A sad day in San Juan del Sur

Our two favorite little bars in town have shut down, along with about seven others. Every evening we would sit at one of our two favorite spots, sip on a liter of Victoria, watch the sunset, discuss the days events, and the next days agenda. We never needed to order; once the bartender saw us walking toward them on the street they would questioningly hold up one finger, we would smile and nod, and grab a table. About 30 seconds later we would have our liter of Victoria, and two plastic cups, sitting in front of us. We would have a quick conversation with them usually, then they were off to tend to their other patrons. At both establishments we were the only, and I mean only, gringos ever there. Every once and again a gringo would see us, sipping our beers and...

Getting itchy feet

I’m not really sure what makes people like us want to travel. It’s a very difficult way to live compared to the relative comforts of life back in the states. We have to deal with; almost daily power outages, almost weekly water outages, temperatures that hover in the 90 degree range every day, with no air conditioning, and “suicide” shower heads that if accidentally touched while showering could possibly cause your demise. We have to deal with public transportation that can only be described as comical; some buses are so crowded that you will literally have people touching you from all sides. We have to deal with the dreaded border crossings which, in some cases, means standing in the sun for hours at a time only to be turned away because you missed...

How about a little respect?

On our travels we’ve been seeing three different kinds of foreigners (and by foreigners I mean people who are foreign to the country we’re in). They are; the expats, the perpetual tourist, and the vacationers. I’ll leave the expats, mostly, to a different blog post. Expats are just too hard to fit into what I want to discuss here. Expats come in all different shapes and sizes. There are some who integrate themselves totally into the culture, there are those who lock themselves up in gated communities, rarely interacting with the locals, and then there are all of the various expats who fall somewhere between the two extremes. What I want to discuss now is the differences, that I see, between the perpetual tourist (mostly backpackers), and the...

Central American Toilets

written by Natasha We have to make sacrifices when we are in a third world country. We all know that, in return for the beautiful beaches, tropical climates, and fun fruity drinks, we will in turn lose a few of the things we are used to having in the states. I knew living in Central America was going to affect just about everything I do. I knew I was going to have limited (if any) hot water for showers. I knew I was going to have to hand wash, and hang dry all my clothes. I knew the grocery stores would be limited in what they offer, and kitchens would be lacking in technology. All of that I was fine with. One thing I didn’t expect to change was how I use the bathroom. I had quite a shock the first time I had to use the restroom in Central America. We were...

Wednesday of Semana Santa week

I was going to post daily Semana Santa updates, but there’s just not that much going on. There are a ton of people coming into town, and tons of preparations for something big. Just not a whole lot happening as of Wednesday night. I went for a 9am stroll on Thursday morning just to get some pictures (too many pick-pockets and thieves out at night during Semana Santa to be carrying anything you’re too attached to). Again, lots of preparations going on, and everyone seems as if they’re into there 3rd or 4th litre of beer for the day, but other than that, it’s just a fun time with a lot of people. No where near the mad-house people were making it out to be. So far we’ve seen, since the beginning of the week: A craps table set up at the...

Gearing up for Semana Santa

One of the reasons we were going to have to leave San Juan del Sur was that Semana Santa (holy week) was fast approaching, and all of the rooms in town have been booked for the past six months, at about five times the price as the rest of the year. Luckily we found a long term rental that just came on the market so we can witness the madness to come. Starting Sunday, April 13 we’re expecting our little fishing village to go from around ten thousand residents, to over 100,000 visitors. The madness will end about 8 days later when everyone leaves after Easter. This town can barely accommodate those of us here; power outages happen nearly everyday, and can last hours, and there isn’t nearly enough water to go around (it can also be shut off for hours at...

A failure as nomads?

We may have failed in our year long odyssey traversing Central America. We found a town we just don’t want to leave. We’ve been to a ton of cool towns on our journeys, but this one, San Juan del Sur, is our favorite. After staying one month we found ourselves paying for an other. As that month was nearing an end we were torn; there were still so many things we wanted to see, but we loved it here so much. We decided to take a couple of day trips, to nearby towns, and decide if we liked them any better. We didn’t. With only a few days left on our lease we found a great apartment; five minutes from the beach, two minutes from the market where we eat and shop every day, and less than one minute to the bus terminal (we’re still going to travel,...

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