Today we woke up at 4:00 am and began our journey to Nicaragua. The flights were smooth and fairly short so we made it by 2:00 Eastern, 12:00 Managua. The most hectic part of the trip was once we got off the plane and almost all the way through customs. There was a mission trip from Texas on our flight which consisted of about fifty people. They decided to cut in front of everyone, including the local Nicaraguans, and to yell at the customs officials loudly in English even though they didn't speak English. Then they decided to yell at us as well. But we made it through though and met the Wake Forest MBA student that will be our go-to guy, Chris. Dr. A rented a car and we piled all the suitcases into her and Chris' cars. I chose to go with Chris which was quite a learning experience. Cars don't really follow any rules on the road. Honking at everything, tires in the road, and people in the road selling things are all very common. Buying mangoes at stoplights is very easy to do! When we finally got to the hotel, we unloaded and rested for a little while. The picture is what is directly behind the pool. It's a coconut tree, a common sight around here. Later we went to a really great restaurant. The food was delicious. Carne asada, rice and beans, and cabbage salad. Now we have work to do for class tomorrow...
2 comments:
Hey Mel! I can't believe the mission people were so rude. What were they yelling at everyone about? Were they adults? What does a mango taste like? I don't think I've ever had one. Love, Dad.
They just thought they owned the world. They kept yelling at the customs people even though they didn't speak English. Those people were so stereotypical, and yes, they were all adults. I'm not really sure how to describe mango. It's pretty good, but the pineapple was better.
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