We've arrived in swealtering Nicaragua. The cities here are beautiful, old, and full of plastic bags in all stages of decomposition. All the women wear frilly aprons with more lace than fabric and people constantly try to sell you little food treats or cold drinks while you wait for the bus, or while you wait on the bus, or even if you're just walking by. Upon entering this country, our intentions of what to do and where to go seemed to change by the minute... and we found ourselves on the ferry to Isla de Ometepe in Lake Nicaragua. Its fun to abandon plans and make new ones all the time, and abandon those, and on and on. Todo es possible. We stayed for five days lounging in hammocks and exploring the island by bicycle, getting sick and recovering, hiking up the dormant volcano, and playing with a baby monkey.

We've now meandered north, back on the mainland, and hopefully will post photos soon.
Our route took us to Granada and now to Leon, the university town.

Everything is so colorful here.
-s