My life currently fronts on a quiet dirt road, away from the main street running through town. There’s occasional cars, more frequent motorcycles and almost always someone bicycling.
We have a huge gate for security and always a guard to open it (although sometimes they’re far away, so you have to knock on the big metal panels really loud). If you ask any taxi in the larger nearby town of Rivas to take you to the NPH offices in San Jorge, almost all of them know exactly where it is (and it will cost about $1 to take you there).
The gate has become a place for frequent gatherings for the guys here when they’re not working and the neighborhood kids. In the evening whenever I walk anywhere there are lots of people lounging in their doorways or out in front of their house trying to take advantage of whatever breeze there may be.
I instinctually say ‘hola’ when I pass people I know, but slowly I’m getting used to what they all say to each other even though it feels counterintuitive - ‘adios’.
Adios!
4 comments:
Yeah, I don't think you need to say "hello" to guys you don't know.
Thanks dad, I'm so surprised you think so.
:)
LOL...gotta love dads. Hi Nic, I'm really enjoying your blog. I'd like to put a link to it on mine if that's ok - I'd like to keep up-to-date with how things are going. I think it's great, what you're doing. Thanks for sharing.
Totally ok! Thanks for the encouragement!
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