Arrival: Granada


The plane pitched forward, bobbed, bounced, and screeched to a stop. The night air in the jetway was a familiar hot and sticky humid. We arrived in Nicaragua. Because there had been reports of roadside tourist robbing we opted to stay the night in Managua, the capital city. We drank Toña beer in the lounge, which turns out to be a barely passable lager, and in our travel haze toasted to our next adventure.

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Next Up: Nicaragua

Marin Headlands

Marin Headlands

According to United , we have flights to Nicaragua tomorrow morning. We should probably pack, or something. Specifically, we should probably pack rain gear-which I’ve conveniently forgotten in Dublin, maybe because I’m willing the world to just give me a break from rain already (please?).  True to our recent theme of travel in the last 18 months we’ll be going in the “green season,” aka, low season. Lest we actually go to a country when you’re supposed to visit it. We left Europe right when it would be ideal to be there and are instead, headed to temperamental weather in Central America. At least, there will be few tourists, a fact that makes off-season travel almost worth it alone.  The 50% off deals at hotels we couldn’t normally afford doesn’t hurt either.  Continue reading