The one that thing that stays pervasively in my mind when I ponder my life in Nicaragua and what I miss most when I’m not here, is the feeling that an eternity has gone by, by the time you’ve even reached the noon time hour. Some of that may have to do with the fact that the days start as soon as the sun rises over the volcano! That aside, life seems to be in slow motion and I like it! The animals move slowly on the roads, the beans cook slowly in the pot.
Even the notion of slow food fits perfectly in this lifestyle… Yes, if I were in a more industrialized nation, I suppose it would be quicker to go to Publix to buy my weekly food stores of eggs, bread, milk, fruit, vegetables, fish, & chicken… But I would rather wait for the mangos to ripen on my own tree. I’m in no hurry for the neighbor’s hens to lay their eggs. I can wait to decide what to serve for dinner based on the success of the boys spear-fishing prowess (with luck maybe we’ll be having grouper or snapper!). And yes, it does takes more time (2 days actually) for the local baker to pound out the dough for bread, let it rise a couple times, find the wood, stoke the fire, and bake it in the traditional horno oven, but mmm it is so worth it to buy it fresh and warm.
And even though I can’t post this right now because the internet is so darn S L O W, it’s probably a good thing… I’ll just hang in the hammock and take a short siesta and press send later… Have a wonderful slow day!
Two Brothers Surf Resort