Hi all! Yesterday was November 2nd, the Day of the Dead in Nicaragua, el dia de los muertos. I wrote about our walk to the cemetery of the village of San Juan--down the street, through the soccer game in a grassy field, along the sidewalk past coffee trees and walls with political grafitti. I wrote about the gravesites honored with bouquets, garlands, and loose flowers, about the priest conducting mass and children playing among the graves. And when it was all written, I lost my internet connection. If posts become irregular, you'll know why.
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