Mi casa es su casa

¡Bienvenidos!  Thanks for stopping by my place.  Let´s take a look around, shall we?

Why, there´s uncle Alàn! 

Hi Dad. 

Bro.  He´s not so into the whole smiling there.  But he´s really nice and he works as a "chauffer" for a neighbor, although I don´t really get what that means here.

Livin´ room.

Mama Eva!  The woman can cook.

Notice the sweat.   Air conditioning?  Not so much.

The patio.  Slash clothes washing "machine".

My room!

By popular demand, my toilet.  When we have running water (from 2 AM to some random point in the late morning), I can fill the tank and flush normally.  Otherwise, there´s a handy bucket.  But you CAN throw the paper in the bowl, which is a nice luxury.

My mom turned 64 last night.  All her family in Managua and a few neighbors came by.  Quite the fiesta.  I gave her some Bone Suckin´ Sauce (Salsa de Chupahuesos?) from NC.

Me, Daley (other student), my nephew Ròger (I swear, this is the only moment the whole night he wasn´t smiling adorably), and his god-sister Michelle.  I taught them Egyptian Ratscrew and Ròger was WAY into it.