going for 8!

Have fun on your adventure!

December 26, 2009 at 5:54 PM

Blogger Jill Costantino said...

I am probably going to sound a bit like a "mother", but I am happy to hear that you are adventuring off with a male who lives there. :)))
Great photos and looking forward to hearing about what tomorrow brings!

December 26, 2009 at 8:26 PM

Blogger LaTonya Bynum said...

I love your blog! It seems like you are enjoying your adventure.

December 27, 2009 at 7:08 AM

Blogger Oscarjet said...

MUY DIVERTIDOOOO !!! wow hehehe! enjoy ma friend !

December 27, 2009 at 11:30 AM

Blogger Teresa said...

Bree, I would have done the same thing with the food....not the clothes though. You are a super star for truely living the culture. I bet clean clothes never felt SO good. Hope your Saturday adventure is fantastic!


December 27, 2009 at 1:48 PM

Blogger Kiet said...

Chica, estas loca. No puedo vivir sin limpiar la ropa por dos semanas, ay caramba! Estas dura!

December 27, 2009 at 5:11 PM


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