Strung up and Potty for Granada

Trip Start Nov 08, 2008
Trip End Jun 30, 2009

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Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Ah the colonial gem of niguragua (Stop reading the guide book paul).  Is a nice colonial town with a lovely square and paved tourist area. 

After a quick wonder round to see what is happening we decide that tele pizza is a good option for dinner.  However about one slice into dinner the predicted rain (beccas very good) causes a power cut.  Not one to be fazed i still manage to carry on eating in the dark but they kick the generator to life and we have power again.  This doesnīt seem to bother anyone in the restaraunt at all and everyone trys to eat via mobile phone untill the power comes back on.

Next Day becca heads out early for her first latte fix for a while (6 months!!!!) and then we book our canopy tour.  Think tarazan and jane with safety equipment.  Its loads of fun but the journey out there is a shocker of a road and takes about an hour but once your in the trees you forget about it.

Its cheap dinner tonight as we are recycling money into booze so we can sit on the tourist street and watch the world go by.  Two mojitos for 25 cordoba ($1.50)

We get excited and think that the tourist area (which you have to pay to get into) is going to be like beachfront costa del sol. Oh how wrong we were. Itīs a ghost town, complete with tumble weeds. The only people there were work men and it was full of empy bars the size of warehouses. Why was it even still open?

Head out to a couple of neighbouring villages to look at crafts, Paul's favourite past-time. There's also a nice view thrown in. Paul is unhappy that you have to pay a dollar to see the view. Catalina, the first pueblo, is described in the book as stunning. No such luck. It was a pretty ordinary latin american village complete with tacky craft shops and strangely enough ornamental plants. We figured this was Nicaraguas version of BnQ.

San Juan Del Oriente, a few 100mtrs down the highway, was a walking pottery factory. There was literally nothing else there. After being lured into a man's house for a pottery demonstration I accidentaly bought a vase. Oops. I now have to carry a ceramic vase around with me. To make matters worse, the next day I accidentally wandered into a hammock making workshop. I left $20 lighter with a backpack 20kg heavier. And yes, I do know how popular hammocks are in rainy, grey, England.
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