While
enjoying the 2002 Nicaraguan Rally put on by our Pistones buddies,
a few of the guys were sitting around the pool at the Colonial
Hotel in Granada. We were enjoying the in-ground pool bar,
having a pre-dinner beverage as biker’s often do, and Gitanos
Central America was born. We all had a few things in common,
and we all felt comfortable with one another.
First
and foremost, we all love to ride our Harleys. Second, we
are all, by definition, gypsies, in Spanish, Gitanos. Third, most
of us do most of the scheduled rides and or trips. Forth, we
all had English as a common spoken language, not necessarily our
mother tongue.
We
started the idea (not novel, to be sure) in Nicaragua, with a guy
from California, whose Mom is from Costa Rica, a guy from Canada
whose Canadian Mom lives in Mexico, a guy from Holland, a gal from
Wisconsin, a Cuban-American, a Mason-Dixon boy from the USA, and two
great Ticos. Gypsies, Gitanos all.
Although most of the
‘out-of-country’ bikers make a sincere attempt at mastering
Spanish because after all, it’s the mother tongue of our chosen
home and that respect is due, when your mother tongue is as diverse
as Holland and Canada, or as diverse as California and Washington,
D. C. or Milwaukee and Miami, spanglish comes in real handy.
We all have that language in common. We all like to
participate in rides/events. And pretty much all of us
want to take our bikes to the rest of Central America.