My gypsytoes have been itching for a cheap, comfortable retirement haven abroad for many years. We discovered the road less traveled eight years ago when my family helped me deliver 500 pounds of school supplies to an impoverished school in Nicaragua.
My husband, Ron (which means rum in Spanish), and I jumped at a chance to live and work on Ometepe Island, Nicaragua seven years ago. Although managing a backpacker’s hostel turned out to be a big mistake, we did stay on the island.For a lack of better sense, we quit our teaching jobs, sold our cars, and gave away all of our winter clothes. Returning to the states was really not an option. We rented a little beach house and taught ESL for a year before returning to our grownup lives as teachers in Gringolandia.It was our grand experiment with ‘pretirement’.
If people concentrated on the really important things in life, there’d be a shortage of fishing poles. ~Doug Larson
With early retirement goals in hand, we struggled for five years to become debt free and purchase the little beach house we rented for a year on the island. In the summer of 2010, we returned to Ometepe Island, this time with more knowledge and understanding of how things work…or don’t work, in Nicaragua.
Please join me in our new adventures, as well as some of the old, as boomer economic refugees in Nicaragua. We are rewired and retired…life will never be the same.
Debbie and Ron