Favorite Memories So Far
It rains here in Nicaragua, quite often, almost every day, and about half the time it rains, it pours, hard. So one night, a storm came right before dinner and we were all at the eating area. It thundered, the little kids screamed, lightening cracked, the rain pounded so heavily on the metal roof you could hardly hear, and the electricity went out. We made lanterns by putting our water bottles on top of our phone flashlights, illuminating the table in blue, green, and orange. After dinner, no one wanted to go out in the rain so we played BS (also known as lies when played around...