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Saturday, April 21, 2012

#56 Accounting


Let’s talk about accounting. Ugh, how boring right? Wrong.

My perspective on the field of accounting has changed completely since coming to Nicaragua. I graduated with an accounting degree from University of Maryland and for four years straight I too thought of accounting as a relatively boring subject. It wasn’t until I came here and began working with local businesses that I gained an appreciation and respect for my accounting degree and the business knowledge I have because of it.

Very few businesses here have any sort of accounting or record keeping. The majority of businesses have no idea if this past month was a profitable month or not. How is that possible? What is common “business” sense to you is not common sense to everyone. Money and sales are not recorded in any sense of the words, the money comes in, goes into the owners pocket or drawer, and then goes out the same way. If you need money for groceries, bills, or business supplies, you reach into that same pocket. If at the end of the day you can still pay your staff and are not going to sleep hungry then you have had a successful day.

Unfortunately, that is not how business works. Many of these owners have several income generating businesses and all the money goes into the same pocket. The family I live with has the following sources of income: Hotel rooms (short term and long term), homemade ice creams, fresh fruit juices, a restaurant on weekends, and even a mechanic shop. What are the chances that all these businesses are profitable and that all the products (thinking about all the various costs) are sold with a profit if not one of the businesses uses any system of accounting? 

I spend a fair amount of time teaching business owners about accounting, its importance, and ease (we use a very basic level of accounting). This allows many of these businesses, many having been in business for up to 30 years, to see their income for the first time. Together, we understand all the costs for each individual product (ex. chicken plate for dinner = chicken, seasoning/spices, wood/coal for grill, gas, rice, beans, oil, vegetables, (etc…) and a percentage of all the fixed costs) then bump up the price and reset the old price for the new one.

Many owners have been using the same prices for years, not adjusting for rises in costs. Last week I had a meeting and because an owner was concerned with her accounting and wanted my help. A community-run restaurant has 13 different employees who work alternating shifts during the week. Each employee records the transactions during their shift. However, each does so in their own record book, in their own style, not one with any accounting knowledge, and a few can not read nor write. The first thing I did was picked a random transaction out and found that the juice boxes they buy in packs of 24 are being sold at a loss when sold individually. Every juice box sold results in a loss because they have not updated prices as costs have risen. At the same time, so many other businesses are selling this juice box for this same at-a-loss price that I know that each of them are losing money as well.

A hostel around the corner solicited my help with their accounting the other day and they are using excel spreadsheets to record transactions – purchases, daily income, payroll, and a monthly summary. Here again, the very first transaction I picked I had found an error when copying the total income from the daily income spreadsheet to the monthly report simply (not simply at all) because the user wasn’t using excel’s formulas.

Luckily for me, when the first things you choose at random are erroneous and you can clearly explain an easy solution, you are given immediate respect and free rein to make the necessary changes - a process that can take months because in the Nicaraguan culture a solid foundation of trust must be establish before you can point out more efficient methods for their businesses. In the first example, I gave the community leader tables with [Date] [Description of transaction] [Sale] [Purchase] [Total] as headers and the responsibility to teach her employees how to fill in each line as a separate transaction. Next, for the hotel, I built them an easy to understand flowing excel workbook so if he enters in one transaction, he only needs to do so once and it goes in all the right places.

My perspective of accounting has changed in recent months from a boring dull field to a wonderfully helpful tool so vital to a business. Business owners here really love accounting as it is their opportunity to see how much money their businesses generate and areas they can improve upon. Many become giddy and excited the first time we are able to price out their products and truly think it is the coolest thing. Needless to say, these reactions may have influenced my opinion.

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

#55 Pleasure


Apart from the main business focus of my job, I have had the opportunity to travel and be a part of lots of interesting activities here on Ometepe. It is wonderful, literally every week is different with new and exciting adventures to look forward to. At the end of this week for Semana Santa (Easter break), I am going to a Caribbean island with two friends (Kyle - flying in from Chicago, and my PC friend Jake), some San Jaun del Sur partying, and 4 nights exploring Ometepe climbing volcanoes, riding bulls, sipping Tonyas on the beach, and the inevitable cockfight.

In mid February there was an Ultra-marathon on the island having runners run 25km, 50km, or 100km including the ascent and descent of the two large volcanoes that make up the island. I had no idea freaks like this existed and it was wild to see how fast these animals were able to complete the unthinkable. At the end, I explained to the organizers my interest in their race and, a few days later, they offered me the role of Director of Volunteers next year organizing all the logistics, nutritional needs, and volunteer manpower needed to manage the race. I gladly accepted.
Race Map... You can't see the change in elevation or road conditions, but trust me they both suck

These runners definitely aren't running for any great prize, the winners get these little trophies

My volunteer station for the day definitely could have been worse

Mango season has arrived so I get to eat mangos freshly picked from trees everyday. I have developed a deep addiction to mangoes and don’t leave the house without my dental floss in case I should stumble upon a mango tree, or be given a mango by anyone I may see.

There have been an abnormal number of baby horses in the area recently and I love it. If my camera charger wasn’t stuck in Connecticut, I would have photos to post right here.

My neighbor/friend and I took a drive to the Pacific beach (Playa Popoyo) last weekend to play in the waves and visit an old friend of his who used to live on Ometepe.
Veryyy nice beaches :)

That little speck is my buddy Alvaro

Here he is again but in turban mode

The English owner of the delicious Cornerhouse restaurant down the block took me with him to a Nica house on the beach to watch the butchering of a pig he had been fattening up for the past 8 months. We missed the death blow to the carotid, but got there in time to see the shaving, skinning, and butchering of the meat. 

La chanchita

Yes, that would be her tail

Action shot to the faceeee


Lovely photo with such a pleasant background

Even the skinny little pup gets a bite to eat

Wonderful photo with the women preparing the meat as the men slice it apart

This little girl couldn't stop staring

Job well done

An Australian couple on the other side of the island recently got their hands on some money donated for recreational activities for the kids in the rural area where they live. I accompanied them as they used the money to transport the children to the Ojo de Agua (a natural spring filled pool) and give swimming lessons to the kids – a crucial skill for those living on an island made up of volcanoes… It was such fun seeing how happy the kids were and being able to play with them for the morning hours.

My neighbor and I also took an uncomfortable and bumpy beyond belief ride around the whole southern volcano of the island ending up at a surprisingly developed and beautiful entrance to hike to a waterfull. We did the hike and have some poor quality photos from my ipod to prove it.


My sitemate organized an opportunity fair for the ten best students in senior year for each of the ten high schools on the island. The event was a HUGE success leaving all the kids talking about it for the weeks following. About a dozen university representatives showed up - career fair style – to talk to the students about the opportunities they offer. Several professionals from various fields (psychologist, bank manager, tourist expert, businessman, hotel owner) came to discuss their careers and answer questions. Lastly, a few representatives from organizations offering scholarships attended to explain the application process and the scholarships available to them. She has all the pics from this event and hasn’t posted them, but I will post them once they are uploaded!

#54 Business


Long overdue blog post here. First, business. Second, pleasure.
Aerial photo of Ometepe in Lake Nicaragua

Almost two months have passed since my high school entrepreneurship classes started up again and, during that time, lots of changes and events have taken place. Unfortunately, I do not have the stamina to go into depth for each and every change/event so I will briefly touch upon the highlights. 

Granada
Karaoke Bar in Granada
I am now teaching one school per week at one of four schools within a 30 minute bus ride. Classes did not start until about the third week after the school started because the schools did not know how many students would be attending, therefore could not make the (handmade) schedule with the correct number of sections in it until they did find out. Classes now continue week in and week out, with some far better than others.
The school system here is so ‘different’ (chaotic), from ours in the US that I find I can have several weeks where only 15% of my total time in the classroom would be considered productive. This is often very frustrating, but I have become much better at controlling my discontentment and have even begun accepting these misfortunes and not letting them bother me. In the schools, I have started acting as a second teacher to the math teachers finding a new and profound interest in mathematics, even offering extra help tutoring after classes.


Watermelons are cheap... Watermelon eating contests :)

Raffle to win the pig! 


Doing some business consulting
During the mornings, I continue to work with the Ruta Triangulo del Sur, a Casa Pellas (the richest family/business in Nicaragua) branch offering co-investments for tourism related businesses on Ometepe. I have helped make new menus for restaurants, teach business owners accounting methods, change several prices and pricing strategies of various businesses, and will be hosting business workshops/classes in the coming weeks to dozens of business owners. Working with this company, I am able to get to know the local business owners on the island and better understand the tourism industry that is growing so rapidly in Nicaragua. Plus, the guys I work with are a fun and entertaining trio teaching me new ‘vocab’ daily.
Meeting with a women's rural tourism group

Private tour of Ometepe's museum from the owner
The most recent, and by far most interesting and fun, is a new tourism project with an indigenous (more like rural) community on Ometepe. Two recent college graduates have been spending the past two/three months working with this community organizing tours, cooking classes, homestays, and several other offers - essentially opening a tourism business to benefit the community. One of their parents is a graphic designer and put together a beautiful brochure and is working on the final details of the website as we speak. The two of them, Cory and Sam, have to return this week to their seasonal jobs in Yellowstone National Park and have, thus, left this project in my hands at opening day. This community currently does not have running water nor electricity but expect to soon due to a donation from followers of Cory’s parent’s blog (blogging about being retired in Ometepe, Nicaragua). This project will, without a doubt, be a huge success and I feel lucky to be a witness to the tremendous positive effects this project will have on the community (running potable water, electricity, scholarships, nursery schools, community centers, etc…).

I attended a meeting this past week with the community members involved in the project as well as the project founders, Cory and Sam, and the community members were extremely receptive, delightful, and very interested in the services I plan to offer them.  My role will be to help the business aspects: quality control, customer service, organizing the employees, determining roles and responsibilities, management of finances, and assist with marketing techniques. The first group of travelers that were shown the new brochure immediately booked a tour and reported back saying it was one of the best experiences they had had thus far in Nicaragua. It is truly the ideal experience for a traveler of any kind – total cultural immersion embracing the native perspective. 

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

#53 A Very Happy Birthday Party


     My 24th birthday was unlike any birthday I’ve had to date. I had told a few friends, counterparts, and neighbors to come by to hang out, have a bite to eat, and a share a few drinks. I should have known better than to expect a ‘small get together’ and rather expect a full blown party at the hotel-type place where I live.
     I started the day off right with an early Skype session with some family back home and spent the rest of the day doing some business advising in the morning and teaching an entrepreneurship class to my favorite school during the afternoon (by the way, all teachers have favorite classes and students). After a successful and enjoyable workday, I went back home to chat with my sort-of-host-family about the party later that night.
Giddy all night :D
     The owner of the hotel (a Miss Chilo) and the two girls who work here full time had already bought a TON of food to cook for the big party I didn’t know was going to happen. I had already ordered a few pizzas from the tasty pizza place up the street to surprise some guests (pizza is pretty much a delicacy here due to it being so expensive compared to a nice dish of gallo pinto and fried cheese).
     Then came the hand-made Flor de Cana piñata (Nicaraguan rum), stereo and speakers, freshly baked cake with my name icing-ed on it, and, lastly, arrived all the guests with presents! I haven’t received presents for any holiday since my laser tag party in 5th grade, so I was ecstatic (and slightly guilty, feeling bad for collecting these presents).
My buddy Alvaro and me
     Counterparts (co-teachers) and their families, my English class students, neighbors, the guys I work with in the business consulting office, the ex-pat couple from the delicious Cornerhouse restaurant around the corner, and of course my PC sitemate Noelle all came to celebrate with me!
     Throughout the party, the food from the kitchen literally never stopped coming out. After the first chicken and rice dish and pizza, I was more than full, but little did I know that there would still be three more rounds of food to be served and cake and ice cream. After some mingling, we got down to business with the piñata. What an experience.
Legit killing it on the pinata/dance floor
     Music is played, loudly, and the batter is given half a broom handle and gets blindfolded. Someone yanks the piñata up or down with the sole intention to make the pathetic, blindfolded, and desperate batter look as much like a fool as possible. The audience participates yelling “Arriba (up),” “Abajo (down),” or “Baile (dance).” If the crowd yells to dance, you then must perform a quick solo dance and then get back to work. Seeing my (somewhat) little 7 year old neighbor dance during his turn will be in my PC memory bank forever. Almost everyone had the chance to give that tough piñata a proper beating and show off their smooth dance moves, but the piñata had its last stand when a grandma/neighbor (I think?) stepped up, did a little dance, took one clean swing and caused legit mayhem to ensue. The kids AND adults (especially the grandma tossing people out of her way) absolutely lost their minds when the candy exploded. You would have thought their lives depended on collecting this candy. Again, hilarious.
Kid's got moves
My wonderful sitemate joining in!
My English students
Delicious Cornerhouse owner, Gary, getting his turn. His dancing was an instant classic.

Age is irrelevant in the sport of Pinata. She had the final blow and then proceeded to elbow little kids out of her way on her candy hunt. Watch yourself around this woman.
Loving those dulces
Gettin' my freak on...
     But the party doesn’t stop there. Next came the dancing. I worked up quite a sweat using the little (only) real Latin dance moves I’ve been able to master and clearly a couple of spins for some flare on the dance floor. Everyone else enjoyed themselves dancing as well and soon it was time for the cake and birthday wishes. The Nicas sang their version of ‘Happy Birthday” which was nothing like ours and seemed to go on forever. Luckily for me, those awkward minutes when people are singing happy birthday to you and you don’t know what to do with yourself were caught on film, so maybe I’ll try posting that sometime soon.
"Felicidades Zac" birthday cake
     Then, we all ate the tasty birthday cake my neighbor had baked for me with a big tub of ice cream that one of my English students brought. We danced for sometime longer and then the party trickled down to me and the family. All in all, easily one of the best birthday parties I’ve ever had and far and away the most memorable. Looking forward to seeing how the 24th year of my life goes! :)













Wednesday, January 25, 2012

#52 Visit Stateside

Mom making me feel right at home :)
After 8 months in Nicaragua, I was ready to go back home for a short visit and see some friends and family. This was a wild experience providing some serious introspective moments where I realized how much the Peace Corps had changed me. Prior to the Peace Corps, I'd traveled fairly extensively around the world picking up/understanding a worldly perspective, but never acquiring a true foreign perspective. Living and integrating into the Nicaraguan culture, I could now see the United States from a far more objective viewpoint. In essence, I have been able to separate my culture from my identity. A really bizarre and rare opportunity many will never experience. Thanks Peace Corps!
That is a cute puppy
You can say as many negative things about the USA as you want; politics are a mess, congress is corrupted by big business, family bonds are weakening, commercialism, consumerism, blah blah blah… What many fail to realize is how awesome America is [Insert ‘America f*ck yea’ song here]. No, seriously. As soon as I stepped off the plane in Miami, I was blown away and not just by the gorgeous talent only found in Miami. Everything was so clean, shiny, organized, developed. The second realization was, When did everyone buy an iPhone and iPad? Literally everyone was so concerned with their phones and tablets that I narrowly avoided crashing into a few people who failed to look up from their busy little computers. Coming back home in Connecticut, the traffic ran so smoothly and efficiently on those open paved roads, all the signs were clear and spelled correctly, the diversity and creativity of businesses surprised me, and the prevalence of advanced technology was everywhere.
That is a cute mom
After seeing dirt floor homes, zinc sheets/various sized wood boards for walls/tarps for walls, latrine bathrooms, and insect infestations just to name a few of the living conditions common to Nicaraguan homes, words couldn’t express my delight to be back home. Better said in my friend Julian’s blog after visiting some of his students at their homes, “In some households I simply could not even comprehend how so many people live under one roof, and not to mention the quality of these roofs.” Arriving at 12 Roseview Court, I appreciated the hardwood/carpeted/tiled floors, climate control, hot/cold water, security, lack of bugs everywhere, stocked fridge/pantry… I opened my closet and took a step back as I was blown away by how much clothes were staring me in the face. Why does anyone need this much clothing. Absolutely ridiculous, yet I still had trouble deciding what to wear #firstworldproblems. I could literally go on and on about how lucky I am to have grown up in a country as developed as America and my appreciation of the opportunities just living there has given me but I won’t. Enough.

The trip itself was, although quick, just wonderful. My parents greeted me at baggage claim with hugs and kisses and even a little, recently adopted, puggle named Riley. While Skype has definitely eased the burden of being away from home, there is nothing like hanging out and spending time with people in person. We went home, I enjoyed my first hot shower in months, watched TV on my dad’s new movie theater sized TV, and then went out for a delicious sushi dinner. Getting into bed, my mother had recently put a new dark blanket on my bed and little blanket fibers were on my sheets and it took me a moment to realize that they weren’t little bugs and I wouldn’t be spending the night sleeping with bugs as neighbors.
We left the next morning for Philly to see the majority of my close family. As always, it was great to see everyone and that they are all in good spirits and places in their lives. A friend, Lubin, from UMD studying law in Camden swung by for a visit and filled me in on all I’ve missed in the past few months and loaded up my iTunes with some fresh music.

Back in Connecticut the next day, I went out to another sushi dinner with close friends from high school – Justin, Joe, Chetrit, and Sarah – and got filled in on all their lives. Two of them working with accounting firms solidified my decision for holding off on starting my career for a little while as they explained the tiresome and long hours in their offices. It was also fun (for me) to share the Nicaraguan culture to them and boast about my job. I really enjoyed catching up with all my friends and getting filled in on where the various people in my life currently are and what everyone is doing.

The next day, my parents and I flew down to Turks and Caicos for a bonding, fluffy week in some beachside all-inclusive resort. Every meal was incredibly flavorful and colorful leaving me a good 10 pounds heavier. Scuba diving, sailing, eating, massages, margaritas and dirty monkeys, reading, and poolside lounging entertained me for the week. I enjoyed spending all that time with my parents, having real conversations with them and being adults with each other. Although still, sometimes Dad, you gotta know when the line is being crossed.
    Flying back into Nicaragua I had flashbacks of this same flight 8 months back and how much had happened since then. The heat hit me right away outside the airport and, very strangely, I could actually feel my mind shift into Spanish mode. My work punched me in the face immediately as year-end reports were due that week and, BAM, I’m back into Peace Corps mode just like that.




Poolside chillin'


Getting my Scuba on

These are those 'dirty monkeys' mmm so good

My dad agreed to go sailing with me a second time after I capsized the first day... oops...


One cozy hammock