Leaving Diriomito was emotional...Julia actually started tearing up a little and we hugged multiple times. The night before, she waited up until I got home from the movie and only went to bed once I got home. Although I felt a little guilty, since she could have gone to bed earlier (though she usually goes to bed at around 11 and gets up at 5; I’m not sure how she does it) I was also touched because all she does is worry about me. She also gave me a pair of earrings as gifts and a memory of staying with her and her family. I was completely taken aback, and kicking myself because I had packed little gifts to bring to Nicaragua as well but hadn’t brought them to Diriomito. They kept asking me whether I’d be back to Nicaragua, and whether I’d ever visit, to which I responded of course I’d visit if I ever found myself in Nicaragua. The real question is when I’m going to be back in Nicaragua again....They have my phone number, email and Facebook so thanks to our many technologies we will be forever in contact if we so wish. People pass in and out of our lives so quickly, but so many of these people are extraordinarily willing to share their homes and friendship no matter how transitory the visit. I almost felt a little guilty when Carlos, my papa nica, hugged me goodbye and called me “importada,” or in his own words as explanation, “someone who does good.” While we are definitely doing good here during out eight weeks in Nicaragua, none of us are here on exactly altruistic purposes. Nonetheless, Diriomito is home to my favorite home stay family so far.
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