I should clarify. Contrary to the advertising on the packaging, the Salted Nut Roll wasn’t, actually, very fun. Tasty, sure. But not fun.

However, my latest trip to Nicaragua to see my brother was a blast. But unfortunately, the part of my brain that likes to write things about these trips is, well, apparently broken. I made a valiant (in my mind, at least) effort to try and kickstart it with healthy doses of alcohol and Christopher Moore, but unfortunately that only served to exhaust me, what with all the giggling and stumbling about. Also, my parents were there with me, so that put at least some limit on the amount of shenanigans that usually take place on these trips, and which are typically rife with material.

Anyway. Enough with the excuses. I will try to put together some little stories from the trip, using my amazing powers of memory and/or imagination. Most likely I’ll just make some shit up. Either that or I’ll just post a bunch of photos from the trip. There are a lot of those. Here are a few to get you started.