So after one day of sitting around the Aso Fenix Office (the local NGO that I am technically working for) I weasled my way into an outing. Two people from here, and four from Blue Energy (another NGO on the eas coast of Nicaragua) and I went out to a village near San Jose de los Remates. The purpose was to get to know the community for the ultimate goal of installing a communal windmill for the 13 houses in the village. I would say that overall it was a great experience. The one downside is that I said all of maybe 5 words in the last 36 hours. Around the office I am capable of understanding a fair amount of the conversations, but in the community (thanks to accents and such) I can understand one or two words out of every sentence if I´m lucky. Apparently those few years of Spanish in High School aren´t proving as useful as I´d hoped. Aside from that, I had a great time.
There were fruit trees everywhere (mangos, avacados, limes, and more that I don´t even know what to call). By watching the kids, it was pretty easy to tell what the tastiest ones were. Once they realized we were interested in what they were eating, they started to bring us their favorites and show us all sorts of cool plants. We had rice and beans for every meal (they´re delicious now, but I may be sick of them by August) and were given cots and hammocks to sleep on for the night. I get another day or so to regain my senses after that adventure before I´m thrown back into the deep end. Next time I will be by myself though, with no one to tell me if the crowd is talking about me or trying to ask me a question without my realizing it. I know I´ll survive though, at least I know how to say I´m hungry, I need sleep, I want a beer and it´s ok. That was all I really said throughout high school and college anyways!
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