First Impressions

First Impressions

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We have been here only 24 hours, but for every hour, it feels like a month.  Arriving in Managua, I was excited and anxious.  I immediately felt a difference- the trees next to the runway were tropical, the man next to me spoke Spanish, and when we left the airport, the heat took my breath away.  Driving to El Limon I noticed school children crossing the street in their blue skirts and white shirts, lots of people were selling candy, coke a cola signs flashed by.  The contrast between the open sewage and garbage piles to beautiful farmland and grazing animals was exhilarating.  This was all new to me.

El Limon welcomed us with adobe houses next to each other, metal roofs, and dusty dirt roads, motorcycles zooming by, but peaceful and alive with consciousness.   Each one of us was dropped one at a time at our host family to meet them all and settle in.  It was scary but the children were outgoing and my family welcomed me with open arms.  There was open space, but the houses were small and felt closely connected, each with different family members.  

Each of us found our way to the library in the morning, on our bikes, and experienced a taste of freedom.  Orientation began and we knew we would have a very full trip, exploding with new adventures.  The first was meeting Formacion Fenix, the Nica youth group, practicing our Spanish, touching each other’s faces, laughing and painting straight lines together.  Tomorrow we definitely will bring sunscreen, bug spray and keep track of our water jugs.