After spending about 10 day in Manuel Antonio, Costa Rica being scandalous and being held at gunpoint in Monteverde, Costa Rica I thought it was time for me to head out of Costa Rica and make my way to Nicaragua. The toughest choice I had to make was where in Nicaragua was I going to go too (every backpackers biggest dilema). I had heard amazing things about San Juan del Sur & Isla de Ometepe I also knew I could not make it to both. So I finally decided I would skip San Juan del Sur and make my way to Isla de Ometepe. The night before leaving Monteverde I was held at gunpoint and that left my nerves a mess. I knew it was going to be a long transportation day and knew it was going to include a border crossing. Even though border crossings are very easy I still hate them and they scare the shit out of me (more on that later). After 11 hours I made it to Isla de Ometepe and man am I glad I chose it.
Normally after a long transportation day I just want to shower have a beer and be alone on my laptop to catch up on everything. Well instead I showered, grabbed a beer and mingled with people in the hostel. I just sat next to Mathieu and Natali and started chatting with them turned out to be some awesome people. We did the normal small talk that happens in these situations, but then talked about more than just that. We decided to have dinner together there in the hostel. You are probably thinking who cares about us having dinner… Well I bring it up because it turned out to be the best dinner so far. The menu at the hostel had “Mexican Tacos” I have been on the road over a month and miss my moms home made Mexican food. So I actually went back there and asked to speak to the cook… I had to make sure these were going to be real “Mexican Tacos” (because I have learned that tacos in Central America are not Mexican tacos at all). He told me they were so I ordered them. When I got the plate I was in awe they really were “MEXICAN TACOS” then I asked for a “HOT” hot sauce (I had yet to find a “HOT” hot sauce in Central America). He gave me Don Julio and told me it was hot. I thought okay lets see… well it turned out to be fucking hot and the tacos were so good. For a split second I thought I was at home.
After having such a great dinner we saw that it was still early and it was a Saturday. So we agreed to buy a bottle of Flor de Cana (the national Rum of Nicaragua & one of the best in the world) and then maybe head out to a discoteca. We got the bottle of Rum and between the 3 of us tore it up. We had a very good buzz going and decided we are heading out. We got a few more people from the hostel to join us and hit a local discoteca in Moyogalpa (the city we were staying on in Isla de Ometepe). As soon as we walked in I spotted a Drag Queen at the bar. I thought to myself “OMG I WANNA HANG OUT & TALK WITH HER”. So I told the people I was with I will be back.
I ended up spending about 2 hours talking with Cassandra (I think that was her name, 1) I am horrible with names 2) I was already buzzing & kept drinking at the bar). I do remember about everything we talked about and it was just an amazing conversation and very eye opening. It was eye opening in the fact that I am slowly discovering that GLBT (Gay Lesbian Bisexual Transgender) people in different countries are treated so differently. Yes I already knew that, but it is so different reading it in a magazine then actually hearing it from someone in his or her country. She explained to me that in the Isla de Ometepe everyone knew her and that she has never had a problem enjoying the night at the straight bar we were at. She did tell me that off the island it was a whole different story. Listening to her just broke my heart stuff like that kills me inside. I apologized to her for asking a million questions about GLBT’s in Nicaragua. I explained to her it is something that interests me about every country I go to. She explained to me that in Nicaragua the GLBT community has no voice. Yes they have a few clubs to go to in the capital of Managua, but that is about it. As for fighting for rights no one has stood up to fight for them. I asked her why she hadn’t and she said that she couldn’t it is too dangerous. We continued on and talked about so much that I just could not explain on a post.
It is strange that when someone meets someone that is similar to him or her we open our hearts to him or her and talk about everything. She asked me about how life was for me as a gay man back home. I told her and she told me she would love to go to the US one day to perform. I asked her what she meant and she told me that she just wants to have a bar/club where she can perform and be herself 100%. We talked about a lot more and a few other things happened that I wish to not share. No nothing bad, but just personal stuff that I am going to keep to myself.
As I sit here and write this and look back my heart still breaks because fuck we are all just humans. We just want to be happy, who cares who we fall in love with. Anyway I am not here to rant about that. So after talking with her for a while I ended up catching up with everyone else for a bit and calling it a night. Okay I also thought I lost my underwear the next morning, but I will leave that story for another day. Turned out the 1st night in Isla de Ometepe was amazing and well that was just the start of an amazing stay in Isla de Ometepe.