So yesterday was Dia de Padre, Father’s Day in Nicaragua – very close to our own Fathers’s Day in the US last week.  We gave our Chef Henry a very badly needed day off since he’s been cooking nonstop for guests at Two Brothers Surf since March – this week has been our first lull.  Henry helped me prepare a feast of pizza last weekend for Robert’s celebration of Father’s Day and we wanted him to enjoy the day with his own clan.  I think he probably worked on his motorcycle all weekend, because he’s had to huff it up our hill to Casa Loma for the past month on foot.  Our grounds keeper Enrique did work for a couple of hours in the morning to pump water from the well on the farm in the valley below to our property and the holding tank on the top of the hill – an almost daily chore when we have guests.

 

I made sure to wish Enrique a happy fathers day, as he is a somewhat new father, having had his first child just last year.  When I wished him a happy day he replied with a comment that translated roughly into something like “Fathers day is the day that the children show happiness to their father” – this sweet man who lives in a very modest home with a clay tiled roof and immaculately clean mud floor, really hit the nail on the head – gift giving in Nicaragua is so simple – you give yourself, your smile, your laughter, your love, your time.

 

It goes so far beyond the big dollar hallmark holidays where cards cost $5 and roses that normally cost $30/dozen rise to $90/dozen on Mothers Day.  Life truly is that simple and I am so happy to live in Nicaragua and be reminded of the small things that really matter and the big things that don’t!