Blogs from Capital Region, Nicaragua, Central America Caribbean - page 17

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So after getting an e-mail just now from my father telling me very bluntly that I need to update, and since I'm finallyyyyy in a cyber and have time, here goes a hopefully nice, long entry for you all. I apologize for the delay but I rarely have time to go to a cyber anymore and when I am on the computer in the house I don't like to be on for very long because the whole family uses it! Where did I leave off on the last one? Hmmm...Ah! The arrival of Ted Anderson and Bille and MOPers! So that was back in February. Lo siento!!! (Sorry!) So Isaac and Pablo and Susan and I were all so excited about them arriving, (four of my MOPers came with Ted so it was a big deal ... read more


I wrote this poem on a cramped chicken bus ride towards cosiguina (a volcano in the North of Nica). There were pot holes in the road the size of small towns, so I figured Id try and get it down in a more legible format. give us your guns not bags of rice and corn let us defend ourselves from the ever changing enemy the well trained magician who never ceases to disappear only to turn up cloaked in the flag of a different nation with new expectations and conditions illuminating countries in neon with a wave of his wand turning the world into a light bright charade of alienated strategy behind the scenes, pressed suits glide silently over floors that gleam reflections of forgotten ghosts the filed away consequences of decisions made in board rooms ... read more


Perched on a hill outside Masaya, Nicaragua, with a stunning view of the town and volcano-riddled countryside, is an abandoned stone fortress called Coyotepe. It´s construction dates back more than 100 years, but its infamy comes from its use during the Somoza regime, when it housed dungeons and torture chambers for political prisoners. It was also the location of an infamous massacre, when during the revolution, as the Sandinistas stormed the hill, the National Guard slaughtered all prisoners inside moments before the fort was captured. I arrived there this morning, entering through the rusted gates to the sound of a young couple laughing. They stood on one of the domed turrets, the man taking pictures of the woman, who posed with her head turned, trying to accentuate her good side. The man scampered around, alternately kneeling ... read more


Whoops. Still doing horribly at updating this thing. Sorry! I've actually barely been home the last two weeks so I never really had the chance to keep you all updated on my oh-so-exciting life. hah. It'll be a very random entry. Some of it will be things actually going on in my life, whereas others will most likely just be random thoughts about the culture or things here. You are all probably used to my randomness by now. I know I wrote a very long time ago about a friend of mine that was saying he is depressed and wants to kill himself, and I'm still worried about him. He has his really good days where he is laughing with me and joking with me and then he has days where he is just miserable and ... read more


Geo: 12.1475, -86.2734To us, after a year of "travels" (see 2005-2006:South Asia & Africa) there is quite a distinction between a holiday and travel. Travel is taking a 20-seat bus with 50 other people and various market-bound cargo (squash, fish, chickens, etc.) for four hours (75 miles) whilst being subjected to a horribly tinny rendition of pop diva Celine Dion's music being played at superfast speed on the bus stereo, and then arriving to find a hostel replete with cold-water bucket showers and occaisionally-working electricity... This trip was intended to be, and was, pure holiday. We relaxed, we spent no fewer than three days in one place, we didn't stay in the cheapest places, and we didn't step foot on one local bus. Justin claims it was all for the sake of the baby. What ever ... read more
The Center of the Old Colonial City, Granada
Granada's Colorful Cathedral
A Nightime Shot of the Cathedral


Into the big city we went, and getting off the bus were not impressed with our filthy surroundings and touchy beggers. But further travel led us to a nice hotel with cheap rooms on a clean street out of the way from the chaos. We stayed a night before heading up to the volcanic crater lake Laguna de Apoyo. We stayed 2 nights at the Craters Edge Hostel were we swam and drank away the days. We also went down to the nearby town known for its market called Masaya and did some shopping. Then it was back to Granada for another night in the city before heading to the island. ... read more
Church in Granada
Statue, Ross and Eric
Street of Restaurants


I just held a chicken in a plastic bag for a while. It is now tied by its leg to the pole on our patio. I love this country. And I promise sometime soon I will try to make a real entry. I don't have much time lately at all. ... read more


So after updating my blog in the internet cafe in Liberia i headed back to Alctraz/stalag 7 or locally known as the Guncaste Hotel, I sat in the cafe and read the Lonely planet for a while and evlvated and iced my swollen foot/ankle, after whiling away some time doing that i then went to my room to do some repacking and to tend my cuts and clean them up and use some savlon on them. I then headed back to the cafe and got chatting to a Candian traveler Lisa and she has spent 2.5 months in Guate and Nica and was staying at the hotel and getting up at 4am for a flight from Libera back home, we chatted for a while and then i chatted to a Candian guy called Rich who lives ... read more
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I wanted to give you all a little background about our neighborhood before I write about a common occurrence that I've had during my time down here in Managua: We live next to and within a neighborhood where a large portion of the houses are made of rusty patched together Zinc plates and the main economic activity involves an illegal market of trucks selling gravel and dirt that is stripped from the nearby mountain. A significant portion of the community is struggling to find employment and to pay the bills, find money for food, etc. While I write this I know that it paints a desolate picture. I intend only to show the reality of the place and you should know that this can be contrasted with a significant wealthy population of the neighborhood. I would ... read more


Got a ride to the Monkey Hut, the Bearded Monkeys Hostel on the Laguna. Return trip was $3, and entrance was $6, although for another $4 you could spend the night. They keep the entrance fee at $6 simply to keep the "chill atmosphere" at the Hut. The lake is nice. Much like any lake in Manitoba or Ontario, it's got fresh water with bad viz, and surrounded by trees. The Hut has 3 kayaks, one missing a back rest, tire tubes, a floating dock and plenty of grass for lying around. Me Casey and Darren took off with the Kayaks, but it soon became apparent that Darren, who had the backless kayak, wouldn't be with us for much longer. His kayak flipped close to shore and he dissapeared from the water LOL. After returning ... read more




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