Tag 159 - Goodbye!

It wasn't that bad after all. I'm a big girl, after all. No tears, just goosebumps. Luis came up with a rhyme for me for each hour and the class chanted it. Then we all danced together for two or three songs. In the last hour, four of the girls performed a dance in their folklore dresses to traditional music. The rest was normal class. Some of them gave me handmade notes - I could hardly decipher most of them. Not because of teary eyes, but because of poor spelling. Which means they wrote it themselves, all by themselves. So cute!!

Last night Carla, Candida's daughter, invited me to dinner in a very formal way. I was allowed to make a wish (Please, anything with vegetables!), she wanted to cook and then come here. She didn't show up at the agreed time - OK, I didn't expect punctuality. Even Candida didn't believe she would still come and served me Gallo Pinto (rice and beans) with a little piece of cold, squeaky cheese for the millionth time. Later my food arrived, a small package wrapped in aluminum foil, which Carla just dropped off at the door and now someone else is eating. Dinner invitation in Carla's style, I should have known.

I am closing this blog here and now. It's still too early to draw a conclusion, I need to let the last six months sink in first. But I haven't regretted a single second. I was very happy and surprised that about 25 people accompanied me every day. I was also surprised about myself, that I managed to keep writing with only a few exceptions.

Goodbye, dear readership! Goodbye, Nicaragua!