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- Shuttle bus service
- Continental Breakfast
- Room service
- Free High-Speed Internet
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... or Tegu how locals tend to call it. The bus dropped us off in one of the most dreaded neighborhoods of the whole city; however, fortunately we arrived some 40 minutes before it got dark. We quickly found accommodation in one of many hotels located in the neighborhood where a double room cost HNL 250 per night. The room had a private bathroom but no running water, so we had to use the hotelīs shared bathroom anyways. As expected, the place was full of locals. Before we ...
... I feel like such a dork. I desperately want people to talk to me at customs and immigration and they never do... they just look at me, open my passport and stamp away...
Nicaragua's immigration/ border patrol is spread out far and wide..... we walked a mile and had to show our passport at least 5 times... And when I say walked a mile, I don't mean in an airconditioned airport, I mean on dirt roads with NO signs or indications of where ...
... that were normally well hidden from the land, seemed enormous from above. The reef and the varying shades of blue water looked spectacular.
We had time for a small complimentary sandwich and a beer on the flight before we were descending for our landing into San Salvador. Looking out the window, it was hard to tell where the city was, there was one area of concentrated buildings but the plane flew straight past and headed ...
... Island, making sure to catch the ferry back to the mainland instead of the death-trap junket. It was here we boarded a local Chicken Bus (notoriously named after the chickens, pigs, people, tomatoes, dogs and whatever else needs a lift) headed for Granada. We quickly discovered they liked to pimp out their busses here and this one looked straight out of the Simpsons.
... chlamydia" but can't but I think you get the idea.
After we promised to pay our driver a bunch of money for waiting for us, he
dozed in the shade for an hour while we walked around with
butterflies the size of barn swallows. On the way back he was, not surprisingly,
charmingly ebullient. He cranked up the music and shouted “Baile!”,
then enthusiastically pointed out “Cerda!” and “Gallina!” as