Woke up around 11 a.m. and had lunch with Gerry at El Gato Negro before he left for Granada. Spent the rest of the day at the hostel napping in a hammock or trying to read. For dinner four of us guys went out to a Mexican restaurant to watch the world series. I do not care for sports or for doing such American things as watching sports while I’m here but it was comfortable. Jim, an older guy from Boston, was explaining to Paul, an Irishman, the rules of baseball. Later that night the power went out in town and Jim and I watched a movie, Lenny, about Lenny Bruce. Today there was a parade of trucks with a presidential candidate visiting. Arnoldo Alemán.
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