Wild Night in Granada, Nicaragua, Run in with a Prostitute- 20220924

I got back to Nicaragua 2 days ago. After relaxing a bit I headed towards Granada. The goal was to get out of Managua in the shortest time possible.

Granada is such a cute city compared to Managua. The market is sprawling and you can find almost anything there. I drove to a hostel called Nica Cueva where it costs $12 for a dorm and $20 for a private room. I stayed in the dorm and got it aaaaall to myself.

As soon as I arrived I headed out to do a little boat tour of the famous little islands there. There are somewhere around 700 islands there with a cool little old Spanish fort and a lot of rich people’s houses.

It cost me somewhere around $20 and my tour guide was clearly an alcoholic that reeked of booze, but a super nice guy who talked a lot about his family.

I got back to the hostel, sat for like 5 minutes and was invited by the owners(Jesse and her boyfriend) to a dance place. The yes man in me said yes immediately and then packed into the Uber with them where we ended up at a dance club place with a live band.

They clearly knew everyone there because everyone came up and introduced themselves to me. It was a fun time. Jessie would invite me, her boyfriend, and the little German dude up to dance once in a while so I got to work on my Latino dance moves a little bit.

We ordered bottles of rum as our ears slowly bled from the gain turned way too high.

We were good and tipsy when the band finally began to pack up and the band’s singer offered us a ride to some discoteca. We got into the band van, arrived at the discoteca, got a table in the back, and ordered more rum.

It got late and we left the bar and Jesse’s boyfriend got mad at some guy and swung at him. This guy had just been talking to me so I felt torn. I felt like they had both done me wrong. But the boyfriend went down the street to the hostel and me, Jesse, and the little German guy trailed behind.

We ended up at a convenience store and I saw a couple walk by and the girl gave me the strangest signal ever. I said something to them and she approached me and her boyfriend just kept walking ahead. I thought she had recognized me from the flight into Managua or something. Stupid me thought that her bf was abusing her and that she needed help. Stupid stupid me.

I have no idea what I was talking to her about but when Jesse turned around and saw me with her she exploded, “PUTA this, PUTA that.” And then it dawned on me that that girl was definitely a prostitute.

Jessie, who is a lot shorter than me exploded in this girls face as I stood with my mouth open watching her dig into this girl. She then grabbed me by my arm and with pure superhuman Latina strength pulled me all the way back to the hostel with the little German guy.

On the way back I saw the prostitute’s boyfriend and I was like, “dude! What happened to your girlfriend?” And he shrugged and said he had no idea who she was. I felt dumber than ever.

Anyways, we got back to the hostel where we reunited with Jesse’s boyfriend and I finally got some rest.

Thank god I always seem to have friends when I really need them