The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

- Robert Frost

the 1 less traveled by

A move to Nicaragua

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June 14, 2016 By Jenna Reid 132 Views

San Juan del Sur Rodeo

Last year we missed the local rodeo, so this year I wanted to make sure we went. I had heard the bulls were treated poorly, but when traveling, I like to experience the culture’s traditions, so I went, despite the pit in my stomach.

The rodeo was on Nica-time, so we had some cold beers in one of the pop-up bars outside the rodeo while waiting for it to begin.

SJDS Rodeo — Bull clearly winning this round

Besides the empty beer cans being tossed at the bulls and the small holding area where I’m sure the bulls were less than happy to be squeezed in with each other, the mistreatment of the animals was not that bad…on the day we went.

Here are a couple videos from that day.