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Chocolate!
OK I'm literally going to rub it in by saying I've had another massage today. This was followed by a three hour workshop on how to make chocolate, which included making my own chocolate bar with coffee beans and almond shavings. MMmmmmm...coooffffeeeee beeeannnss...
We've arrived at Granada's famous chocolate museum. This is also home to a spa and luxury hotel. Another day of ...
The shit girls say.
... botched eye exam, and write on my laptop. A prime target for robbery…
I get it. I really do. She’s not interested. She’s flighty. She’s ‘enjoying being single’. She’s wanting to **** around with a better looking filthy rich guy. It’s just instead of a snowflake on my arm, I have a heart on my sleeve; and this morning; it’s feeling a little broken.
I wonder what Charles Bukowski would ...
Take it all off baby!
... my misendevours in San Juan Del Sur have eaten into my time frame. I need a new flag sticker on my guitar. Costa Rica seems the best option. I shall remain here for Christmas, no clue for New Year, Ometepe first weekend in January, then gun it over the border and away.
There's a big wide world out there. I've been giving consideration to seeing it all the first time around, then ...
Las Isletas and our last entry from Granada
... they make money to fund their retirement, the locals don´t necessarily benefit, but you´ve booked their B&B because the local place next door doesn´t have online booking facilities and didn´t market their properties in the place where you´d look for it... There are eco hotels who pride themselves on sustainable practices and ´hotels con corazon´who describe how they aid or benefit the local community, but again, many owned by foreigners. It´s gutting to think ...
Granada
... tell, even if there was I don’t know if anyone would have remembered them anyway.
A few glary eyed hung over lost souls emerged the next day for a tour of the islets of Lake Nicaragua and the Masaya Volcano National Park. We left the hotel and made our way down to the wharf to board our boat and travel in and out the different islands that hugged the main shore line. It was a total contrast to how the rich and poor lived on these small islands though they lived ...



