One Way United

So a lot has gone on since we last gave you guys some news. I’ll try to keep this brief. Our Costa Rican experience ended on a sour note. We got to this town Liberia and were waiting at the bus station to take us to the Nicaraguan border. We set our bags down and were sitting a foot away from them having breakfast. At bus stations you always have people trying to sell us stuff and numerous guys came up to us while we were eating to try and sell us music CD’s (most likely pirated). Very rude indeed but we did our best to just say no and keep eating. But we got up to leave we found that while we’d been distracted by one of these guys someone had made off with my small backpack. Needless to say I was livid. I lost my Bible, my journal, and a book that was a birthday present from Jordan and Amanda, all of which upset me to various degrees. The monumental loss though was my Ipod was also in that bag, and my Ipod is where we’ve been storing all our photos over the trip. Think of that: six months worth of traveling photos lost in a second. I’ll not repeat the words I used here as it might offend someone’s sensibilities. But in general I was just majorly dissappointed in the human race. Such is life. Fortunately we have the site where we’ve been storing pictures and I always put the best ones up, so thank God we didn’t lose them all.

So we went to Nicaragua and took a boat to this island called Ometepe. It’s shaped like a figure 8 and has two volcanos on it. This place was lush with flora and fauna and a total paradise. The first day it rained cats and dogs. So we sat in our hotel and played cards and marveled at the pet deer named Bambi (I’m not kidding). The next days we lounged by the beach and explored the surrounding area. Jordan and Amanda went kayaking in the serene waters one day, but mostly we were just here to relax. Mission accomplished. We also admired the wildlife as just a few yards from our hotel was a large group of howler monkeys. They make a ton of noise I’ll tell you.

Then we took a bus to Managua, the capital. We were only passing through as we wanted to get north quickly. We were standing on the bus waiting to get off and figure things out when the taxi guys came along. These guys clamor for your business and it can be hard to disuade them. Sometimes you have to say no more than ten times before they’ll leave you alone. This time we had two guys offering their ride. One of them shoved the other one right out of the way and started picking up our bags. Does this strike you as sketchy? It did to us, but we went along anyway. So he’s driving like a maniac and I’m praying for my life when he decides to stop for gas. He asks us to pay him now so he can fill up and the price he says makes our jaws drop: a little over $10 a person. I should also mention that initially he had said his fare was a certain amount per kilometer and we were not going that far, so we had a complete turn around here. So were arguing with the driver about how ridiculous that is to only go a mile and he’s getting rather angry over it. He then enlisted the help of some fellow cab drivers to convince us this was a fair asking price. We can’t understand the majority of what people are saying so really we just have a lot of shouthing back and forth. Then our cabby starts to call a cop over to settle this. The cop didn’t seem interested in actually coming over to the car although Jordan and I were ready to fight this out. But then we decided it would be better to just pay the man what he wanted and he would take us where we were going. We realized that it wasn’t a good idea to upset the man as we were in his car and our bags were in his trunk. I had visions of getting out of the car and him just driving off with them and thought it was better to submit in this case. True to form as soon as he had his cash he did a total personality shift and became a friendly joking guy and was saying things like “Look the pretty girls are waving at you!” I found myself hoping that his crazy driving would catch up with him and his engine would fall out.

We finally got to the bus station and were hounded by people to stay at their hotel. This can be useful at times but right then it was just irritating. And it rather irks me to have people shouting “Hey gringo, this way!” We told them politely to buzz off (they didn’t listen) and bought our tickets out of the country for the next day. We ended up staying at a hostel owned by this very sweet little old couple. They were very helpful and we felt secure there. We made our way to a mall and saw the movie Cassanova, which was better than I expected it to be, and then tried to sleep in the blistering heat.

The next day we awoke at 3:30 a.m. (ugh…) and boarded the bus to San Salvador, El Salvador. The bus was airconditioned and very comfortable and the scenery of course gorgeous. We jetted straight through Honduras without stopping. Technically we can all say we’ve been in Honduras for about three hours or so but I don’t think any of us actually walked there.

We’ve made it to San Salvador where I’m currently writing this. Today we will make our way to Suchitoto for a day and tomorrow we’re on to Guatemala. Is all this exhausting? You bet it is, but it’s worth it in the end. Be sure to check our new pictures of Costa Rica and Nicaragua. Later.

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Hello all. It’s been a little while as we haven’t had internet for a while. We just want to let people how we were doing. We’ve left Costa Rica for Nicaragua, and tomorrow we’re moving on to Honduras! Speed traveling I know. There have been some ups and downs and we’ll let you in on everything as soon as we get some time. Love to all.

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Just kidding. I only wanted your attention. I love to travel and discover new lands and cultures. Already I have budding plans for future trips over the rest of this great Earth and all continents (that will all happen well in the future I can assure you). Traveling like this has been one of the grandest experiences of my life. I would definitely recommend that everyone at some point in their life should get out and explore the world around them at least a little bit. Despite the wonders this planet has to offer though, I know a good many people never really go anywhere. They might say things like “I can’t get time off work” or “I don’t have the cash” or any number of excuses, which may or may not be valid. But I think a lot of the time people don’t go anywhere because they’re afraid something bad might happen to them.

It is true: if you travel for any length of time eventually you are going to run into some misfortune. It may not be serious but it will be frustrating at the very least. We’ve had all sorts of things happen to us over the months. We got lost in a huge city. We had a cab driver rip us off. We’ve lost various belongings. We’ve gotten really sick in really inconvenient places. And there’s something about being a really long way from home that tends to magnify even the slightest of problems. But so far we’ve been very fortunate in that nothing incredibly terrible has happened…until recently.

Bocas del Toro was an awesome place. A bit crowded and touristy at time, but how can you turn down snorkeling in the Caribbean? We did and saw lots of cool stuff including a 1 meter long baracuda! After spending lots of time playing cards and chilling out we set out to say goodbye to Panama and make our way to Costa Rica. Taking a couple taxis, one of which had this guy zooming down these winding roads at around 70 mph that you should really only be doing 35 on. This is rather common of cab drivers down here but he also might have been showing off his new car since he’d only had it for four days. We crossed the border to Costa Rica and made it into Puerto Viejo.

Take every image you’ve ever had of the Caribbean and you’ve got this town. Beautiful beaches, open bars with sand floors, fantastic drinks and food; this place had it all. We were all set to just kick back and enjoy everything there was to offer out here. The restaurant we ate at had daquris 2 for $4 at happy hour. We asked the waitress when happy hour was and she replied “All day”. Tell me that’s not cool. So we ate and enjoyed a drink and played some Pinochle (yes, we know we’re odd). Then we headed out to the beach to catch some surf. We marveled at the beauty around us, and we found a nice semi-empty beach with some good waves. We got into our suits to head out wave jumping. The water was the absolute perfect temperature, comfortable the entire time even as the sun was setting. We rode waves, laughed, and got way too much salt in our mouths. And then…it started.

This next point I freely admit was all my fault as I was being a bit of a bonehead. While wave jumping at some point I got turned around and hit by a rogue wave I wasn’t ready for. I was drug under, remained there for several seconds, and in the chaos of it all the riptide pulled my glasses off (reason I hate wearing glasses #175). I grabbed frantically for them but the slipped just out of my fingers. Jordan and I searched for them in the surf, which is useless when the waves are pounding on you relentlessly. I knew it was a lost cause right away and we headed back to where our stuff was. In the end though, it turns out I got off easy. We arrived to fine some hooligans had made of with some of our stuff. Jordan lost his camera and Amanda lost a bag with her journal, glasses, sunglasses, her book Elantris (which she was only 100 pages away from finishing), and her camera as well. We searched and came up with nothing. We walked to the police station in the dark, defeated, me going very carefully as I am functionally blind with out my specs. The police were nice of course, but we all new the odds of anything coming out of this were slim to none. So we went back to the first bar to take advantage of all day happy hour. We decided to play some cards to unwind only to realize, the final insult, that both the regular cards and the pinochle deck were in Amanda’s stolen bag! I tell you we were pretty pathetic. Of coarse we were all aggravated to various degrees. I feel especially bad for Amanda who in her few short weeks here has had more regular stressful occurances then Jordan and I have seen in our first six months! She has been taking it very well I think and will enjoy the rest of her stay here I’m sure. We were all able to laugh and get on with life.

We caught the bus to San Jose, a city we’d told is not that great. It’s actually rather non-descript. Not bad really, but not anything to write about. We did get to finally see Pirates of the Caribbean, after a much anticipated wait. So now I sit here updating the site with a long post and pictures at the same time (note to future employers: I am a good multi-tasker) while Jordan and Amanda are out doing some white water rafting. Ordinarily I would have gone but my funds are rather diminished now and things in Costa Rica are pretty dang expensive. So we will leave tomorrow, right after I get my new glasses hopefully. Where we’ll go hasn’t really been decided yet. But even with all these troubles I still enjoy traveling. Learning to roll with the punches is essential if you’re going to do something like this and since we’re all physically ok you learn to appreciate that.

As always our best to all our loved ones at home. Be sure to check out the photo gallery as a bunch of new pics have gone up. Later!

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