For your information, this lagoon is of volcanic origin. So in theory, although extremely unlikely, it could erupt.

Swimming in a volcano, qué salvaje! Haha

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Yep. The sun did it again. I was using sunscreen all the time in the weekend, I promise! But this happens every time I find myself in a sunny country after letting my skin turn almost see-through after a couple of weeks in the sunless Nordics.. I’m pink again.

On the work side, one if my projects is almost finished and I’m super excited to see it in print!

And here’s a simple DIY trick to distinguish between those annoyingly similar keys. Nailpolish!

I’m on the bus to Granada. A one hour ride with the local bus leaving every 15min from the UCA station. One pays only 1USD and the loud reggaeton music is included in the price.

My read for the road is a document on the progress of the key MTSP indicators.

The four focus areas are:
– Young child survival and development
– Basic Education and gender equality
– HIV / AIDS and Children
– Child protection from violence, exploitation and abuse.

Now you know.

As there was no water when I got home after a very long day, I started ironing clothes until I had gone through all of the dresses, shirts, skirts and blouses that had been so badly abused in my backpack.

Then the water was suddenly back on. A wonderful shower and kizombas in the background filled me with saudades for the city of dancing and sunrises.

The music immediately confused my overloaded brain, throwing it straight back into ‘maningue’ mode.

I might try to keep my Portuguese alive this way just in case. I did it with my Spanish while in Moz, listening to a lot of Bebe and Vetusta Morla and writing my emails to Ady in Spanish instead of English, haha.. it seems to have worked, I’m back on track now and learning new random words every day as about 80% of my meetings, emails and documents are in Spanish.

Probably my favourite thing about this city. Come on, Managua. I’m sure you can do better than this…

Anyway – I might go out of the city and do some exploring tomorrow. But first I will need some hours of proper sleep. My room has been fumigated and most of the bugs seem to have checked out. Who knows though, maybe they are just waiting for me to turn off the lights. *dramatic music*

Good night, all.

My new closet made me think of you, Cicirella, and look – I even closed all the doors to your honour!

It took me one week to look around and decide on where I will be living here in Managua, and I’m really enjoying my new place. My room is airy with a high ceiling and big windows both to the east and the west, the closet is huge so I can hang all my stuff up and don’t need to have anything laying around, my bathroom is mine, mine and only mine, I have my own patio for breakfasts im the sun or wine under starlit skies, and I’m fifteen minutes by foot from the office.

As a bonus, I have the funniest landlady ever. She is a super fit, energetic and positive 60-something year-old that looks at least ten years younger and lives a couple of minutes away from here. We went grocery shopping together when I had moved in today after work and decided that we should continue doing so because we had so much fun. Haha. And she bought me new towels!

It’s all a lovely deal – the only problem is that I’m not the only one loving it. Wait, what’s that? A spider, a mosquito, a fly, a big, red ant? Oh darn, they’re all over!

Good thing that I generally don’t mind bugs, but if any of them starts sucking my blood I’ll Baygon the soul out of every living creature in this place.

Hear that, you evil things!? My blood stays in my veins, this restaurant is closed.