"Obras . . . No Palabras" : Works . . . Not Words. I just saw a commercial on television proclaiming the motto of President Arnoldo Aleman's government. It seems quite contradictory, though, that the money spent to spread the "word" of the government through commercials and billboards is not spent on public "works" by the government. It is ashamed that government has to be such a business instead of being a service.
Now, to reflect on today's events. Today has probably been the best day since I've been here in Nicaragua. Partly to be different from the rest of the group and partly because it was cooler, I moved my cot to sleep outdoors. I slept fairly well. I woke to the squeals of hungry pigs literally under my cot. That was at 6:15 am.
I got up to eat a breakfast of some rice, beans, and a tortilla. Afterwards, the group was led up the mountain a bit to a water receptacle, which collected water from a mountain spring. We were taken on a tour of the small town, where we saw a community health center and the town playground. What seems backwards is that money was spent to build a playground when there are only ten latrines for a community of over 360 inhabitants. The logic of these rural people, and the international projects that support them, seems mixed-up sometimes.
Well, dinner is now being served, so I will take a quick intermission before returning to finish this entry . . .
Well, dinner was fine: rice, beans, and a beef/potato mix. The latter was excellent. I really miss ground beef.
Right now, it is just about 7 pm. This means that I have to leave shortly for a 'cultural night.' It should be interesting.
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