Answer: one more. Hahahah. Just kidding. It's not actually a joke.
Every time you travel, prepared to be squished, because I'm sure you can make it on. Even your luggage can fit somewhere, guaranteed!
Alright, now that that seriousness is over, it's been a pretty crazy few days. Somehow, my angels always manage to take good care of me and put people in my path that just make life better.
After spending a day on the absolutely deserted but beautiful la Boquita beach, dwelling in my terrible case of homesickness (it was my first time being seriously homesick since I started traveling, and it was bad.)
(But on the plus side I got to stay at a beautiful beach and I found a live sand dollar! So cool!! :D)
I was ready to switch my flight home to ASAP and was hating everything about my life and traveling and being away from anyone who cares about you. Yes, as much as I hate to admit it, it happened. But now I am back to my normal self and being in love with traveling and can't begin to wrap my mind around the fact that I have a week and two days left of this adventure.
I was rescued by a sweet family from Canada that happened to own a tropical paradise home a few miles away.
They took me under their wing and welcomed me into their vacation home, giving me a free night in a wonderful private room with a warm shower (though I preferred cold thanks to the billion degree heat) and fuzzy towels as well as hammocks on a second story bungalow to watch the sunset and amazing all-you-can-eat meals and my personal favorite, family time. My two day adopted mother from Canada said they would be my family and make it a little better, and they definitely did. I absolutely loved hanging out with Dom and Zav (22 and 26) and talking about everything under the sun.
Besides that, I was introduced to Dom's local friend Carlos, who introduced me to more people, and...I love the way life works.
Dom is a DJ who, thanks to Carlos, got a gig in Managua. I had to pass through Managua to get to my next destination, so they invited me to ride along.
(We enjoyed the slow moving because of bovines in the road...)
Then, since it was getting late, Carlos invited me to stay at their house with them, and we went out to dinner where Carlos insisted on paying for us all. Then, we went to Dom's event and got introduced to several other girls from the states. Long story short, thanks to this Canadian family who temporarily adopted me, I am no longer homesick and have new friends that I (unfortunately) fell in love with.
Seriously. There is no way around the "falling in love with people you meet as you travel" thing...
In the morning, (after waking up to loud bass and screaming every few hours- they are they craziest partiers. Their parties literally last until ten in the morning. Personally, I would rather sleep...) they fed us an amazing Nica breakfast with gallo pinto, pancakes, cheese, and fresh orange juice...
...and I sat talking with Carlos for quite awhile (Nicaraguans are really shy, but once you get to know them they literally never stop talking.) He told me a lot about Nica culture and how all of Central America really dislikes Costa Rica because they think they're better than everyone else (....) and how there is such a huge gap between the poor and rich in Nicaragua. I made a mental note to remember everything we talked about - the culture, people, school system, money, etc etc - but of course I forgot most of it.
Later, they took me to the bus station to go to Leon. Just like that, no questions asked. They insisted and said its the Nica way. They live to make you feel welcome.
My gosh I love traveling.
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