Or so I’ve been told #4


I met Kali, the funny British, & Mickayla, the lovely American, on the bus from LΓ©on in Nicaragua to La Ceiba in Honduras. What a blast we had during those twelve hours of getting raced through the highways of Honduras and falling of the bus seats several times due to our speedy Gonzales driver. We got to know each other very, very well, maybe a bit too well ;-), during the ride because of the loads of story telling we did about our travels through Nicaragua. I really want to share one of their dirty stories on San Juan del Sur with you guys, so here it goes.

Basically, after a night of partying Kali came home, completely unaware of what was going to proceed that night, until someone bumped her leg while she was on the top bunk.
She felt someone hitting the mattress underneath her and in the meantime Mickayla felt like someone was watching her. Still they soon fell asleep anyway.

The next morning they woke up being greeted by a fat naked man and condoms everywhere on the floor. One of the other girls explained what she saw that had happened. Apparently two prostitutes were in the room that night.

The girl that saw everything that was going on said that she walked into the room at night finding the guy “sleeping” on the bottom bunk with a prostitute and another prostitute staring at them while getting to it…

The girl told the P’s to leave and they finally did. Well, I guess the security guard fell a sleep that night, right?

For your information. This all happened in San Juan del Sur in hostel Rositas.

For more details check out kalisayswhat.wordpress.com πŸ˜‰

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Ever since I left my home country I felt at home at any other place I went to. I enjoy getting to know more cultures by talking to strangers and hearing their philosophy about life. Speaking with gestures when you can not find a shared language, finding places only the locals go to and learn about their customs and values. Hanging out with local people makes me happy. The experience of every new place is a step out of your comfort zone where I like to wander around until it feels like a second home.

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