Blogs from Granada, Southern Pacific Coast, Nicaragua, Central America Caribbean - page 37

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So......quite a few experiences I still have to write about...let's start with one of the most amazing/scary/fun experiences ever!!!!! After a night of partying in Heredia on St Patricks Day we left Heredia at about 1pm, 9 of us in a little van, on our way to Granada, Nicaragua. We finally get to Penas Blancas, the border, at about 6.45 and have to wait in line to get our passports stamped, which took about 1- 1 and a half hours in the sticky heat, surrounded by a lot of men trying to persuade you to change your Colones/Dollars into Cordobas or vice versa. Finally at about 8pm we all have our stamps and head for the next checkpoint, where we end up standing for a long time because there's no one actually manning the booth, it ... read more
Volcano Masaya Crater
Lake Nicaragua Boat Tour


WOOOOOOO! Some how, I made it. Last night, I tried to get the girl at the front desk to call and find out if I could get on this mornings bus to Nicaragua and she told me that they told her it was full. But this morning, I got up at 6 45 and asked the guy at the front desk to call them again for me. He said the bus was leaving in 45 minutos and if I would hurry I probally could make it. I jammed everything in my bag and busted the hell outa there without even brushing my damn teeth, or eating breakfast. I grabbed a taxi, got there, the guy at the window yelled at me for not having a reservation but gave me a seat anyway. A row all to ... read more


Ahhh, Granada. Two weeks here and I feel like I have been here a lifetime. Walking down the streets I run into familiar faces and stop to chat about the day's events, en route to my favorite cafe for a slice of carrot cake and people watching on the Parque Central. It's amazing how quickly you can feel settled into a place. I can scarcely believe it was already two weeks ago that I landed back in Granada. From the moment the four of us who were traveling together got off the bus, I knew I would be here much longer than my anticipated 4 day stay. The streets were alive, people everywhere, and music blaring from every fruit stand, stationery store, and pirated CD vendor. Shoe repairmen were scurrying away on their machines to repatch ... read more
A Nicaraguan folklore tale in action
The infamous Megan and John
Ancient indigenous games




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