. It was really sad and would have been sadder if we had a better understanding of Nicaraguan History. We then headed back to the hostel to read up a bit on the history... we still didn't fully understand it. We spent the rest of the evening talking and hanging out with Bob (US) and Carlos (Sweeden), who Ben and Bex had met a few weeks ago in Guatemala. At one point I almost started to cry it was so hot, only to be saved by a simi-cold shower... I was hopping for ice cubes.
The next morning we were all ready to be more cultured. After eating our leftover fruit and cereal for breakfast we headed to the art museum and the Rubio Dario Museum. The Art museum was quite nice with all different types... from classical to modern. It was really nice, my only complaint was that it wasn't air conditioned. It is really hot down here! The Rubio Dario Museum was located in his old house. Sadly enough all of the explanations were in Spainsh, and none of us knew much about the man to really understand it. Bex, acting as our guide, informed us all that some women in his life, possibly mother, sister, or wife, had injured her eye as a child. That is about all we got. I'm sure we could have taken more away from the experience... but it was so FREAKING HOT!!! After a nice lunch/dinner it was finally time to hit the road again. Ben, Bex and I were headed for Managua (the capital) to visit my brother's, friend's, fiance's, sister. I love saying it that way.
Well the first night in Leon was not too exciting. I did however buy my self a ankle bracelet that is pretty cool (I'm a hippy!!!). But mostly we just worked on the internet, and read our books in hammocks. The next morning we slept in late and eventually headed to a vegetarian restaurant that Bex had found (she's vegetarian and looks for these things). I had a really good stir fry... that would have been so much better with meat. We then had a whole day of museum viewing planned... must be productive. We first headed to the art museum that was said to be pretty good. Only to find that it was closed. Then on to the Rubio Dario (Nicaragua's/Central America's most famous poet) museum. It too was closed. I forgot most museums are closed on Mondays. Our last hope at being productive travelers, was the museum of heroes and martyrs. Yippee, it was open! It was run by the mothers of the war and contained hundreds of photos of the men, women and children (!) who died during the recent war