Nicaragua Day 6: Ometepe Island


We enjoyed a very relaxed Sunday in Moyogalpa, where nearly everything was closed, traffic was minimal, and we hadn’t planned any tourist activities anyway. We had breakfast at a cafe up the road in a hostel run by a Dutch woman and a chain-smoking rack-of-bones American man with bottles of cough medicine and a big box of kleenex at his table. Torre was busy moving chairs around, climbing and running around while we enjoyed our breakfast and chatted with the owners.

“What brought you to Nicaragua?” I asked.

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Nicaragua Day 5: Ometepe Island

Today we traveled to Moyogalpa on Ometepe Island – all in all a great day, and even the little bumps were good for learning experiences.ometepe-nicaragua

We ate breakfast at the hostel – instant oatmeal and a can of fruit. My guts were unsettled, and I think Torre’s were too, possibly from out street meat the night before, although Matt was completely fine. Torre didn’t eat much, but I did have a full serving, chased with Imodium and  a prayer for our long trip on a bus!

We walked to the town square and bought a wallet I’d seen before as well as a bracelet for our sponsor child, Fabiola, who we’ll be meeting in a week and a half, then we caught a cab to the bus station and were the last two seats on an express bus to Managua. This bus went so fast compared to the bus we rode to Leon. We were squished in the very back corner with Torre asleep across both our laps. Momotombo belched some steam/smoke as we passed along the highway, and between Latin music as our playlist (invaded as always in this country by Nicki Minaj’s song Anaconda – don’t google it) and our driver’s heavy foot we arrived in Managua in fantastic time.

The drive itself had beautiful scenery – lush green mountains in the distance that look like a cozy green blanket tossed in a heap with folds down all the hills. The sky was cloudless, and every so often we’d pass a horse or (herd of) cow(s) by the side of the road. I couldn’t see out the windshield, so I didn’t get too stressed passing trucks or cars, although there were some ridiculous scenarios with oncoming traffic and passing a long line of transport trucks/other buses when I simply had to put ourselves in God’s hands.

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Nicaragua Day 4: Leon

Our last day in Leon. I think today was the hottest yet, or at least the day the heat got to me the most. Matt went volcano boarding, so it was just Torre and I in the morning. We hung around at the hostel then made our way to Libelula, although I got lost on the way so it was a longer walk than it needed to be!

Some little boys were at the cafe with their family and had their faces painted like lions (or just cats), and they played peek-a-roar with Torre over the booth dividing their table from our table. It was pretty cute. After brunch we came home and napped together until Matt returned from his trek looking for a shower and a nap.


This is the board Matt rode down a volcano!


Some of the folks from Matt’s group, suited up and ready to board down Cerro Negro!

Volcano boarding, for those who may not know, is an adventure tourism activity wherein you hike up an active volcano, put on a protective suit and goggles, then toboggan down the side of said active volcano. It’s like tobagganing down a regular mountain except that snow is replaced by volcanic ash which is a little less cushioning.

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