Blogs from Isla de Ometepe, Southern Pacific Coast, Nicaragua, Central America Caribbean - page 21

Sorry for denna onodiga kommentar, men det finns ingen horbarhet pa den har on och internet ar javligt langsamt. Man kommer ihag hur det var i borjan av nittiotalet... Sa for alla oroliga foraldrar: Vi kan inte svara pa naga viestin. Ta det lugnt, allting ar perfekt! I morgon skall vi upp 4:30 och vulkanbestiga ena vulkanen den har on ar bildad av. Vi har inte ennu sett nagra sotvattenshajar, sa chilla pa den fronten ocksa. Om va hittar nagat bra internetstalle nasta vecka skall vi forsoka satta lite nya bilder. Ha det bra! ... read more

ok, so, i think when i left you, i was on my way to ometepe? i received my first proposal on the taxi drive to the ferry dock in ometepe. as a white woman traveling alone, the latino men circle like sharks. this is where not knowning spanish has actually come in handy. the conversation usually goes something like this: hombre: are you traveling alone? yo: yes hombre: are you married? yo: no hombre: do you have any children? yo: no hombre: do you have a boyfriend? yo: no hombre: how old are you? yo: sorry, i don't know numbers in spanish hombre: you and me, we can get married? yo: no hombre: why not? don´t you want to get married? this is where the conversation stops as i can´t answer in either yes or no ... read more

ENGLISH We left San Juan del Sur on an old yellow US school bus passing through Rivas, a kind of loco market/bus terminal on the way to the island of Ometepe. After waiting half an hour for trucks with cartoonish loads of bananas to lumber off the ferry, we boarded in cattle class, which meant the lower deck where you get wet. An hour later we reached Ometepe and boarded the bus to Altagracia. There were a few things, other than volcano, that stood out on that ride to our lakeside haven. There were 3 and 4 year old kids in shirts, ties and mortar boards or miniature lemon ball gowns on their way to what we understood were nursery school graduation ceremonies. Then there was the young woman heaving a graduation cake that was bigger ... read more

After a long, hot and sweaty journey from Costa Rica we made it across the border and into the port town of San Jorge in Nicaragua where we caught the ferry to Isla de Ometepe. The island looks the most impressive from the mainland as it is made up of two volcanoes joined in the middle with a small strip of land in between, pretty stunning. After a good nights sleep we ventured off for a day of exploring the island on a local's moped that he graciously hired to us for the day (Nick wanted to go for the more poweful dirt track bike but I had my reservations after seeing how the locals drive). Our first stop was to a beach and a nearby lagoon whereupon we discovered we had a puncture in our ... read more

Voila plus d'une semaine que nous sommes au Nicaragua, un merveilleux pays. Les 4 premiers jours ont ete sans histoire, nous avons respectivement visite les villes coloniales de Leon, Managua, Masaya et Rivas. Nous avons ensuite pris un petit bateau pour se rendre a l'ile d'Ometepe, une ile composee de deux volcans au centre du lac Nicaragua. Le plus grand volcan, Concepcion, se trouve a etre le plus parfait au monde par sa forme presque symetrique. Nous avons pris des autobus bondes en compagnie de poules pour traverser la jungle et se rendre pres de notre gite. Une bonne marche dune heure e demi nous attendait seule dans le noir a travers les petits chemins de terre equipee de nos gros sacs. Nous navions aucune indication precise et devions nous fier aux indications des locaux. Apres ... read more