Living Morganism

Hola mi amigos y mi amigas y mi familia, Aviv and I are well and getting tan on the shoulders and the universe is good. We have been meeting good people all along the way and making friends and learing paquena espanol as we go. Currently we have left the paradise like abode of Via Via in Leon and are staying tonight at the Hacienda Merida on Isla Ometepe. We arrived by ferry to Ometepe this morning having left Leon yesterday and spending much of the day spending many hours in busses. Public transportation a la Nicaragua is a fascinating experience deserving of the term adventure all on it's own. At one point we passed on the road the next bus we needed to take and pulled over in the middle of a highway got out and flagged down the new bus very speedily. We were unfortunately unable to get to the island yesterday and had to spend the night in Rivas which we gennerally agreed had bad vibes. We stayed in a hostel which of course couldnt live up to Via Via's standards but more tha

Dear everyone, I am here. Arrived yesterday without much ado Spanish keyboards will take getting used to. The details of my transport are a bit bland Suffice it to say in Nicaragua I stand (lit. sit). I promise I won´t write this whole email in rhyme to do so would take really far to much time. Basically I arrived, got through customs, got into a taxi then onto a minibus bound for Leon. A few choice words in Spanish, most of which were ¨"autobus", "Leon", and "expresso" and many blank, noncomprehending looks and I arrived there without incident. There was a very nice and importantly patient man seated next to me on the bus who kindly wrote out questions for me which I translated and attempted to respond to. I believe he was a police officer, but he also must have worked for some sort of childrens charity organization in Managua because he was very interested in whether I wanted to work (travajer) in Nicaragua for an N.G.O (O.N.G) in perhaps human rights (d