Days 19-20 – Weekend in Trujillo
We decided to skip the mountain climbing in Gracias to avoid another 20 hours on bus, and I am so glad we did. A couple of the girls came to our town and we just showed them around, chilled at the beach, and ate some delicious food. At our wine café, the waiter basically gave us the insider’s scoop on how little people earn in this country. It was really surprising that he got paid probably only $10 a day, basically a plate of food for us, and he was considered a pretty well-to-do guy. We were about to experience the nightlife for the first time in Trujillo but then there was a power cut; maybe it was a sign and we were saved us from a disastrous night.
Part of my weekend was pretty physically miserable because I got a horrible case of the heat rash again. It looked like boiled skin and that made me get the shivers just looking at it, which made me get the goosebumps, and that made them look worse and itch more. Not the most pleasant experience.
On Saturday night, we took the girls to Casa Kiwi because we ran into the cute couple who told us they were having their good-bye party that night. We ran into the man who we talked to for a bit at the Medical Brigades and so we sat down with him. Our conversation (on top of finally finishing my Naked Economics book) has finally given me some light on how I and/or Americans should view developing nations. I’ll save that bit for a post of it’s own.
We went on a day trip to Tocoa on Sunday to just do some shopping. Got to get a taste of a Fuji Apple for the first time in 2 months; it wasn’t as satisfying as I had hoped but it was a tease for the amazing apples back at home. Never would I have thought I would crave specific things…and of all things, an apple? Weird things going away for 2 months can do. That night, we went to Catholic church, a first for me, and it was nice to see the town so united.
Four more days, until Managua and then home!
