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Nicaragua is what I hoped for

Nicaragua. No idea what I’m doing here, but I had to be here for some reason. The nearby future will tell my why.

I sometimes have this drive; this burning fire inside of me; telling me to go places, to study, to travel. Mostly when it starts I have no clue why it starts of what it is, but it always turn out good. A few months ago it started again. For some reason I really wanted to go to Central America and Nicaragua was the first thing that popped into my head. You probably know how it goes: suddenly you see ‘signs’ everywhere. If you don’t, just think of – let’s say – a blue car you want to buy, a blue Ford Fiasco. Where ever you look, you suddenly see a blue Ford Fiasco’s: either on the road or on television or in magazines.

For me suddenly everybody was going to Central America to travel. Ankie was going to do a teacher training in Nicaragua, Pleuni en Aranka where going to travel around Mexico and Central America, friends where telling me they were thinking of going on a holiday to …. Central America and whatever book I picked up for some reason it would be (at least partly) about Central America

May be it were signs, may be I just wanted to see them as signs. The thing is: I wanted to escape from spending to much time behind the computer doing administration and email. I wanted to feel free for a few months again; totally free and what better way to feel free than by travelling. I wanted to indulge myself in a yoga life again, doing my own practice, studying, meditating, doing lot’s of pranayama and I wanted to relax, give my intestines the time to heal from the parasite that had been bugging them for months, before it was discovered. And I wanted to chill again. Not getting up every morning with this big to do list waiting for me, feeling guilty when I was playing with my cats in the garden or enjoying a nice cup of tea on the sofa with them.

So signs or no signs, it was time to pack my backs and go. The destination didn’t really matter. As long as my money would ‘grow’ by going there, as long as there would be sun and a new, little challenge (I always need that; like learning Spanish now). And Nicaragua it is. As a start of a long cherished dream that has been inside of me for a while: travelling Central and South America. This time it’s allowed to come out.

Up until now Nicaragua is what I hoped for. It’s hot, green, people are relaxed. I started straight away with four hours of Spanish: two grammar and two speaking it and I had a big laugh and on top of it all my home stay family doesn’t speak a word Spanish, so that will be nice and quiet. I hope….

My room for the next four weeks

My room for the next four weeks

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2 Responses to Nicaragua is what I hoped for

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    Anneke 31 October 2014 at 09:49 #

    Your home stay family doesn’t speak Spanish!? OMG….

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    John Kraijenbrink 2 November 2014 at 18:59 #

    No: not a word. So I go to school, learn ‘handy’ lines and throw them at them when I’m home. To problem is: they answer in Spanish 🙂