Gato Negro

Sunday Jan. 18, 2010 S.J.D.S. Nica
Hola,
The expat community here gathers in the morning ( Our Flying M) at ´Gato Negro´, ´Black Cat´ for morning coffee and perhaps a light breakfast. The help and the local more permenant expats see so many people go through town, that initially they are a little stand-offish, lest you ask them how to get to the top five regional destinations. Rather than look at you directly they dip their heads and lower their eyes. The first day after the second or third person deflected like this, I was convinced I had missed an area while shaving my head, leaving a Louisanna or California or City of Vegas map in stubble. Or worse yet, I needed to blow my nose. I discretely checked both issues and all was good. Then I limped off banging my tin drum and tooting my kazoo. They do eventually warm up.
Abrazos
Esteban