LOST in Translation, "Tube On" edition

"No ahhhblah espanyol."

It seem the only people who speak English in this country are people visiting from England. It would be very helpful to know Spanish, but it hasn´t been a problem yet. It´s part of the adventure trying to figure out what bus goes where or how much something cost or ordering a meal and not knowing what you are getting. 2 nights ago I stopped at a place where they were frying up pupusas outside and decide to get one there
"Dos Jammo y Ceso, pupus...pupus (point to the menu to the word and the waiter helps me finish it) pupusawah."
Instead of the tradional Equador treat I got a ham and cheese sandwhich on white bread that was put in the microwwave for 30 seconds. Last night I went back and tried again, setling the resentment between my curious stomach and my gringo tongue.


Typical:
me: "Hola, ummmmm dawn-duh, excuse, dohne - day essta ummmmm farmacia, ummmm sol-ay ummmm (cherade: makes a moition that I have something in my hand and tip it over and sqeeze it into my other hand, make a farting noise, rub hands together, then rub hands on my shoulders, point to the sky) Sole. (point back to shoulder, put finger in mouth, put it on shoulder) tsssssssssssssss. Sole. ummmmm ¿lotion?"

her: "si, si, sunblock."

me "si si, sun, block."

Now I am in Granada Nica, have been for 2 nights. It´s a good home base for the stuff I want to see in the area. This city is absolutly gorgeous. Every building is a brightly painted colonial style building. The cathedral in the center of town is a magnificant orange yellow, it reminds me of my favorite color of crayon as a kid. Every cup of coffee since I landed has been incredible. "negro, bien." Today I am going to the market in Masaya and shopping, later going to find baseball.
Yesterday I spent the whole day at Laguna de Apollo. Google it and read some awesome stuff. It is a volcano crater that filled in with this amazing blue rainwater. It is 600 feet deep and only like a mile or so across so it makes it one of the deepest lakes in the world. (lake superior, the deepest fresh water lake is about 660 ft deep) the edge of the volcano surrounds the whole area and it is so picturesque and beautiful. There are a crazy assortment of minerals in the water and it gives it a brackish taste and makes you slightly more boyant. I found when swimming in this water that I could travel at an extremly fast pace. It was like riding a bike downhill with the wind at your back, and quite an exhilirating experience. I took a kayak around the lake. I also layed around in a tube while drinking a Toña all day and talked baseball (the best I could) with the locals. All you have to say is "beis" or "Dennis Martinez" and eyes light up.
When asked to see my tattoo on the back of my leg with a frog in an inner tube I reply "Vaya Tuberia." My statement is confirmed "vaya tuberia!" and we laugh as we share a mutual understanding. Tube on.
"Tube on" is a pretty good philosophy at this point. I am just afloat in this strange place, ´the current of the culture is sweeping me at it´s bidding. I go with the flow. Try to fight it and you stay put in a stagnant place.
I´ve made some good friends that I hope I see again. Some Aussies on there way to Ometepe.
As for me, my next adventure awaits on the public bus as I´ll try not to get too lost on my way to Masaya. Tube On to Masaya.