Sometimes, in Nicaragua…
…it takes three days for your clothes to line dry because you basically live in a cloud.
…you have to control your fear of clowns because they are an integral part of the ministry.
…you spend your food money on Beggin’ Strips for the dogs so that they will like you.
…you have to break out your Nepal clothes because it’s chilly living on top of a mountain!
…you smother giggles every time you hear the word “Nica.” (Nica = Nicaraguan)
…you get the best exchange rate from the man in the sketchy abandoned lot on the side of the road.
…you hike down a river, going either under or over the barbed wire fences that are trying to prevent you from hiking down the river.
…you can’t decide if it’s a moth or a bat flying around the kitchen.
…the kids want to watch the movies on your computer, even though they’re all in English and they don’t speak English much at all.
…you get really excited about your bootleg DVD of Buscando a Dory, only to find that it is indeed all in Spanish and was taped in the theater.
…your “piano lessons” consist mostly of teaching Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, over…and over…and over.
…you establish “Euro Cup Ministry.”
…while out for your daily run, you unexpectedly change directions when dogs start chasing you.
…you do daily flea checks.
…your clothes and purses begin to grow mold because of the constant moisture in the air.
…a 3-year-old puts you on a leash (you are now his pet.)
“You’re like the Russia and England of the Euro Cup. You’re just rowdy, and you’re ruining it for everyone!”
“Who wants to try to eat healthy this month?” (Ten seconds later) “We should buy brownies!”
Debbie: Does anyone know how to save avocado?
James: Tell it about Jesus.
(Alex is standing over the stove wearing an oven mitt, waiting for water to heat.)
James: What are you doing?
Alex: Taking a shower.
James: Oh, ok!…It’s weird that that makes sense.
