…and then a gecko ran by

Small, white geckos are prevalent here in Nicaragua.  Due to the open floor plan of most houses, they are a frequent sight running up walls into small corners or climbing beams in search of insects.  Their official name is in fact the House Gecko.  They leave behind them tiny piles of poop, which I have the unfortunate luck of attracting.  Is that good luck, perhaps, being blessed by gecko poo bouncing off my head and slipping down the front of my shirt?  No se, pero it is a source of amusement.  Continue reading “…and then a gecko ran by”