It was so nice to hear back from you! Don’t apologize. I don’t hold grudges for people taking long to reply. Mostly because I can understand perfectly how it is to look at that email and say: I’ll answer properly later [time goes by FAST] —oops, now it’s too late. Honestly I don’t feel like an extraordinary person
I saw the doors closing behind me: military green, school green, hospital green doors. My two friends stayed behind, smiling and wishing me good luck. If you had told me I’d never see the girl again, I wouldn’t have believed you.
Yesterday I visited the birthplace of Sandino in Nicaragua: Niquinohomo. Yo soy del pueblo que un niño en Niquinohomo soñó. Soy del pueblo de Sandino y Benjamín Zeledón —Yo soy de un pueblo sencillo, by Luis Enrique Mejía Godoy (see the complete lyrics and my translation below) Benjamín Zeledón’s fortress —the political prison We