R D Bowdon

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R D Bowdon

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A few musings: Granada has plenty of tourism infrastructure, much more than say, Merida in Yucatan, Mexico. Although without some Spanish one would have some trouble getting around independently in either place. Now I understand why so many hotels and restaurants here are run by ex-pats, or natives who have lived overseas and returned. Srs. Victor and Carlos lived in the US for many years; Srs. Szkiny and Morgan are ex-pats. Not that we sought out foreigner-run places to stay! Locals don't quite get that Western tourists expect people in the hospitality industry to smile, and waitresses to return to the table on their own initiative sometime after serving the meal. Nicaragua (like England) doesn't have much of a culinary tradition. The national dish, gallo pinto, is red beans and rice with spices. A Westerner tires ... read more
All You Need Is Love
Flashpackers #2-4


We weren't satisfied with Friday's aborted shopping trip to Masaya; we hadn't stayed long or bought much. We need some decent souvenirs, and we hadn't even seen the nicer "old" market. So Andrea and I decided to go by ourselves. I had every intention of hiring a taxi for $10 round trip, but Andrea thought the bus simpler. Certainly at $.40 each it's inexpensive. We headed on foot for the bus "station" (vacant lot) again. We got there just as the bus was pulling out, so we ran to it and jumped in the open back door. (That's what you call fun, especially if you're 14.) As soon as we stepped off the bus in Masaya (at a larger vacant lot), it started to sprinkle a bit. Now this is the rainy season in the tropics. ... read more
How did this happen??
Look kids!
There we are


About an hour outside of Granada, Laguna de Apoyo is a huge round lake in the crater of an extinct volcano: like Ojo de Agua perfectly clear, clean water, with table service available. Unlike Lake Colcibolca, this lake gets very deep, very quickly. Why aren't there more (or any?) lakes this clean in the US? Victor and Katya set us up with a ride, as they had for the zipline. We had the driver take us to the lakeside restaurant they recommended, where we could hang out, take a swim, eat lunch, take another swim, play cards. We'd been there awhile when they showed up with their son, who is Benjamin's age. We thought it a bit of a shame that they made no effort to encourage the boys to interact. Still, it was fun that ... read more
Laguna 2
Swimming


After zipping through the jungle all morning, it was back to the Casa for lunch. Then we rendezvous'd with Salvador at the square for our postponed coach ride down to the lake. This being our second ride, he let Benjamin sit up front and help drive the two gentle, well-trained horses. Once at the lake, we all (Salvador included) got in the boat operated by another guy for the maritime tour. Las Isletas are dozens of very small islands, most about half an acre to a couple of acres, very close together. They're privately owned with electricity and vacation homes for rich folks of both Nica and gringo flavors. So this is like the boat version of a bus tour of Beverly Hills. One island has no vacation homes but monkeys live there. I guess they ... read more
Approaching the Lake
Monkey Island
In the Boat 2


OK, now we're all finally feeling good enough to fly: in our very first ever zipline adventure, on the slopes of Mombacho volcano. Victor and Katya made the arrangements with Tierra Tours. We survived it. It was fun! Even for scared-of-heights Melody. In fact we were impressed with their careful developed-world-level attention to safety, otherwise generally lacking in Nicaragua. I guess they had to find somebody who could explain to them what gringo tourists demand in that department. The jungle under the zipline does double duty as an organic coffee plantation. I bought a few pounds to take home. I learned from Sr. Carlos that Nicaraguan farmers have jumped from too-poor-to-buy-pesticide, directly to marketing their produce as organic. The organic food bandwagon came along and they jumped on. Good for them.... read more
Zipline 1
Zipline 2
Zipline 3


Benjamin felt better this morning, and our days in Nicaragua are limited, so we decided to try a shopping trip to Masaya. There are two markets, the newer one for locals, right next to the bus "station", and the older but nicer one for tourists. Naturally we went to the former. It's kind of like the Grand Bazaar in Istanbul: endless small stalls, each a little family-run retail operation. Many sell food. (Why is there only one kind of cheese in this country? A long line of stalls all selling the same white cheese, what's the point of that??) After an hour Benjamin's energy (and mood) started to peter out, and we had to head back to the bus without much to show for it, only a few small purchases. I was tempted to buy the ... read more
Bus "station"
bus to Granda


Benjamin has been sick off and on ever since we got back to Granada. It started with fever then went to coughing and asthma. He must have caught it in Ometepe, although I'm the one who swallowed some lake water by mistake when we were fighting in the water. Fortunately he has maintained a good attitude most of the time. Leaving him and his mom mid-morning, Andrea and I took a long walk all the way down to Lake Colcibolca (a couple of miles I'd guess), where we had lunch. Along the way we stopped at a small cigar factory for a tour. (At the end of the tour the guide asked if he could ask us a few questions. It turns out he wanted us to help him understand a vocubulary list he had built ... read more
Making Cigars by Hand
Andrea 1
Andrea 2


We got a glimpse of the place last week but late yesterday we moved in. I really don't know what to think of living in a house, part of which is not a house but a small garden with two fountains and two parrots. I mean, the kitchen and living areas wrap around the garden on three sides. No walls. When it rains the parrots start singing in the shower. Melody is afraid that the parrots are only trotted out as ornaments for the customers, and otherwise neglected, not treated as family. That could be true. They don't talk very much, but in the morning one of them squawks "get up!" "get up!" "get up!". We're glad to have a kitchen with fridge (and coffeemaker) at our disposal for the first time on this trip. And ... read more
The Sitting Area
The friendlier parrot


Hospedaje Soma has a little more capacity than El Encanto -- 26 vs. 20 -- and is near Moyogalpa. Otherwise their visions are similar, and we were happy with both in different ways. I slept very well having upgraded from two in a single bed to two in a double bed. Sr. Szkini knows Sr. Carlos, he appreciates German beer and stops by sometimes to have one; I told him he really should go out to see El Encanto one of these days. I think maybe last night the fans actually stayed on all night. Adios Ometepe! We hope getting a landing strip doesn't change you too much! A pleasant surprise - waiting at the dock in Moyogalpa for the ferry to San Jorge, we bumped into Sr. Carlos, on his way to El Salvador for ... read more
Ferry 1
Ferry 2
Spot Benjamin


Today we bid a fond farewell to Sr. Carlos and El Encanto. For the past few days we had been the only guests; upon our departure he had an appointment in Moyogalpa, so he drove us back there, no charge. (I insisted on paying him a tip, which he accepted on my third try.) On the way we talked politics, Nicaraguan and otherwise. Carlos pointed out that if Ortega were to lose his bid for re-election, which no one expects, government officials all the way down to elementary school principals would be replaced, causing great turmoil. Plus, the outgoing pols would steal as much as they could, followed by new thefts from the incoming pols, to the general detriment. So continuity of party in power is cheaper. From where Carlos let us off, we walked a ... read more
Soma's Garden
 Sr. Szkini and the fireworks
Making a Little Girl Happy




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