Chapter 5… Of poor lovesick poets
Grandfather’s parents owned a lovely weekend house. “We had lived in Chinandega, a small and quiet city. Naturally the beach house was a chance to escape from the hustle and bustle of León, for us a big city.” It was located on one of the most beautiful beaches of the Nicaraguan Pacific coast, quite nearby the port of Corinto.
“Frequently, we would spend weekends and holidays in our house on the island. We would leave early from León to arrive at Corinto, or sometimes stop in Chinandega for breakfast. It was a short drive and a little less than an hour away.” His mother would spend the day in the Costa Azul District, in the port of Corinto, where she owned a restaurant.