Anyway, after a pleasant night in Jinotega we headed to Esteli. We had met a group of guys at dinner in Jinotega that were heading our way, just earlier than we left. Too bad we didn't leave first...
|I don't know what Alex is doing/looking at, but I do know why she is by the side of the road...|
Gregorie had to pee and for whatever reason, Gregg turned off the engine. And then Elsie just wouldn't start again. We had a battery charger with us. That wasn't the problem.
We fussed and tried this and that. Eventually Gregg decided it was just time to bang on the starter with a heavy tool while I turned over the engine. I sent a prayer to the universe before we started and invoked my healing energies. The engine turned over. Gregg was convinced it was the bang. I felt differently.
Regardless, we made it to Esteli.
And checked into the Hotel Los Arcos. Which has this beautiful courtyard. And nice comfie rooms. And is part of a training project run by Familias Unidas, training young people for jobs. Good stuff. After a bit of time in our pretty lux room we re-grouped and headed out to explore Esteli.
|I love Greggie's face here.|
|And Alex's here.|
We ate a great pizza/pasta lunch and then....
Gregorie had a major meltdown on a Nicaraguan sidewalk. Oh, she would not move. I don't remember what she wanted. Maybe cotton candy or chicles. But she would not budge. Alex and I kept walking and left poor Daddy Bearsy to deal. He coaxed, he soothed. Nope.
Finally, an older woman walked up to Greggie and gave her a lollipop. And gave Gregg a big ol' nasty look. Greggie jumped up and moved on. Well, a little sugar might cure everything. When you're three.
So do "cell phones" and fancy dress shops. [BTW, those cell phones are new toothbrushes!]