Family Trip to Managua!

On Sunday, the whole family and I took a bus trip to Managua!

The bus ride was probably the most fun part of the trip. I got to goof around with their cousins and had fun taking photos with everyone.

Doña Chilo la Monga (nun)

We spend time in Puerto Salvador Allende, a port filled with random restaurants and eateries, overlooking a fairly well-polluted lake. It had the appearance of an amusement park at the entrance, but then you enter and realize there are no rollercoasters, just a lot of food.

It's like an amusement park, but without rollercoasters and with a lake instead!

All those tiny specks are pieces of garbage....

Yes, the park is named after the Chilean president who was assassinated during the revolution! Why is that exciting? Because I did my history term paper on the Chilean Revolution!

(My family didn't quite understand why I was so excited about the name of the park. IB friends, you get what I mean.)

I took some nice photos of my family while we were there.

Karelia y su amor

Jhostyn y su hermanita Isis

Milena y Doña Venega

Afterwards, we walked around Managua, which is extremely crowded and filled with traffic. My main focus was trying not to get separated from my family by the massive crowds!

Tons of Christmas alters like this one decorated the side of the highway.

Giant swirling lit-up tree things

Statue commemorating the revolution, with the red/black Sandinista flag next to it. I see a lot of red/black flags painted on poles and the sides of houses all over León.

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