We recently wrapped up an incredible visit from my sister and brother. It meant the world to have them here, to talk face to face about the ups and downs of life here in Nicaragua and for them to experience it with us first hand. Our time was filled with conversation, howler monkeys, beans (too many for my sister), camping, volcanoes, card games (which resulted in bets for back rubs and smoothies), salty food (thanks to our dad's pallet), surfing, climbing the inside of a 10 story tree, time in the hammock, garden building (pictures to come), spanish practice, cloud forests and laughter.
Together we learned about Nicaragua's history and culture through books, but more so through conversations with warm and generous friends and strangers (taxi drivers really like to talk!). While my brother was here, he read through Blood of Brothers which I am currently working my way through. If you are interested in learning more about Nicaragua, we would recommend this as it is very thorough, well written and an enjoyable read.
Kevin and I both feel incredibly blessed to call them our sister and brother. The time was better than we could have hoped for. For now, there is one sad sister in Managua.