Somehow my international travel plans for this past winter/spring got totally out of control. I looked at my itinerary and shook my head and tried decide if the appropriate response was to feel overwhelmed or to embrace it. I tried the overwhelmed option for a little- but it didn’t change anything- so I chose to jump into the excitement thrown my way- head first. What a ride it’s been!
Without further adieu- I present to you pics from Deb’s last few days in Leon. I admit I shed a few tears as I watched her part with the land, the language, and the People who she’d loved as best she could for 2 rapid years. Change may be right, but it isn’t easy. And I felt a little selfish because her friends were really sad to see her go, and I’m really excited to have her back home.
Richard and Andrea invited us to stay with them since our flights arrived in the middle of the night. We spent a leisure morning enjoying the variety of animals on the CAM base as well as the cutest tour guides around. 🙂 Miss Pogo the monkey was pretty sure she wasn’t impressed with our visit. Notice how she has her tail wrapped around Su’s arm
We made it to Grenada- and took a boat tour of Lake Nicaragua and the 80 some islands that dot her surface. The Oro Pendula de Montezuma (I think this is the right name) birds nests had me fascinated.
Oh and since it was “semana santa ” (holy week before Easter) The shore was crowded with lots of people who weren’t very victorious at holy living, I’m afraid. I was glad we had some guys along.
Sunday was a fellowship meal as a farewell for Deborah. The stuffed rice was wonderful.
Estefani’s humor: hold both Deborah and Christine’s hands, and pull them closer and closer… Suddenly small brown hands disappear and assume the 2 white girls don’t notice they are holding hands with each other… then laugh and laugh and laugh
Monday we checked a few last minute things off of Deborah’s list. Visited an old fort from the 1800s, that overlooked the City.
“Catch a dove in Central” was also on the list of unfinished business. (Kendra stayed hidden behind the safety of her camera for this one- no pigeon catching for me.)
The neighborhood children came over for a few rounds of Scum. And to build a wall of protestors in front of the gate and declare that Deborah could never leave. And to follow her like a crowd of mourners when she did venture out on the street. It was exhausting. Dear children
Nate and Angie had us over for iced coffee… and one last pic.
Yes, Leon has a special place in my heart. I’m so thankful that my brave little sis took the initiative to live here and introduce me to so many things from this culture. My favorite being the friendly people I met. If only there wasn’t that ever present language barrier
And there’s a lump in my throat when I think how time moves on. But I’m excited too. May the next few years be as pleasant as the last.
Thanking God for His provisions,
P.S Next stop: El Salvador