This is our "Christmas tree" from last year. My wife, Jacqueline, made it Swiss Family Robinson-style from little pieces of ocean driftwood tied together with blades of grass. The gifts are packs of gum, little packages of cookies, and other things we'd bought for each other on the sly at street markets and the little, family-owned pulperias that are ubiquitous in rural Nicaragua. They're wrapped in newspaper or whatever colorful paper we could find.
|This was the commercial district in Rivas, the largest city in the region. Lots of eggs, rice, and Chinese counterfeit goods.|
But first we had to get there.