The road to El Sauce

It used to be extremely poor, with giant holes.
"The size of small swimming pools," Yacarely told us as we barreled off the main paved road and suddenly slowed to a snail's pace. It's only 52 miles from Léon to El Sauce central, but the car ride will take you an hour and a half.
The gravel kicks up dust, which turns into paved but potholed road that is no longer large enough to do the backstroke in but a man could lay down in it if he really wanted. Swiss cheese, super sized. Some parts are freshly paved; a smooth ride for a few minutes of 50 mph. A few sections were very closed for construction, marked off with giant orange "Desvio" signs. The workers had also laid football-sized rocks in the road every few feet for the stunt driver who didn't feel like obeying.
Every once in a while the trucks would zip by on the gravel sections and bury us in road fog.
We stopped a few times to let the cows cross the road and gasped with relief when the school bus kept right on going. It never slowed and the cows made a run for it.
This bus had bright flames painted on the nose. I like them. We will take a local transport bus Friday, to Léon.
The school buses come from U.S. school districts, who say they are too old or broken. The Nicaraguans fix them up and now the country's residents run on a fleet of old school buses.
Some have the names of the district blacked out. Other's don't. Kellan spotted a town in New York once. I'm waiting for Geneseo to drive on by.