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Seperating from S&C, F & I headed to Suchitoto, via San Slavador, before heading to Managua for Christmas.
Things were odd in a neat way in Suchitoto.
It started off by meeting a feller nicknamed 'Jersey'. Who we stopped to ask about accomodations because he looked like he was staying in a hotel. Jersey was arguing with a lady selling 'pupusas' on the street that the quantity of cheese and beans in the flour pancake was not adequate. This was right after he bartered the poor woman down 5 cents.
Ye,s this is foreshadowing.
Not yet sure of his character, we decided to walk around to find a hotel together. After the long walk brought us to a family home things were going great. F & I joined in a game of futball on the street with some locals while Jersey sat inside the porch waiting for the mother of the family to come home so he can barter her down to $4 instead of the apparently unbearable $5 the family normally charges for an overnight stay. We paid the family upfront and gave the mother the extra money that jersey squeezed out of her. Jersey was not impressed.
Francie dodged and weaved Jersey's questions of dinner sufficiently enough for us to dodge a date for the meal. We found a neat little restaurant in the nearly abondoned town square and were having a nice, quiet meal, until Jersey showed up and sat beside a Danish girl and another fella from New Zealand, Tom (which was pronounced 'Tam' by his accent).
Whooo... this is getting long. Buckle in, I'm still going on...
Jersey proceeded to flirt and place charm on the Danish girl to try and get her to spend Christmas with him. He was giving a full-court press, but she was having not much of it. We stumbled back to bed soon after tiring of his voice.
The next day we met Tam at breakfast and showed him to the home we were staying at so he could stay there tonight. We decided to go down to the Lake (the big town attraction) with Tam later that afternoon and found an amazing sight. It was a lake. nothing more, nothing less. This hyped up town had a lake. It was nice ut there was no swimming, no park, no sitting, just restaurants and a mediocre view. It was quite hilarious becasue you even had to pay to go down to the lake where there wasn't even a view. There were hilaious boat tours been offered that we never went on for obvious reasons. But to get out of the main dock the boats had to ram back and forth the vegetation so it could get out to the lake. It was one of the funniest things i ever saw. We later went to lunch with Tam and heard lots of stories of robbery, Mexico and life on the open road.
Solo travellers are often so self-centred during conversations. i guess that's because they rarely speak to fellow gringos and are probably dying to share their new found worldly insight people. oh well, managua was another story...
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