HIPICA by FYNN

Trip Start Jul 12, 2009
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Trip End Aug 18, 2010


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Casa Alta

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Sunday, June 6, 2010

Domingo 6 Junio




After breakfast we went for a walk in the forest around a lake and saw a big blue jay (which is another 'J' for our Animals Alphabet).We then drove for miles on rough roads until we found a Hipica. A Hipica is when horses dance and cow girls.I felt sick so we didn’t stay long and drove back home to return our car. .


By Fynn


As Fynn says we left Selva Negra after a nice stroll around the beautiful lake facing the hotel and then off we drove. We planned to visit a small town called San Antonio on the way back to Granada to see a Nicaraguan Hipica which we had seen advertised in a local magazine. We had heard all about these Hipicas where  people turn up on their horses, supposedly show off their skills, get drunk and hopefully fall off – all  for the enjoyment of the local town’s people who join in  by watching the parade through their streets. These Hipicas happen across the country and when it hits your town it’s supposed to be quite an event.

We worked out on the map that we could try a couple of country roads as we were in a 4x4 and hoped it may save us time as the Hipicas we were told were mainly morning events so we needed to get going. Also we hoped to see a bit more of Nicaragua this way and get to see some of the more "hidden" rural life off the main roads.

Virginia wasn’t so sure that this was the best route but went with Ian’s decision – and she was proved right as the map wasn’t particularly accurate and the country roads were real dirt tracks which meant we seemed to go on an endless journey through the backwaters of central Nicaragua and we still hadn’t reached San Antonio by 2 pm. However, as with many things in Nicaragua, this proved to be a piece of luck as we somehow found the Hipica on the way but in a different town , Camoapa and starting at a different time,  3pm.  We arrived just in time –“perfect planning by me” Ian said and nearly got his ears boxed in by everyone in the car.

We parked next to the horse boxes and walked through the throng of cowboys and cowgirls Nicaraguan style warming up their horses for the day’s events. They get their horses to “dance” with necks pulled in and high kicking steps whilst chatting to their friends and drinking from cans of beer. Quite a spectacle.  This carried on for about an hour and we were wondering when things would start happening for real and then without anyone seeming to know why the parade got moving and music started playing and off they went to goodness knows where.

Unfortunately Fynn wasn’t feeling too well so we had to leave before what we assumed would be the main event - a dance off in the town’s arena – but we got a real feel for it and enjoyed the rather mad and surreal atmosphere for a Sunday afternoon. I suppose the equivalent in England would have been a local village garden fete or cricket match – which goes to show the difference between the two nation’s national characteristics!

Off we drove again and we got back to Granada just in time to return the car to the rental office before it closed.  And early to bed for us all after a slightly weird but nonetheless enjoyable weekend and great introduction to the Nicaraguan countryside and culture. 
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