Made my way to a sleepy little surfing town on the southern Pacific coast of Nicaragua aptly named San Juan del Sur. It’s really not much but a collection of small shack houses and a few “hotels” catering to a burgeoning tourist crowd. The local life is already a bit disturbed from it’s former quiet feel, it seems. There is no better evidence of this than the fact that a pair of sandles is marked at $20 plus. Yet, it still holds plenty of charm as the “central” market is still only 3 fruit stands and an occasional ox cart will move down the cobble stone streets. The natural inlet bay here serves as a harbor for local boats anchor just off the beach where children play in the evening sun.
After arriving from La Fortuna, Costa Rica through the lengthy bus ride, I settle to sit by the beach simply to watch the sun go down once more. Either tomorrow or the day after, I will head to the volcanic islands in the middle of Lake Nicaragua.
