A city with blue fields
Chapter 12. The Atlantic Coast and its Caribbean pirates
San Lucas del Pulque, Estado de México, México
“The City of the Blue Fields is ahead at twelve o’clock,” Grandfather announced happily. On second thought, with Gramps, everything was a happy event. “Better known to the common folk, like us, as Bluefields,” he corrected.
“Funny name for a city, don’t you agree?”
“It’s in honor of a Dutch pirate”, he remarked.
“Another pirate? If you kick a stone, probably a pirate will jump out from beneath the rock.”
“Well, my dear, would you believe that in these Caribbean waters, pirates come in all colors and nationalities?” He replied with a chuckle. “This is the largest city in the Nicaraguan Atlantic Coast. It’s the capital of what’s called the Autonomous Region of Nicaragua. Here you’ll find a wide ethnic diversity among the population. Not even if you compared the local population to all the rest of the countries, would you find such a wide diversity. Here, living comfortably together, you have the Mesquites, the Ramas and the Sumos; the three groups are originally natives of these lands; consequently, they’ve lived here before the Spaniards or the British arrived.”
“There’s an amusing story about how a Portuguese vessel was shipwrecked on some islands close by. The boat was loaded with slaves, brought aboard from Africa to be sold off in Jamaica. Well, the survivors of the storm were stuck and couldn’t continue the voyage. Eventually, the slaves found their way to here, founding the first Afro-Caribbean community in all Central America.”
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