When I visit a new place, I find myself overflowing with feedback. Words, photos, ideas, receipts, ticket stubs, articles, references, business cards. I write to myself on napkins, practically bursting with the feeling of a place, like I’ve drawn it in in one long breath and need to exhale in a rush of words.
So you’re wondering, why haven’t I spouted off about Nicaragua yet?
Whenever I come home, everyone always asks the same question (the worst one): “HOW WAS IT?” If I’m on the phone with my best friend, I can work it out – try on the right vocabulary to fit what I saw and did. If I’m emailing my mother I can make comparisons, draw conclusions, give examples and write forever (she likes that).
So what am I saying about Nicaragua? 1) It was HOT and 2) I got extremely sick. Both true, and both lame. I have so much more to say about it.
Give a few more days .. I’ll get there!