Dia 2: From Liberia to Managua.
I am now at Managua, in a room I could find in Indonesia, for the same price as indonesia and I had dinner at Managua in a cantina that guess what? looked like the classic indonesian food stand with the same food as I could have been served in Indonesia with the exception that rice is also mixed with frigoles (arriba el gallito pinto!!).
All the bus drive I was looking through the window, and what I could see were volcanoes, mountains, a lot of vegetation,trees, banana plantations:Indonesia again.
Although I was very proud of myself with the indonesian lingo I learned while I was travelling last year, this is not comparable with the experience of being in a very far away land and you can speak perfectly their mother tongue, It is so special!!!
People are treating me very well, and I find Central americans very nice. I always like more the old people and the very young ones, I guess it is because I feel I can trust them more.
During the trip from Liberia to Managua I was sitting all the way with la señora Marbella, 53 year old Nica (that is the way of calling Nicaraguans) that came from visiting one of her daughters at San Jose. I really enjoy talking with this people, always with a smile on their face, and of easy laugh and conversation. Before I could tell Sra. Marbella and another 2 ladies sitting in front of me we were best pals.
I was a little bit scared the last days thinking about the dangers of travelling through Central America, but so long, it is really safe.