Saying Goodbye to Dreamland (/Nicaragua)

When I woke on the hammock the next day, it wasn’t to the usual sound of vendors and neighbours shouting at each other, it was to the (comparatively) gentle crowing of roosters. The entire town was in recovery and many of the streets were empty. The hungover silence continued into the night, and it was the only time the magical 2am club on our residential street didn’t start blaring music. San Juan Del Sur seemed happy, but hurting!

The next couple days were basically spent surfing and drinking on the beach. Although I still ride like I’m the queen of noobs, I could tell I was getting at least SLIGHTLY better. Even though Playa Madera was smaller and more crowded than Hermosa, I caught more waves in my first half hour than I did the whole day (shuddup, I feel accomplished, okay!?)

IMG_4369

All the surf helped me work up enough apetite to fully enjoy the pleasures of Nacho Libre, not the wrestling or the movie, the restaurant. A gourmet burger place, it served a variety of funky burgers with names like “the big wang”, “yoga ass” and “curvy italian”. I eventually decided on “Bust a’ Nut”, because a burget with peanut butter, cheese and bacon just seemed like the most terribly amazing idea on the face of planet!

IMG_4381

After entering a peanut-beef-bacon food coma, the last day brought some sad goodbyes, but a lot more rushing from taxi to chicken bus to airport to airport to airport. The entire trip just seemed like a dream, and I was sad to wake up, but my next adventure to Singapore was just around the corner, and I couldn’t sleep through it!

Advertisements

One thought on “Saying Goodbye to Dreamland (/Nicaragua)

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s