An afternoon at the Cock Fights January 27, 2013

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This was our second trip to the cock fights as we went last month too.  If you missed that blog, I explain the rules, the betting and why cock fighting here in Nicaragua cannot and should not be put in the same category as dog or bull fighting.  You can check that out here.

Kristi and I went a bit heavy on the alcohol the previous night which kind of turned my blog into a drunken rant.  I left out a couple cool things that happened that day and night because I was so hooked up on how Carlos was treated at the bar.  The first cool thing was while we were at the lookout at the fortress overlooking Leon and all of the Volcanos, the bartender from Bigfoot had a praying mantis on his shoulder. We took a few pictures and we’ll get him on facebook one of these days so he can have them too.

While we were figuring out what to do for the night, the bar we were having a couple drinks at put on the UFC so we got to see the Rampage fight and Dodson vs Mighty Mouse.  Kristi doesn’t know anything about UFC and has never enjoyed it when I watch it at home, but with a couple drinks in us, I start explaining to her about the fighters and the rules.  She actually started to get into it and told me if I had done this at home she would have started enjoying it a long time ago.

Last happened at Bigfoot.  Ross gave me a chile shooter.  I looked at him and asked “Why would I drink this?”  He responded, “Because I like you so it’s free and you can’t turn away free alcohol.”  I can’t argue this point so I drank it. It burned. Beer made it worse.  I survived.  Though it was pretty funny to watch another group do the shots and get all upset, I think one guy may have been crying. Lucky for me I handle heat well.

So anyways, we are super hungover all morning on Sunday.  Waking up around 9am but not leaving the room until about noon.  We go to hit up my favorite lunch spot on shoe street.  It’s Sunday and it’s closed.  We decide to just grab food from La Union and cook it at the hostel.  We’re in line at La Union and there’s one guy in front of us.  The cashier starts ringing him in and as she’s almost finished, a 2nd cart comes up. The employee tells us it belongs to that guy and his family.  Slowest cashier in the world and this guy has 2 carts full of food.  We found what we needed in the Supermarket in 5 minutes, we spent 25 minutes in line.  I’m hungover and just want to drink my gatorade in peace and eat.  When we get back to the hostel, the cleaning lady is using the kitchen to make the employees lunch.  I hate my life. Finally we get to eat at like 1:15pm.  We relax in bed until 2:30pm and head over to Via Via to meet Harry and go to the Cock Fights.

We are both in rough shape still and don’t know how we will respond when alcohol is put in front of us.  We get there and are instantly given a shot of aguardiente.  No mix, just pure burn.  I drink half of my shot and fill my cup up with beer mixing the two.  I’m sure this will go well.

We went and watched the first fight. I thought I was recording it… I wasn’t.  Good thing I brought the Go Pro to hold in my hand while it doesn’t do anything.  I was explaining a bit to the guy next to me about the Cock Fights, I don’t think he knew what he was getting himself into.  As the owner picked up his rooster to suck the blood out of it’s beak, I looked at the guy and said, “Are you ready to see a grown man suck a cock?” He looked at me terrified then laughed when he saw what was happening.

The fights were rather uneventful. I caught 2 of them on tape.  Our driver, Condom (no that is not a spelling error, his name is Condom), came over with an iguana.  Harry told us he has a cooking workshop where we go with a Sutiava family to the market, buy everything fresh and one learn how to cook on a wood fire.  One of the meal options is Iguana but you have to kill it, skin it and clean it before you can cook it.   I might be able to do this but Kristi can’t haha.  Apparently it tastes like chicken but a little bit fishy.

My favorite part was when I guy in our group came up to Harry and said that he made a bet but wasn’t given a receipt.  I was sitting at the table and choked on my beer.  I haven’t seen any receipts in Leon unless I was at the supermarket or a fancy restaurant.  This cock fighting ring is small and dirty with stands that wobble when you’re on them and an old clock that isn’t even digital to time the fights.  They look at the time and agree when the fight will start.  I would love to be there when the bateries start to die and the ticker moves every 2 seconds haha.  But this guy was concered that he didn’t get a receipt for his 40 cord bet.

One fight had a strange finish as the rooster cut itself by accident and the fight was stopped very quickly.  We weren’t sure what happened until afterwards when someone explained it to us.  They brought the rooster over to show us and it did not look good for him.  But I’m not a rooster vet so maybe it would be okay.

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Overall the night was fun.  The fights were slow in between and we only saw 3 in total.  But the group was good, we chatted a lot with people and I think we convinced a group to go and ask Quetzaltrekkers to do the Highlands in Matagalpa.  I feel we did a good job selling it and told them if they present a large enough group and there are guides available, then they will run the hike.  I think the hardest part is getting the guides as they are usually understaffed and overworked.  Either way, we hope things work out.

I’ll get the video up soon as I will be on a plane home by this time next Monday.

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