Back to Reality

Landed in Montreal a bit over an hour ago and am bummed out about it.
I'm not exactly sure what it is specifically, but there's something about Latin America that just makes me feel like I'm home.
It's probably not just one thing but a combination of various things. I love the chaos (my friend Jenn calls it the pulse I think). There's people everywhere, on the sidewalk, in the middle of the street, on porches, everybody is doing something or another. It's great! Another thing I like is the people. I've never had so many people smile at me or talk to me.
I miss it... :(

Nicaragua: último día... No quiero regresar

I leave San Juan del Sur in a couple of hours and it sucks. I should be a viajera artesana like the guys I was hanging out with yesterday. They mostly all had university degrees and decided that life in an office with a boss and multiple obligations wasn't the way to go. Sometimes I think they are absolutely right. They don't have a lot but they always have a smile on. Doesn't that say everything? I have to plan my next trip when I get home and really improve my Spanish.

After breakfast, I went to say goodbye to the beach. The rays were there once again. There was one that was coming so close to the shore, I thought it would get stuck. I did a little research on them in the middle of the night. Might as well be productive while one cannot sleep! So my result is that they are Longnose Eagle Rays, hense the jumping out of the water and not hiding in the sand. But they do also posess that venomous tail spine that can inflict somekind of pain.

At noon, Armando came to pick me up at the hotel. He's the same guy that picked me up at the airport 2 weeks ago. We were 4 in the van to make our way back to Managua. A young guy from New York sat in the front seat. He spoke some Spanish but his English accent was so terrible that poor Armando kept on asking me what he was saying. I think the guy just gave up after a while and I also think that he had problems understanding Armando. The other 2 people were a young couple from Ottawa. We talked for a while but they were sitting way in the back and, being in the middle, I had to turn around to talk to them. That just made me seriously puky after a while. So in the end, the van was really quiet for about 2 hours. By chance I was the last one to be dropped off at her hotel. Armando said he did it on purpose because he knew I would enjoy going around Managua.

Now I'm in my new room, it's appropriately seriously raining outside, I'm writing emails and such, and trying my best not to think about my impending departure...

Nicaragua: penúltimo día

So traveling alone can sometimes be a little lonesome but travelling alone also gives you the opportunity to encounter people and do things you otherwise wouldn't get the opportunity to do. This morning I chilled until noon. Last night I was invited for lunch at my Spanish artesano friend's place. I had an idea how to get there but trying to avoid a group of people, I took a wrong turn that led to nowhere. Being me, when I walk I try and salute people nicely. So when I backtracked my steps, of saw again this guy sitting under a tree with his 79-year-old dad. They stopped me and we started talking. It was really nice. The dad was a little bit difficult to understand given he had no upper teeth whatsoever. People here are so happy to talk with people who are trying to learn Spanish and they are really patient with all the dumb mistakes I make. So we talked for quite a long time because I got to my friends house around 2 pm. I missed lunch but there was some gazpacho left which was yummy. So we sat around, with a couple other artesanos from Argentina talking about culture differences and drinking maté. I was pretty excited to taste maté since the only place I had heard about it was in the Che's biography.

Nicaragua: day 10

Omg this dream is slowly coming to an end. Mi amiga left to get back to San José and I only have one full day left. Snif... After the "chicken bus" to the Costa Rican border left, I went and booked my way back to Managua for Friday and then decided to go for a walk on the beach. (I'm still debating if I should go in the water or not because I really burned my back 2 days ago.) So As I'm slowly making my way back on the beach, I'm watching this old man kind of fishing. He has a bucket and is throwing what looks like a rag attached to a line. So he probably sees my puzzled look because he invites me to take a look at his catch. Turns out he's "fishing" crabs and the rag is not a rag but large slabs of fish that the crabs are apparently fond of. So this dude who I'm guessing is in his sixties, chatted me up for a good hour. He's from the city but used to work on a boat, so visited a lot of places. He showed me la cara del Indio naturally carved in one of the surrounding mountains and also told me that the rays that were in the water 2 days ago were not rays and were not dangerous. I'm still not sure who to beleive because they totally looked like rays. But the fun thing is that I got to practice my Spanish again! I was having a bit more difficulty than when I talked to the columbian guy but I think it was because of the pronunciation.

Later, I returned to the beach for a swim and actually saw one of those non-ray rays fly out of the water... I'm no specialist but aren't rays more fond of the bottom floor? I'll have to look that up. Later one of the students came on the beach so we just hung out for the rest of the afternoon. I went back to my room around 5 pm for a shower and then went out across the street for a quick and lonesome supper. I was starting to feel a few pairs of predaceous eyes on me when, thank god, this artisan we had met a couple days ago passed by and decided to sit with me for a beer. This 30-year-old is from Spain and has been travelling for 4 years. He studied to be a social worker and worked successfuly in the business world and decided to drop everything. After the first year, he arrived in Argentina were he learned how to make these really intricate string/macrame bracelet and that alone pays for his travels. It's got to be pretty nice to be free that way. He speaks with a different accent and very quickly so some parts of our conversation I'm not sure I understood. It was still nice to practice some more. After supper, he was nice enough to accompany me to the artisans street corner were I wanted to get this ring I had seen a few days ago. It's really pretty with a nice pink rock.

Nicaragua: day 9

Jenn arrived yesterday afternoon. We had a whole night of catching up. Lots of gossip a even more laughters. It was great! Just like we saw each other a few days ago. Today we woke up fairly early due to the amount of noise the hotel staff was doing. We watched a movie and then ran for breakfast which ends at 10 am. And... we went back to sleep until noon I think. Que parezosas!!!

It rained all day here! People were kind of happy but just before noon the electricity went out and only came back before 6 pm. We walked around town a bit, running some errands and then sat in a beach front restaurant for I don't know how long. At one point one of the students from the school walked in and sat with us until he had to go for his supper at the school. We ourselves went for supper but now I'm just not feeling so well...

Before or after supper, I just can't remember, we went to check out the hostel I first wanted to stay at. You know, turns out to be a good thing they were full because it was another example of a bit of false representation from their web site. I think we ended up in a much better place.

Nicaragua: day 8... I think

I'm loosing count of the days I've been here. To me that's a very good sign.
Yesterday I moved to my new location. It's ok but for the price they charge, I expected quite a bit more. It is not remotely close to the hype they make it out to be on there website. AND... This morning there's a freakishly oversized black spider in my shower. I didn't kill it cause it's just going to make a really gross mess under my poor little flipflop and in the process, make me want to puke. My friend is arriving later this afternoon so hopefully it will still be in the same spot and hopefully, she won't have a problem killing it with one of her own shoes.
The really nice thing about the hotel is that it's restaurant is right across the street hence, on the beach. I had supper there last night and was entertained by this spectacular sunset on the ocean. I will defenetely try and take a picture of that before I leave... If I leave. :)

I think that today will be a beach day. I tried to stay out of the sun yesterday due to being slightly sunburned. But so far, the sky is somewhat overcast and I plan on being more vigilant with the sunscreen. The vigilance is a little difficult for me due to the fact that I have a tendency to stay in the water for hours on end.


We'll my beach morning was cut a little short due to the visit of quite a few rays. Just as I was getting use to sharing the water with them, this local dude told everyone he could, to get out of the water because he said that these rays have this thorn that can really cut you. On the up side, the maid totally took care of my uninvited guest! A shout out to maids everywhere!

Nicaragua: day 7

Yesterday was a nice and long day. I started by taking my laundry to the lavanderia around 8 am to make sure I had it back that same night since they are closed on Sundays. Then I walked the whole beach for about an hour. I had just too many things with me to leave my stuff on the beach and jump in the water. So I just sat on my towel for the whole morning, reading and people watching. A bit after 11 am I went back to the school and took a shower. When I came out for lunch, to my surprise, there was a new student that had just arrived. He's a Britt that doesn't really have any Spanish and is here for one month!!! Lucky guy. He wants to learn a bit of Spanish for the rest of his trip (because yes, he is not finished travelling after this month of lessons).
After lunch, we went to town were we parted ways after a couple of bebidas. I just had to get in the water and had prepared myself acordingly by hardly bringing anything with me. There was a ton of people at the beach in the afternoon. Aparently, SJDS is the weekend getaway for quite a few rich people from Managua. I stayed in the water long enough to get the tip of my fingers all rinkled and to get my little pile of stuff soaked by the incoming tide. The waves could have been a little bit more present but it was pretty nice. I even got to practice my Spanish with this Columbian guy from NY, that was on vacacion with his family.
After supper, the Britt and I decided to go for a drink. Man does this town ever morph on Saturday nights!!!!
There was at the very least 3 times the amount of people I've seen during the week. I had a pretty good time. We ran into a group of people he stayed with in Granada and ended up partying with them until the wee hours of the morning and all for about 30$.

Today, I'm leaving the school. I'm a little bummed about it but am also looking forward to a decent shower. I really wanted to stay in this hostel but there was no rooms left. So I ended up in this hotel but the good thing is that it's right on the beach.