After spending the afternoon watching the parade and dance competitions in the ghost town of Mineral de Pozos, we had just enough daylight left to visit the one site we had actually planned: the abandoned Santa Brígida mine. The rain, clearly summoned by the relentless swirling and drum banging of […]
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Don’t worry if you don’t understand two out of three words in the title, I will explain everything. This year, we traveled to Tepoztlan, hiked up and down a mountain, and ended up in a temazcal. Ok, I’ll keep explaining. It was an intense, surreal experience, and I am still […]
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We were walking around Selva Negra, a beautifully maintained coffee estate, with a pretty little lake, a small restaurant, and a quaint cottage or two hiding in the overgrown jungle. A wedding ceremony was starting soon at a local chapel, and lavishly dressed guests were strolling around the property. Children were playing […]
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Start with Part I here In the last post, I left off just as we reached the bottom of the Somoto Canyon and, incidentally, the Nicaraguan border with Honduras. As it turns out, the Rio Coco River, which runs through Somoto Canyon, divides Honduras and Nicaragua along most of its […]
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We were eating breakfast in our Granada Airbnb, the standard affair of rice, beans, eggs, and plantains, when Victor loudly snickered and put down the book he had been leafing through. It was an old, torn-up Nicaraguan guidebook he found on the bookshelf among poetry books by Ruben Dario and […]
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