one of the best part of travel is people watching. your everyday life, strung together with jobs, meetings, appointments, errands is put on hold. when you are on the road, normalcy is defined in different terms. here, you are living in pure moment, and ironically you become witness to the people around you living their lives, doing those mundane things you have escaped. yet in this light, in this space: it is beautiful. this recognition of life hits you with all its color, stench, and noise. life is beautiful. people, with all their problems and imperfections, are beautiful.
these are the faces of nicaragua that helped me realize this absolute fact: