what happens when 4 kids from canada get a ballin 5 star hotel suite in el savlador´s capital for a birthday party¿¿¿ shit gets real…real sloppy. blackout status was achieved. The night included 6pm shotgun, cathy´s blender surprises, a mini sink puke before 7pm, more than a couple tequilla shots at the downstairs bar, kit swap, food fight, heavy duty wresting match, crossing a 4 lane highway to mcdonalds (with only a reciept as evidence to remind us the next morning). All in all, a good time was had. we are currently trying to rehydrate.

the next day we got on a 12 hour bus ride to managua, nicaragua, arriving just before sunset. with no proper shelter in sight, we get hustled to a ¨secure¨ hostel…or was it a penitentiary?¿?¿? lets call it hotel razor wire…either way, shit was on heavy lockdown. after an attempt to find bananas at 9am, we were informed upon exit that it was muy peligroso (translation-very dangerous). so we scrapped that, and got the hell outta dodge..considering that we forget to bring our bullet proof vests. currently, we are chillin in granada and aside from being kicked in the shin by street kids, we´re doing just fine.