Courtesy of Wikipedia-
The Battle of San Jacinto took place on September 14 of 1856 in Hacienda San Jacinto, Managua, Nicaragua — between 160 soldiers of the Legitimist Septemtrion Army led by Colonel José Dolores Estrada versus 300 Nicaraguan filibusters of William Walker led by Lieutenant Colonel Byron Cole. The filibusters were defeated by Estrada after 4 hours of combat between 7 am and 11 am.
The casualties of the filibusters were 27 dead plus injured (according to Estrada), or 35 dead and 18 prisoners (according to Lieutenant Alejandro Eva); the casualties of the Nicaraguans were 28 between dead and injured. The memorial of this battle is a national holiday in Nicaragua on September 14 of each year. It is considered an inflection point on the Nicaraguan National War
Our original goal in going to Leon was to meet up with Kayla, Sam and Hayley who went volcano boarding in the morning and made plans to meet the rest of us in the afternoon for a late lunch/early dinner. The latter crew consisting of John, Shawn, Greg (me) and Sean came up with the idea to interview locals about their knowledge of the battle of San Jacinto…the patron saint for the holiday that fall every September 14. Sidetracked by mojitos we never did get video interviews, but we did get a lot of good photos. Thank goodness cameras these days are so easy to use!
We stared off at Big Foot hostel as they’re know for cheap mojitos and dirty travelers. Our volcano boarders fit the bill…they were filthy from their trip, but no worse for the wear. While walking to meet them Shawn said “hey greg, I bet you Kayla’s wasted…” … I didn’t take that bet and it was a good thing. It seems they only had a small group of volcano boarders so they had gotten back to Leon early and had spent the afternoon having mojitos before we got there…and now we were heading back for more;-) With their skin exfoliated from volcanic dust and their brains exfoliated with cheap rum, we pulled the plug on them.
We spent just enough time at the hostel, just enough to get rowdy and ready for pizza at “The Mediterraneano”… they make really good thin crust pizza in a wood fired oven…perfect drinking food. The situation was starting to border on one where some babysitting was going to be necessary. Of course we probably didn’t need 4 bottles of rum and 8 pizzas, but we started with that and it turned out to be just the right amount. It’s amazing how much pizza those drunkards could put away! After some quick tactics it was determined we didn’t need to visit another bar for a night cap…Kayla was very vocal about the fact she didn’t agree…in fact I think she was the only person that wanted to go for a nightcap…the rest were cooked including the driver (me), who was not ready to stay out all night because I’m old.
Once home safely some people opted to sleep in the car. If it was a hot day we would have woken them up, but it was a cool evening and they were just sleeping so soundly. Soundly enough that not even the firing up of the Karaoke machine was enough to wake them from their slumber. The night crescendoed with Peter Gabriele’s “edge of night”….drumsticks and all. We never knew how good Sam and Shawn were at Karaoke…probably because they’re not!
That’s my story and I’m sticking to it…please whisper around Kayla this morning…it seems she has a headache.