10.25.14

Day #112

Leon, Nicaragua

 

Hey Gang,

 

I've said it a handful of times on this trip, but I could live in this place.  I haven't gotten a great vibe from the locals yet toward westerners, but I think thats justified. Every american here on the gringo-trail does nothing but drink rum (Flora de cana 7 year is $8 bucks a bottle, as a rum drinker I'm elated) and obnoxiously galavant around the city. Plus the whole 1970's thing probably hasn't been forgotten.

In the van its a little different. We swing through hostels for a shower and some reliable internet, but the party scene hasn't really been an element on this trip. We have our fun but we're usually asleep by 9 and up by 5. That is especially true here.  We found a camp spot on the beach about 15 min outside of town. I'm up and surfing by sun rise then we head into the city to run errands and email non-profits to potentially work with. 

We came here for a night when we first got into Nicaragua and don't have much of a plan to ship off yet. Before here, we were working for a few hostels and resorts to get beds and showers.  This is the perfect change of pace.  

From here the loose plan is to continue south, ultimately making it to Ecuador by Christmas. 

Heres a good collection of what the last few weeks have looked like (again in no particular order): 

  The market in Antigua, Guatemala was a square mile or so of endless stands.  You could find everything. Clothes, food, batteries, machetes, toys, live chickens. I got lost in there for hours the first day.

The market in Antigua, Guatemala was a square mile or so of endless stands.  You could find everything. Clothes, food, batteries, machetes, toys, live chickens. I got lost in there for hours the first day.

  These kids in the market made a game out of throwing fruit at the wandering American.

These kids in the market made a game out of throwing fruit at the wandering American.

  One of the delis in the market.

One of the delis in the market.

  The street market in San Pedro, Guatemala.  Not as big as the one in Antigua but right near a massive lake.  Another place we intended to stay at for a day and ended up leaving a week later.

The street market in San Pedro, Guatemala.  Not as big as the one in Antigua but right near a massive lake.  Another place we intended to stay at for a day and ended up leaving a week later.

  Apparently a few years back the water at lake Atitlan rose 8 or 9 feet. Because of that, abandoned shops and houses litter the waters edge around most of the lake.  

Apparently a few years back the water at lake Atitlan rose 8 or 9 feet. Because of that, abandoned shops and houses litter the waters edge around most of the lake.  

  Driving across the lake to work with Mayan-Families. and organization that feeds and runs language classes for the local Mayan population. 

Driving across the lake to work with Mayan-Families. and organization that feeds and runs language classes for the local Mayan population. 

  We worked with Mayan-Families for a day, delivering food and doing our project along side theirs. This is a woman I spent most of the day with. She didnt speak English, I dont speak Mayan, and neither of us spoke much Spanish but we had a really nice day together. On top is her reaction to a photograph we gave her of her grandson. 

We worked with Mayan-Families for a day, delivering food and doing our project along side theirs. This is a woman I spent most of the day with. She didnt speak English, I dont speak Mayan, and neither of us spoke much Spanish but we had a really nice day together. On top is her reaction to a photograph we gave her of her grandson. 

  A blind woman and her grandson that Mayan-Families takes care of.

A blind woman and her grandson that Mayan-Families takes care of.

  San Pedro La Laguna, The town we were mostly based out of on the lake.

San Pedro La Laguna, The town we were mostly based out of on the lake.

  Jungle exploring.

Jungle exploring.

 The welcoming crew when we passed into El Salvador.

The welcoming crew when we passed into El Salvador.

  El Salvador.  

El Salvador.  

  The town square in Leon

The town square in Leon

  Our first morning camping on the beach in Leon, Nicaragua. I got up to explore and photograph a bit. I later learned that cross is on the rock as a memorial piece for a group of kids who drowned there a few years ago.  

Our first morning camping on the beach in Leon, Nicaragua. I got up to explore and photograph a bit. I later learned that cross is on the rock as a memorial piece for a group of kids who drowned there a few years ago.  

 Leon, Nicaragua

Leon, Nicaragua

  Two more from our camp site.

Two more from our camp site.