Early one morning Bobby and I were surfing the net and found an announcement that in Matagalpa they were going to try to make the famed Guiness Book of World Records for the largest BBQ, So hey...how often do you get a chance to be in the book in a developing country?? So with Jeff's kind offer of his driver (Juan Carlos) and car, Bobby, Steve Carlos and I headed off for an adventure. The day was fuk of surprises, amy trip to the loo involving a chicken attack, the theft of our bottle of Flor de Cana run, a crazy drunken pool game near Tipitapa, and the BBQ. As a postscript it never made the record book, the chek miscalculated the amount of meat and a week later attempted suicide (and failed again-thank goodness) by eating fertilizer pellets!!
What more can one expect than a stab at world fame by a small town in a banana republic?? |
