JOHN GREY – INTO NICARAGUA
INTO NICARAGUAWe played nice with the officious border guards.They stamped our passports like driving nails through the paper.Villagers paid little attention to us.We looked as harmless as a light breeze.We drove up and down hills and around cattle.When lost, we asked for directions in broken Spanish.Rations were kept purposely low – rice and beans.Our stomachs […]
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