Learning the Spanish language has been a sometimes illusive goal that I’ve fiercely practiced for the last seven months. I’ve had my ups and downs – my nights of frustration at not being able to follow the late night, beer laden jumble of conversation and the sudden clarity as the vendors sing-songy jingles and the calls of mothers to children become intelligible. Each step on the long road to fluency is a joy, rewarded by further understanding and connection with the beautiful people I encounter along the way.
One part of language here is that it encompasses more than simply words. Communication in Nicaragua is a full body experience. Continue reading “Subtle Language”