I recently traveled to Nicaragua with our coffee roaster: Counter Culture Coffee. We stayed near San Ramon on an organic coffee farm/ecolodge – Finca Esperanza Verde.
Beautiful views, vibrant wildlife, succulent fruits – these are words, descriptors to be used when attempting to describe to another a sense of place or to tell a story that has meaning and background. A really good storyteller is a gift to those who are within earshot.
But as all travelers know, you really have to be there to believe it. There was a group of us who arrived in Managua, the capitol, to learn more about how coffee is grown and processed and what variables are important when trying to decide which coffee is great, which is good and which is not acceptable. Very subjective material.
The simplicity and straightforward lifestyle of most of the native people that we came into contact is anything but subjective. To my overly privileged, obsessively informed and curiously ignorant view the Nica people seemed poor. Poorer than I could have imagined, even having watched NatGraph documentaries my whole life. Driving by, walking by and interacting with some of the farmers and workers, my initial reaction quickly turned onto itself, however and I realized that their lack of awareness of our lifestyle made their poverty much less of a psychological burden. Where a westerner would feel bad about their plight, some of the people that I saw were simply walking with their bundles or sitting with their children.