Although a backpacker here is rarely short of friends (I’ve only gone out alone twice), I ended up at a deserted hostel in Masaya today and I find myself with some downtime. Using it to post some of my backlog of photos for you. I call this collection, “Signs that you’re in Nicaragua.”
English that is as lovably unpolished as my Spanish:
Sleepy, entirely unagressive strays:
Beaches under calmly cloudy volcanoes:
Europeans (like these two of my travel buds):
And churches. Lots of churches:
Can’t wait to see you!
P.S. I bought a hammock today at the “hammock factories” (Nicaraguan Spanish for “two streets of little shops where they make hammocks”). It’s beautiful. I’m hanging it in my next apartment, deposit be damned.