(Michelle) For those of you loyal readers of Pete’s blog,
you’ll notice he’s been slacking. In an effort to make him put up his first
post in almost a MONTH (tsk, tsk Pedro!!), here are our top highlights from
Michelle’s Nica trip 5:
· (P) We made base camp in San Juan del Sur, the only place in Nicaragua that may have a higher population of “whiteys” than host country nationals. Our hotel was OK. It only had a pool, oceanside view and bath robes – typical amenities of the Peace Corps life.
· (P) We made base camp in San Juan del Sur, the only place in Nicaragua that may have a higher population of “whiteys” than host country nationals. Our hotel was OK. It only had a pool, oceanside view and bath robes – typical amenities of the Peace Corps life.
· (M) Ziplining! Thanks to my fear of heights, we were both pretty sure Pete was going to have to push me off the platform(s). Maybe it was the fact that the 7- and 9-year olds in our group went fearlessly before me, but I did a-ok (and even (sort of) enjoyed it!). The views were amazing; we saw howler monkeys and I didn’t cry on top of a mountain…success
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(P) AND THE FOOD! I have traveled to San Juan del Sur before
but unfortunately it was on my government stipend which meant I ate street
tacos for all 6 meals. Michelle and I
ate chicken vegetable curry, supreme pizza, steak topped with gorgonzola cheese
and burgers large enough to feed my entire community back home.
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(M) On Saturday night we went to a massive beach
party thrown by the local government. There was live music, dancing, starlight
and 60 cent beers…yep, it was pretty much the best night of my life.
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(P) St. Patty’s Day: After a morning by the pool
Michelle and I wandered past “The Irish House” (real name look it up). After nearly 2 years of drinking nothing but
Tona and Victoria, it was wonderful to have a Guinness (or two) in the early
afternoon. The owner loved us and our apparel
and bought us a round for being such festive patrons.
(M) In conclusion? It was a GREAT trip, and a fantastic way to end 1.5 years of traveling to see my cool novio. I head back tomorrow, though, so I guess it’s officially time to start counting down until his FINAL, FOR-GOOD return to the States…in (approximately) 130 days!!!!
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