Since we last spoke much has happend.
San Juan del Sur, part duex
So thanks to a faulty water system at out luxurious hotel in SJ del S we got to experience living in a real life Latin America shanti, but for only five a person a night who can complain. We had our own beds and a private shower, spiders geckos and flies and no extra chrage. Needless to say we spent little time in our room, we relaxed on the beach, chowed some food at a beach side rest. while the sunset and drank a couple of brews in two rocking chairs while the pacific´s rolling waves sang their gentle song.
The next morning, after sleeping in our shanti we caught the bus out of SJ del S to Rivas a town about 5 km from the Cocibola coast (Lake Nic). From rivas we took and bicycle taxi to the ferry launch and quickly boarded the ferry to Ometepe. One hour and 60 cordobas (3 buck) later we landed in Moyogalopa, made a rapid dash for the one ATM on the island and collected some loot. Then we ran caught that drove past the bank just as we were exiting the bus to Playa Venecia, luckily another stop was just around the corner.
We arrived at our stop and all there was to be seen was a grass hut of a drink stand and a sign pointing us down a small dirt road. A short stroll later we had arrived at the resort of Venecia where we hired a small cabin with a lake view and A.C. for 15 per person. Much to our shagrin (i know its spelt worng) we learned that the lake is unusually high and the beach was under water. Nonetheless, after som searching we found a good spot to lay back catch some rays and take a cooling dip. That evening I ate my first fish that was served whole, more work than reward, but still delish and dan had a steak casado.
The next morning we awoke and headed for the small village of Santo Domingo. The we found a decent room with private bath for 7.5 per person. The first day there we swung in a few of the many hamocks scattered about the hostels grounds. The second day we headed to el ojo de agua the eye of water, which we were told was a natural lake but later learned was more likely a damed up river. The minor lie did not detract from this lagoon´s beauty, crystal clear water softened by the natural sulfites of the islands volcanic material. There I burnt my shoulders and developed a heat rash or sun poisioning while dan burnt his scalp.
We returned to our favorite hammocks at the hostel and read until dinner rolled around. After dinner we played a few games of Eucre with this retired canadian couple, followed by an 18 hole match of golf (the card version).
The next morning, this morning for that matter, we awoke caught the first bus out of Santo Domingo to Moyogalapa. While we waited for the ferry we met a women and her daughter who too desired to travel to Granda. Once we arrived in San Jorge, back mainland, we negotiated with a cab driver who cut his rate down to 25 for the four of us. Saved us some time and some hastle. We then checked into our first dorm room accomidations, 3 bucks, and headed to town where we found this wonderful internet cafe.
Next we don´t know...
Caio
Jo
San Juan del Sur, part duex
So thanks to a faulty water system at out luxurious hotel in SJ del S we got to experience living in a real life Latin America shanti, but for only five a person a night who can complain. We had our own beds and a private shower, spiders geckos and flies and no extra chrage. Needless to say we spent little time in our room, we relaxed on the beach, chowed some food at a beach side rest. while the sunset and drank a couple of brews in two rocking chairs while the pacific´s rolling waves sang their gentle song.
The next morning, after sleeping in our shanti we caught the bus out of SJ del S to Rivas a town about 5 km from the Cocibola coast (Lake Nic). From rivas we took and bicycle taxi to the ferry launch and quickly boarded the ferry to Ometepe. One hour and 60 cordobas (3 buck) later we landed in Moyogalopa, made a rapid dash for the one ATM on the island and collected some loot. Then we ran caught that drove past the bank just as we were exiting the bus to Playa Venecia, luckily another stop was just around the corner.
We arrived at our stop and all there was to be seen was a grass hut of a drink stand and a sign pointing us down a small dirt road. A short stroll later we had arrived at the resort of Venecia where we hired a small cabin with a lake view and A.C. for 15 per person. Much to our shagrin (i know its spelt worng) we learned that the lake is unusually high and the beach was under water. Nonetheless, after som searching we found a good spot to lay back catch some rays and take a cooling dip. That evening I ate my first fish that was served whole, more work than reward, but still delish and dan had a steak casado.
The next morning we awoke and headed for the small village of Santo Domingo. The we found a decent room with private bath for 7.5 per person. The first day there we swung in a few of the many hamocks scattered about the hostels grounds. The second day we headed to el ojo de agua the eye of water, which we were told was a natural lake but later learned was more likely a damed up river. The minor lie did not detract from this lagoon´s beauty, crystal clear water softened by the natural sulfites of the islands volcanic material. There I burnt my shoulders and developed a heat rash or sun poisioning while dan burnt his scalp.
We returned to our favorite hammocks at the hostel and read until dinner rolled around. After dinner we played a few games of Eucre with this retired canadian couple, followed by an 18 hole match of golf (the card version).
The next morning, this morning for that matter, we awoke caught the first bus out of Santo Domingo to Moyogalapa. While we waited for the ferry we met a women and her daughter who too desired to travel to Granda. Once we arrived in San Jorge, back mainland, we negotiated with a cab driver who cut his rate down to 25 for the four of us. Saved us some time and some hastle. We then checked into our first dorm room accomidations, 3 bucks, and headed to town where we found this wonderful internet cafe.
Next we don´t know...
Caio
Jo
I love the photos. The frog is great. So are the pictures of the buildings to really get a sense of the place. And the volcano is great too.
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