The Week of Too Much Fun

Allie: All this fun isn´t free.
Me: Si, but it is worth it.

My friends and I had a period of time here in March which we now refer to as ¨the week of too much fun.¨ That´s when we went from having a nice time together to a special time together. We all kinda realized how great it was at the same time, and came to appreciate it since we know we´d all be leaving soon.

The main culprits were my friends Harry, Allie, Adam, Janine, and I. In addition, we´ve chilled a lot with our other friends here in León.

It all began on our trip to Volcán Cosigüina one Friday morning. That weekend included volcano climbs, camping on the beach, swimming in the ocean, a soccer match against Nicas, bathing in hot springs, and playing lots of games. When we returned to León on Sunday afternoon with a busload of Sandinistas, we roamed around the city that evening and attended a political rally of Hugo Chavez and Daniel Ortega.

The next week didn´t let up: There were two poker nights, two group dinners (cooking an enormous pot of pasta in my kitchen), two movie nights (¨All the King´s Men¨ and ¨Blood Diamond,¨ the latter of which we all loved), and a couple crazy nights out at the bar. If this tally seems to exceed a normal week´s worth of fun, it´s because we sometimes doubled up. We were drinking and laughing every night. We were always together, always up for everything. I liked that.

Then Friday we went out to Via Via as normal. On Saturday my friends at Quetzal Trekkers through a massive party to celebrate their second anniversary. Both nights we also went clubbing at Don Señores and Las Estrellas, and that´s when things got really crazy. It´s a bit hard to explain how unless you know all the personalities, and it´s probably for the best if the details remain obscure. Suffice it to say, it´s hard for me to remember two back-to-back nights out so filled with hilarious dramatics. In between, of course, Allie and I went to the beach and swam in the Pacific, so blue and vast.

Sunday we were more or less exhausted from a week of non-stop action, but we got together to make guacamole and a stew for lunch. After a goodbye drink for our friend Taylor, we reconvened on my balcony late that evening, marveling at what a wild time we had just experienced. Things couldn´t have been better.