The first time we stopped in Nicaragua, it was the Saturday before Easter Sunday. Saying that Jesus is big here wouldn’t quite be doing it justice. Atop the mountains surrounding the bay overlooking the city is a huge statue of Jesus. The statue is in a different position than the famous one in Rio. But it is bigger than anything else in the skyline except the mountains surrounding the town. The statue gives the town a peaceful feeling even with all the people bustling around the beach, in the restaurants and the bumping thumping techno music pumping from the loud speakers in the trucks driving down the streets.
We spent the afternoon at a restaurant on the beach called El Timon (Spanish for the ship’s steering wheel). There we had a white snapper that was lightly dusted in some flour and other spices and then quickly fried. The fish was cooked whole and served in one piece on the plate. I posted a pic to my facebook page and everyone at home wondered how I could eat something that still has “a face”. I really didn’t think that fish have faces and it didn’t bother me in the least. Plus, it tasted so good. Yum. Yeah, I know, I spend alot of time talking about food. It’s the little things in life that make us happy.