Well, friend, I’m back. Now that I am officially living in California you are no longer obligated to care about my life so I might just have to stop telling you about it in the blog form (I have this thing called a cell phone now). But I’m not ready for that change yet, are you? I think now I will start my series (of at least one) transition updates. This one will focus on things I will miss and things I will not miss about life in Nicaragua.
I will miss December’s warm weather. I will not miss March-June’s miserably humid weather.
I will miss El Coche Café’s cheap lattes. I will not miss the girls who work there and think that is appropriate to pluck their eyebrows while waiting for the milk to steam.
I will miss my Spanish improving. I will not miss sounding like an idiot whenever talking (here that should happen a little less frequently).
I will miss my friends that live there. I will not miss living far away from my family and friends here.
I will miss the cheap restaurants. I will not miss lettuce being a hit or miss item at the grocery stores and cereal never being on sale.
I will miss my job. I will not miss not getting paid for work.
I will miss having a maid. I will not miss not having a dishwasher or trying to dry clothes outside in the 3 solid months of rain.
I will miss walking to work. I will not miss not having a car.
I will miss stoplights being optional. I will not miss potholes that take over the road.
I will miss the excitement of Nicaraguan politics. I will not miss being a communist.
I will miss not being electronically tied to people by having a cell phone. I will not miss cell phone calls costing 10-30 cents a minute.
I will miss the laid back pace of life. I will not miss Nica-Time, everything starting late and ending late.
I will miss living in the land of lakes and volcanoes. I will not miss living in the land of dirty water and burning trash.
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