Sunday, June 4, 2017

El Salvador, Nicaragua

Taken in Leon, Nicaragua, we'd gone up into the steeple and this seemed like a good photo opportunity.
The Colonial towns all seem to look alike after while and by the time we hit Granada I was tired of the Colonial towns. Honestly now I can't remember which is which. .
Not to be reminded that we are no longer in U.S.A. but at this border crossing while Stacie was inside completing the Mandatory paperwork a man up and died! I was outside watching the bikes and saw a man lying on a concrete slab. I presumed he was sleeping. 2 people appeared with a tablet, they looked him over, and out of nowhere an old pick-up pulls up. In the back a roughly made casket, they put the man in, and off they go. NO big ordeal, sirens, nothing.

This isn't a two man job! Only for the weakling's, would it be at least two or three.
La Tortuga Verde ( the green turtle) great little place on the beach . So much so that the cows arrived each morning and enjoyed the sunrise as well as the sunset.
Locals enjoying a game of Futbol.

This is a taxi in El Salvador, they would be like sardines in a can before all is said and done.
I think this was in Leon, Nicaragua.
In Granada they had murals remembering the Sandinista days.
Again a taxi waiting for it to be loaded full before departure.
Below, damn I'm tired, sure wish I had a drink of water!
Imagine in America people coming and going to town in this mode of transportation?

We purchased a bread custard like pudding on a banana leaf at a market. It was delicious!
Granada, it seemed the further south we went the colors on buildings became more subtle.
Monkey Hut, where we stayed a few days which had a crater (Apoyo) which in reality was like Crater Lake, Oregon.
In C.A. their buses are like a piece of art.
Anytime on any moment a parade appears with loud music, dancers,and perhaps bands . This  barely squeaked trough the narrow streets. We had to rush out to move bikes enough for it to continue .
Festivals and costumes are a delight to see, and experience, in any and all of these countries.

This was taken while at The Monkey Hut.
The birds were abundant while at Monkey Hut.
Below in Leon, Nicaragua.This town we arrived late at night, it was raining, and we got separated. The Hostel we were looking for no one seemed to know where it was . In any case I finally found it, and Stacie arrived about an hour later, oh yes we got along GREAT that night LOL.
I'll have a cold one please.
Oh, alright kicking back in La Tortuga with a cold one.
This was La Tortuga, again food fantastic, happy hour awesome, and water refreshing.
The water was warm and we enjoyed playing in the waves for 2 days while in Tortuga.
Lots of drinking of late, ha. The happy hour was cheap, food was fantastic, and the place in general was awesome. I wish we would have stayed longer. We were too early to help release the turtle hatch lings.

Below, vendors sold ice drinks, ice cream, and other delights to the locals and tourist's. It is amazing what people do south of the border to make a living.

As you travel along these countries of basic and less modern sophisticated means, you'll see just how simple life can be. Here they are drying their corn, in the sunshine, roadside.
Stacie getting her feline fix.
Cuban cigar's, get these while you can, in S.A there were no cigars what so ever to be found. 
Another parade that we heard as it was coming down the street. In Granada we stayed at a Hostel. They had a guard there who watched our bikes. He didn't speak English, but each morning gestured that he had his eye on our cycles. I tipped him handsomely when we departed.
A ferry en-route to Ome Tepe Island.We would board and travel on a total of 19 boats/ ferries on this adventure.
We had to wear life jackets, the locals not so.
Below is a nice bungalow we found on the Island. We wanted to spend a few days here and get some hiking in, but again the rain ruined this for us.
 One of the 2 volcanoes on the Island.
Following my shadow.
At Monkey Hut, a different kind of squirrel


 Vendors trying to make a peso in Granada.
Below, old homes of what former dignitaries would have lived in.
Lago Nicaragua, in Granada, from the distance was nice but up close it had trash strewn everywhere and marshy.

We would encounter numerous storms, and they would always alter our daily plans. This is what adventure is all about. Hey but some people are more flexible than other's. Hint, Hint.

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