I got myself a small apartment in town. I traded space, windows, and an oven for air conditioning, safety and a contingency of grumpy old gringos. I'm not sure I would even call it an apartment as much as a windowless room with a refrigerator and microwave. The windowless part may be a problem for me, we'll see. I did find out that you can cook quiche-like egg dishes in the microwave. Add some Lizano salsa (the local hot sauce) and it's pretty good. Of course, just about everything is good with Lizano, so this is not necessarily and endorsement for cooking eggs in the microwave.
I have met an interesting local who fought for the Sandinistas back in the 80s (Ortega's reigning party and target of the US backed Contras). I was pleased to find he did not automatically hate me for being American, as I suspected he might. Even though he has lived most of his post-Sandinista days in Canada, I still think it is good news.
At the coffee shop today I heard the words circus, midgets, fat ladies, and 7:30. I am thinking early 1900s Barnum and Bailey type circus....
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