Yesterday I made another visit to the dentist using my typical "walk 5.5km to the fast bus" approach. It seems that every time I do this I end up talking to someoe about something different. That is, from the perspective of a local or a creative explanation of something.
Well, I had a few of those conversations both on the walk, on the bus and in Estelí but the humor came from a little boy, probably about five years old. He said, and this is precisely -- no translation involved
What's happening, Gringo?