We are on an island in Nicaragua right now called Ometepe. It’s shaped like a figure eight with a volcano eat either end. One is active and one isn’t. We flew into Liberia , Costa Rica, and Oliver picked us up at the airport? We drove toward the border and spent the night and he dropped us at the border the next morning. The border was a kilometre of madness. Transport trucks were backed up on the Costa Rican side for 8 km and all the side roads were packed with them too. We got through it all and by noon we’re on a ferry to Ometepe.
We’ve been staying in the largest town, maybe geographically the size of Annapolis., to get our feet under us. It was a few days till we got used to the heat.
Today we took a chicken bus to the other side of the island and are now sitting on a beautiful terrace with an onshore breeze looking out at waves with no sign of land on the horizon. It’s just like the ocean. Getting here was an adventure.
This a lovely example of colonial architecture near our hostal. It has an interesting roof detail because of it being on a corner.
This is the street that the house was on. Behind those dark clouds is the active volcano. We have explored every inch of the town especially all the outskirts and we found a lovely lane along the lake where the next pictures were taken. Very poor people who went out of their way to be friendly as we went by. Kids run up to us and ask us to take their pictures and when we showed them the pictures they roared laughing at themselves!
The next pictures are of the lake as we walked along the lane. The one with people in it is of women washing clothes using roofed platforms that are built out into the water.
I’m having a lot of technical problems so I am going to add more pictures and post before I lose this.
