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For those who got a teensy bit close to the bull horns...

Saturday and Sunday the 11th and 12th of August were the first of the weekends for “Hípico”—the names confuse me. This is ALWAYS the 15th of August, however because this August it fell on a Wednesday, the powers that be decreed that not only should everyone have the day off on August 15th, but there would also be parades, parties, fun in the streets and general merriment on both of the weekends surrounding the 15th. These Nicaraguans, they know how to do a public holdiay with style.

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Short story: <i>Wild Jungle Pig</i>



Reg and his wife Missy were lost. Very lost. Hopelessly lost. And Reg, for one, was pretty unhappy about it.

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Short story: <i>Emergency</i>



The doors thudded open again, and some new bloodsoaked and deflated excuse for a human being shot screaming on a stretcher into the hall, surrounded by what looked like overgrown kids in jumpsuits playing doctor.

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Short story: <i>Old Tom's Trailer</i>



I was out in the desert again, looking for flying saucers and gold dust, leastways that's what I told old Tom when I crossed the mangled piece of barbed wire that serves as a boundary line between his place and everywhere else.

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Short story: <i>Monday morning</i>



Eliza sat demurely at her workstation, waiting for the digital clock in front of her to flick its ugly grey numbers over to read 8:30.

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Short story: <i>Friday night</i>



It's a jungle out there.

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My big toe



Relevant pictures seemed inappropriate. Fairy floss, anyone?

And what a fun-filled couple of weeks it's been. Once again, Nicaragua is celebrating the virgin. We asked our Spanish teacher Veronica if there was a month that they didn't celebrate the virgin here, but apparently that's unheard of. Anyway, on to the events!

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Short story: <i>Jerry's Flat</i>



Just inside the doorway of Jerry's flat, if you take one step in and then turn and look to your right, there's a cupboard of some kind.

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Short story: <i>The New Baby</i>



There's a lot of building, a lot of hustle and bustle and arrangements and strange people with tape measures and hard-hats and somewhat undecorous mustaches, going on about the place and I for one don't like it at all.

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Short story: <i>Beware of the Swan</i>



Mr Smith peeped out through a crack in his lace curtains at the entrance to his driveway. He sucked in his breath through his teeth and exhaled worriedly. He pulled the curtains closed again. He straightened them so they would look undisturbed from the outside, where a car was quietly nosing into his driveway.

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Short story: <i>In the garden</i>



I like to sit in the garden, just here on this stone bench. It’s cold, the stone. Only in the heat of midday, if the sun is shining very hard, will the stone begin to warm up. But I don’t mind if there’s a bit of a chill.

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Short story: <i>The butcher</i>



When the butcher’s wife left the house late one afternoon, he knew something was up.

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Short story: <i>Colourblind</i>

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Short story: <i>The blue dress</i>



The last time I travelled on this road, I was hitching.

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Short story: <i> Billy and the medicine-man</i>



The medicine-man sat at the bar, with a tattoo that swelled over the bridge of his nose and wandered over his cheeks like tears, pooling down in the dips and hollows of his neck under his ears.

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A picture would represent 1000 words, if I'd had my camera which I didn't...


This photo is an irrelevant side picture of a particularly attractive butterfly, but I am about to tell an anecdote that I would have loved a picture of but didn't have a camera.

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Home sweet home!


Parade at our front door.

Okay, so the water and power situation is now at least consistent. We get both power and water all weekend. There is no water every weekday between the hours of ~8AM and ~3PM, and there is three hours per day of no power, running on weekly schedules. All very respectable really.

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Returning to Nicaragua


The ceiling at the Teatro National

Our final day in Costa Rica saw us hitting the buffet for the last time, getting all our stuff together, settling our bill (which was less than $400 and that included about four meals!) and heading back to the bus station, having been out of Nicaragua for over the required seventy two hours.

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Day three in Costa Rica


How cool is that toucan?

Okay, so this was our final day in Costa Rica, and we were doing a big tour to “Tortuga Island” (tortuga = turtle). Sounds fun, but involved being AT A DIFFERENT HOTEL AT 6AM. Fun factor rapidly declining.

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