I've made it to Leon, but I feel out of sorts. I have an upset stomach, and so I'm losing a lot of fluid. I just downed two glasses of lemonade. After two trips to the bathroom, the toilet hates me now. But hey, when nature calls - especially when she's pounding on the door - you have to go.
As soon as I arrived in Leon in the "interlocal," a microbus that runs between the two cities, I asked to find la Iglesia San Jose, which was my landmark to locate the office of Project Gettysburg-Leon (PGL). After walking around at least 15 blocks, and asking at least six different people, I finally arrived at PGL. I explained my whole situation: that it had been three years since my visit to Leon as a student at Gettysburg College; and that I was looking for advice for a room to sleep in tonight. The PGL coordinator and a secretary recommended Via-Via, near the historic church, La Recoleccion. So here I am writing.
My bed is actually in a dormitory, a large room with about 24 single beds. So tonight should be an interesting sleeping experience. Looking at a poster on the wall, I see that there are several cultural/historical options I'd like to take advantage of. From this, I think I will be here for at least two days. Also, in just a few minutes, I have to return to PGL to see if I can make plans to visit el Barrio Felipe Santana, where I had stayed with a family three years ago. I'm sure they'll be very surprised to see me. Now, I'd better be going to meet Bernabe, the leader of the community, at PGL.
I want to drink another lemonade before walking over.
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