From San Juan Del Sur we caught a cab back to Rivas (much faster driver this time), then a bus to Managua, switched to another bus out to the airport, then hopped a plane to Bluefields and then on to Big Corn Island where we jumped in a boat to Little Corn Island. Pretty much every form of transportation in Nicaragua in a single journey (there are no trains unfortunately). To get from the airport to San Juan Del Sur we spent $40 each. To do the same thing in reverse we paid $6 each. That’s called figuring it out.
Of that journey the only stressful part was the puddle-jumper flight from Managua to Big Corn on an airline that’s apparently sketchy enough that U.S. diplomats aren’t allowed to fly on it. However, we met up with Kenso and Melissa again a few days later and I asked Kenso about it and he waved his hand dismissively and said the planes were fine (he’s flown some pretty sketchy stuff for the U.N. in Africa so I figured it was okay and I relaxed somewhat on the flight back).
We arrived on Little Corn Island …
I haven't had a chance to read much lately, I've been busy writing, which is good I guess, but if you don't read you'll never be a very good writer. I knew a good Murakami novel would make me drop what I was doing and start reading again, so a couple weeks back I solicited the advice of friends, drank a few glasses of whiskey and hit Amazon.com (what's the point of the internet if not to shop drunk in your pajamas?) and came away with both Norwegian Wood and ...
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