It's Friday night, January 15th at 10:30 pm. I am at Roxane's house waiting for the appointed time of 2:45 am. Why? That's when the taxi is coming to take us to the airport where we will meet our group and depart on our 5:45 am flight enroute to Nicaragua. O
ur purpose: to help build houses for some residents of Ticuantepe, a municipality located 15 kilometers outside of Nicaragua's capital city, Managua. Nicaragua, which literally translated is 'surrounded by water,' is the largest country in central America and is bordered by Honduras to the north and Costa Rica to the south. What would unfold over the next nine days was, in fact, quite different then we expected. As Jason, one of the members of the group, so aptly wrote: "I went to Nicaragua to build a house that built me." In this blog I will walk through this journey, providing thoughts, images and commentary on an experience that had a profound impact on me and the members of our group.
ur purpose: to help build houses for some residents of Ticuantepe, a municipality located 15 kilometers outside of Nicaragua's capital city, Managua. Nicaragua, which literally translated is 'surrounded by water,' is the largest country in central America and is bordered by Honduras to the north and Costa Rica to the south. What would unfold over the next nine days was, in fact, quite different then we expected. As Jason, one of the members of the group, so aptly wrote: "I went to Nicaragua to build a house that built me." In this blog I will walk through this journey, providing thoughts, images and commentary on an experience that had a profound impact on me and the members of our group. 
This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.
ReplyDeleteThis comment has been removed by a blog administrator.
ReplyDelete