To Nicarugaua

Man does Laurieanna have a fire in her. One night, we got out of a taxi in front of our hotel and one guy started to walk towards us. When Laurieanna saw 4 guys coming from the other way, she threw me and Shaun in the hotel door and rather than running in after us, she stood in the doorway with her fists in the air ready to fight. She mus barely be 5 feet tall.

Shaun just realised that his 90 day visa in Costa Rica was about to run out so we decided to head up to Nicaragua to see our buddy Warren and his wife Rena in Matagalpa. It was a long hard bus ride. When we got off the bus in Matgalpa, there was the only English sign I have seen here. The sign read something like ¨Please aboard taxi inside the bus termainal.¨ There was a picture of a guy with a gun shooting a police officer. Shaun said,¨Let´s walk.¨ The power was out and all the streets were dark. We would periodically trip over bumbs on the road. A guy carrying a machettee walked by. It was really spooky walking in a dark city.

We checked into a hotel and went to find Warren. Warren wasn´t home on the first attempt so we went to Shaun´s favourite bar, The Scorpio. The Scorpio is a rough bar that is 96% 100% heterosexual men. There are about 6 tables, 3 slot machines and the centre of attention is a modern juke box which had countless songs. We sat in the corner. Men were dancing with each other, and getting really drunk. The guy beside me threw a piece of paper whcih may have hit me accidentally. I turned and scouled. He shook my hand and we started talking. Before long about have the guys in the bar we coming up to us, talking and male toching us way too much. White people are extreemly rare in Matagalpa and extremely rare in rough bar like the Scorpio.

We went to find Warren and this time his wife, Rena was there. She called him and he came huffing up the hill after a few minutes, drunk as hell. We all went out. and called it an early night, breaking Warren´s religion.

The next day was my best yet. I awoke to a traquil, green city nestled in the mountians. There are lots of hot women here and they all stare at the gingos. Actually everyone stares at us. We went to Warren´s and he had the day planned for us. First we took a cab to to a very beautiful resturant in the country. It should be noted that things are super cheap here. $5 for a hotel 35cents for a can of pop. After the resturant, we went to the only other building in the area, a small cantina. It had a dirt floor and many chickens would come and go through the bar. The odd person would walk in, shooked to see gringos way out in the sticks at the edge of the earth.

We hitched a ride back into town in the back of a pickup full of oranges, passing through an infinately beautifull valley. In town we bar hopped the cheapest, dirtiest places in town. Then we went to a cock fight. It was in a poor suburb and cost about 60 cents to get in. They tie razor sharp blades to the rooster´s feet and a match lasts 15 minutes or until death. Every one in a while, the ref pauses the fight. One of the cock owners would put the head of the cock in his mouth and suck out the blood from its eyes. It was a rough and roudy crowd. There was a tree groing through the washroom which smelled like north Edmonton.

After that we met up with Rena and a bunch of her girl friends to go to a Salsa club. What a great time. It was the best club I have been to. Outside, 3 girls for evey guy and dancing like you have never seen Rena was probably the best dancer there and she showed me a few moves. There were some kids in the bar as well that daced really well and gave me some hi-fives.

Enogh for now.....