The First Women Surfers of Nicaragua

I just came back from an extended trip in Central America.  There is something about that place warms up my bloodstream, making my veins swirl with a spicy happy. I love the people’s smiles, ignorant of their poverty.  I love the smells of street food, grilled bits that tingle my nostrils.  I love the sound of the ocean, the waves seemingly omniscient.   What I do not love about Central America

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