I just got back from Nicaragua! It was amazing. I want to move there now.
So when it was November and I didn't have any plans (and not many vacation days) I started to worry. I did my time report, which left me with 3 days to spend by the end of December. Cue the Airfare Watch Dog Alerts to like 6 countries, close monitoring of Skyscanner, random browsing of my "Caribbean Islands" Lonely Planet, frantic emails attempting to persuade friends and/or family members to come with. First one friend wanted to come, then another, then neither, then my parents considered it... half-assed itinerary research continued and then all of a sudden I saw one of my alerts appear for half-price, from JFK to Managua for $408. Where was Managua again?
After no real answers from potential travel partners, I took it as a sign to commit to Managua, and bust out the "Central America on a Shoestring" travel guide instead, and read up on Nicaragua. One spontaneous afternoon I clicked through, booking a flight 3 weeks out. My lackadaisical approach continued: I kind of absent-mindedly ignored the idea of practicing my very rusty Spanish skills, didn't read much more than a few paragraphs about each destination in Nica, and packed a few bathing suits but no flip flops the night before. I booked 1 night in a town 2 hours away from the airport, and hoped I could figure it out in broken Spanglish when I landed. (I have to be honest: THIS IS SO UNLIKE ME. I work in PR, if you know anything about that, it means I am usually highly organized, a planning freak, prepared for every best and worst situation. I think SE Asia truly changed me! Slash work is stressful and makes me lazy.)
Despite my carefree/careless planning for this trip (which made me worried I wouldn't have a great trip, see effects of vacation planning anticipation on happiness aqui), I HAD THE BEST TIME EVER. Nicaragua is amazing--it's one of my favorite places I've ever been. I've told this to everyone whose asked upon my return, and find describing why I loved it so much very difficult. I'm kind of reduced to "so many good vibes there!!~~" which is a seriously lame description. Lo siento!
Here's another attempt, picture this: "Wake up and look out your window to greenery and an ocean view. Head to breakfast, where a fresh fruit smoothie is $1, huevos rancheros another $1, or maybe some iced coffee from the coffee plantations a few hours inland. Power nap in a hammock until the next activity, but no rush--at 1pm you get picked up in a truck to ride 30 minutes through pastoral countryside and then a jungle to the beach. Surf's up! The waves are just right in December--small, consistent, and the water's still warm. Post surfing, relax and watch the sunset with a $1 Tona, reggae in the background. Ride back to town, eat some tacos with new friends, and dance to some throwback Enrique Inglesias while throwing back a rum and coke or another beer. Tomorrow? Rinse & repeat."
Good vibes, right?! I could have stayed for a month. Nicaragua, te extrano mucho.
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