Viva la revolution

Today started out bad on paper, but good in spirit. I was late in meeting Janet and Carly in the park (by 10-15 min) and they left without me. We were going into Diriamba early to buy a present for another trainee (Marya- Happy Birthday!). So instead of going in on something with them, I had to find my own gift. It turned out good though... I got to have a some alone time, which is rare. I walked around Jinotepe for a while and eventually found a crappy doll that came in a small bag with barrets and a headband that would be far to small for anyone. I threw in some chocolate cookies and gum for good measure. Then I took a cab to Diriamba (for which I paid double because I was alone). Then I managed to spill chocolate milk on myself and make it to the musuem for our classes a 1/2 hour early. Instead of waiting around I decided to take a walk and explore a little. The sun was shining, wind was blowing, and the world had that wonderful morning newness to it. Everything felt kind of nice and peaceful. I walked past a plaque enscribed with the following:
"Quines no sientan intimamente la causa revolucionaria no comprenden que ni la muerte ni el sufrimiento se equiparan a la gloria de la lucha." -R.M.A.

Rough translation: "Those who don´t intimatley feel the cause of the revolution don´t understand that neither death nor suffering prepare them for the glory of the struggle."

It left me wondering who the hell R.M.A. was and wanting to read more about Nica history.

Marya loved the gift and showed it off proudly. We´ve decided the doll (melinda) is going to be a Nica 40 travel companion. We´re going to take pictures of her in every site.