Nineteen hours in a stiflingly hot, packed, unroadworthy chicken bus... hurtling along at ridiculous speed on pot-holed dirt roads... dealing with the chaos of Central American border crossings - first from Guatamala into El Salvador then Honduras brielfy before entering Nicaragua. Doesn´t sound too good, does it. We didn´t think so, so we flew. Nice little hour and a half where we didn´t fear for our lives at all. As Ally mentioned in the last blog, Guatamala was tough. Incredibly rewarding experience, but confronting. Along the road we´d heard fantastic things about Nicaragua and we weren´t disapointed. We landed in the capital, Managua, and went directly to Granada, which is stunning. It was founded in 1524 and stands on the northwestern shore of Lake Nicaragua in the shadow of the Mombacho Volcano. The lake feeds into
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