We bought a house 4 years ago. It was built 17 years ago by an ex-pat artist. He had an art school for local kids, they learned to paint and got a free, decent lunch, thus the gigantic front patio. I hope to have a dance school here one day.
On the side, you see my food cart.
Let’s go upstairs! If my guard beagle, Chica will let us pass.
I think this video on the downstairs, back terrace, expresses the feel of the place.
I miss the Piedra Rahada sometimes, our tiny house in rural Mexico was the first either of us had ever owned. But, I prefer our new home and Nicaragua. Though I do miss Mexico’s food.