Sunday, July 3, 2011

Streets of Somoto




This video is the perfect glimpse of life in downtown Somoto. We've got oxen, firewood salesmen, motorcycles, bikes, people, and regular cars. Enjoy!

Nicaragua 2011

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FINALLY home!









































































Hello! This is Emily. It's Sunday afternoon, and we are finally back at home, doing laundry, resting, and trying to get rid of a stomache thing that Dan and I seem to have brought home with us. Thank the Lord we are home, and our house is safe, and our car is fixed. (we hit a deer a few days before we left.) I am busy uploading tons of pictures, and I wanted to share a few good ones with you! Above are pictures of the kids with Dan and Justin, a team member named Chris from Virgina with a little girl named Amalia, Jeff fixing bikes, and Justin and I in our raincoats standing in front of an active volcanoe that is considered by the Catholics to be a gate to Hell(!). Nicole, (team member from Cincy)Justin and Dan on the property, artwork the kids made about Joseph and his colorful coat, and a reflection of myself in front of the hotel.

Friday, July 1, 2011

FLIGHT IS CANCELED

So...we are all packed up and at the airport in line and we discovered our plane is cancelled. We cannot get on another flight for 12 hours, so needless to say we will not be catching our next 2 flights home. We thankfully purchased travel insurance so we do have phone, food, and hotel paid for us for today. Thanks to my husband who thinks ahead!
So, back to our old hotel to hang out until we leave tonight at 9 pm. I guess it´s good I have a book and a bathing suit. Even though I assure you we´d rather be at home, we´ll make the best of it! The worst part is that we are missing the Farmers market tomorrow, which we so carefully planned our trip around to make sure that did not happen. Blah. We will get to Miami at 1 in the morning tonight and see what happens from there.... lots of unhappy people in line at the airport!

Our stomaches are all like...please...no more Nicaraguan food. Oh for some salad.