I’m waiting to be picked up by some friends by the office. Normally, I take a taxi outside and one of the security guards help me to write down the registration plates of the car I am leaving in, this leaves the responsibility of me and my things with the driver and they stay waiting by my gate until I wave that all is fine and close the door.

As I already told you, cabs are one of the worst places to be in here in Managua – and walking around by yourself in the evening is completely out of the question. Giving up the personal freedom to move around the way one wishes takes some time getting used to. I miss my spontaneous photo strolls and random encounters – but still, there are ways to get around these limitations. Taking a photo of the guard, for example.

And they are more than happy to pose.