Arriving into San Juan Del Sur, Nicaragua on a Sunday evening and the whole town was drunk, we had the feeling we had just missed the party! We were right, a Sunday Funday had occurred, a day session, it turns out we were the only people unaware of it! Ah well you can't win them all.
Hangover free the next day we decided to take advantage of the beautiful setting of this beach town. We headed out on a boat for the afternoon in the glorious sunshine. We were soon joined by some dolphins who escorted us to a private beach. We enjoyed a few drinks, a swim and ended the trip watching a beautiful sunset from the boat. We decided to create our Funday and found a bar where ladies drink for free! We weren't going turn that down!
The next day was a scorcher and against my better sense I decided to hike up to a Jesus statue that looks down over the town. I set off with my hangover, no water and no sense. I passed by a school where children were learning numbers, I stopped as I recognised a familiar accent. Their very pleasant teacher was indeed from Ireland, educating the children of Nicaragua. I continued my waterless hike up the hill, and enjoyed the view after I got my breathe back! On the way back down singing out loud (there was a few dance moves too, shamelessly) to my iPod, a car pulled over to ask me directions. Well that's what I thought. Turns out the lads in the car recognised my dance moves from the free bar the night before! A few laughs were exchanged, and I explained my red face was from the hike not from my mortification!
Get me out of this town quick....
Hangover free the next day we decided to take advantage of the beautiful setting of this beach town. We headed out on a boat for the afternoon in the glorious sunshine. We were soon joined by some dolphins who escorted us to a private beach. We enjoyed a few drinks, a swim and ended the trip watching a beautiful sunset from the boat. We decided to create our Funday and found a bar where ladies drink for free! We weren't going turn that down!
The next day was a scorcher and against my better sense I decided to hike up to a Jesus statue that looks down over the town. I set off with my hangover, no water and no sense. I passed by a school where children were learning numbers, I stopped as I recognised a familiar accent. Their very pleasant teacher was indeed from Ireland, educating the children of Nicaragua. I continued my waterless hike up the hill, and enjoyed the view after I got my breathe back! On the way back down singing out loud (there was a few dance moves too, shamelessly) to my iPod, a car pulled over to ask me directions. Well that's what I thought. Turns out the lads in the car recognised my dance moves from the free bar the night before! A few laughs were exchanged, and I explained my red face was from the hike not from my mortification!
Get me out of this town quick....
