Hospedaje Ocotal

So I think I just had the worst hotel experience ever! Although for $3 I didn't expect much else! Well it wasn't a hotel it was this place that was a shop, but they had some spare rooms or whatever you could rent. An entire family lives there, I think. No one greeted me as I arrived they just pointed to my room shoved me in and threw the key at me. The shower and toilet had no water, of course, but I'm used to that. When I had settled into my room and walked out for dinner they shouted something that I had better be back before 9. Basically at 9pm they (and it seems everyone else in central America) lock and bolt the doors, and everyone goes to sleep. Christ knows what would have happened if I had been there at 9.01pm. They also had this inner door system too that locked me in , I think to prevent me from thieving any of their shitty stuff from the shop or their 1970's TV! Anyway, better to be safe than sorry. It's a good thing there wasn't a fire! This inner door system prevented me from charging my phone in their living room in the night, and when I tried to ask the grandma if I could do this she told me this wasn't possible as she had to lock the door, giving me evils. What Nicaraguans do when they disapprove, or don't like something, is flair their nostrils, scrunch up their face briefly, staring in a stern manner! If looks could kill! Anyway, I left quickly and charged my phone in another room - actually in someone else's bedroom because I didn't have a plug in my room. Why is that? They don't want me to steal electricity off them in the night! Maybe they think I had a Large Hadron Collider in my backpack and wanted to start that up at 1am smashing high energy atoms together, it could have cost them billions!

My room was a rather damp, exposed to the elements(well it had a roof), cell. When I woke up in the morning, because grandma insisted on getting up and showering and whatever at 5am (why 5am? I mean it's not like she had anything to do all day, but I guess when you have nothing exciting in your life why stay in bed) I couldn't get back to sleep. Being right right next to the toilet didn't help much either. I just stared at the door for about an hour thinking, "So this is what it's like being in prison then!!" After that I quickly got up, grabbed my stuff waved at grandma, who scowled back, and ran out the door.