I've mentioned already, I love the weather here.
Last night I was at my first expat soirée and very agreeable it was too. I should point out that the chicken wings were a triumph.
There we all were, in our smart, casual, whitey's in the topics outfits.
The look that says: "It's warm but I'm waaay cool".
Windows were open, ceiling fans were on, it was a little sticky but nothing unbearable. In Vietnam we'd have had all the windows sealed, industrial fans inches from our faces, and I'd be shouting at people who left the door open longer than the five seconds it reasonably takes to enter.
Anyway, I digress..
I asked the Granadarati (new word), because I'm a curious type, : "Is this as hot as it gets?"
"Or do I have another hike in temperature still to worry about?"
"Ohhh, it get's much hotter," was the first reply.
"Oh no, this is pretty much the hottest part of the year, soon the rain will come," said someone else.
No one could agree.
This morning, over breakfast at the marvelous Nica Buffet,
the proprietor added his voice. He said it would get a little hotter
yet. But would the rains come at all? What happens if they don't?
Certainly, Nicaragua is beautiful but not nearly as lovely as she can be at her greenest. Or so I am told.
That's all I wanted to hear. Bring it on.