The Pacific Ocean rolls into the beach at San Juan del Sur, in the south of Nicaragua. It was a couple-hour drive from Managua with wildman friends Roger and Nathan. On the way, they joked their way out of an arrest on for driving without a license.
Sunset from the hostel I stayed at overlooking the water. There were a couple interesting gals from Europe I chatted with, before they were overrun by attention from the Spanish contingent at the hostel.
The bus driver on this Ordinario I was on today to Rivas really CAN see out the windshield
my traveling friend Scott´s lunch as we waited for the ferry to Ometepe
Waters were choppy but we made it just fine.
a fountain in the central park of Moyogalpa on the island
I will be here overnight and then on to the farms tomorrow for a week, before the month at Inanitah.
This blurry shot of the mile high volcano does little justice to her majesty. This may be the last post for a couple weeks, as I dig into the farming side of the island, where I suspect there is no internet. Hasta luego!
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