The next time anyone loosely affiliated with your workplace arranges lodging for you at a distance, ask this simple question: "Is the owner a friend of theirs from secondary school?" And if the answer is yes... RUN.
Today we moved to Hotel Los Cisneros. It is a nice place. Not so nice, however, that in normal circumstances we would have spent the first half-hour of our stay literally *cackling* with glee: "Look! There are decorations!" "Plants! Amazing!" "Wow! There are restaurants and stores around here! It's incredible!"
"OH MY GOD A COFFEEMAKER! LOOK THE BATHROOM IS CLEAN!!!"
The contrast to our previous hotel ("Carcel San Sebastian") - where we paid exactly the same price, $60 a night for the room, for a single dank chamber entirely filled with six single beds so that we had to clamber over each other and our furniture to do anything, in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by barking dogs and gunning motorcycles - is incredible. We couldn't walk without stepping on a bed, and the bathroom smelled of mildew and despair. Here, on the other hand, they have mastered the art of decor. We all suddenly like Managua MUCH better.
Jeanette's quote of the day (in an email to another FINCA worker who is coming to Managua for a month to stay):
"Hello Alicia. We need to tell you that the other place was really bad, and now we are in another hostal which is almost the paradise...we are paying the same amount of money, but we have a kind of apartment with 2 bedrooms, a kitchen, a table, a "patio" with hamacas and wireless,...ufff, much better..."
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