ometepe

this blogging is proving somewhat more difficult than anticipated...not only because of internet access but i am also finding it hard to put down in words that which can´t be described.

i have been in the most beautiful place i have ever seen for the last 5 days...isla de ometepe. an i sland in lago nicaragua that looks like a pair of glasses with no arms. on each lense is a volcano, one is active and one not. the first place i stayed in was finca magdelene, which we trekked up to in the dark. the stars were amazing, the likes i´ve nunca seen. but the morning...oh the morning...i stepped outside and was surrounded by beautiful exotic flowers, green parrots and the lake and volcano looming infront of me, it was so stunning, the aroma of coffee(which is grown at the finca) was pretty perfect also

sorry i´m brabbling somewhat, but this few days i met the most amazing people, kayaked twice out into the lake for sunset and to see the monkey islands, went horse riding (hilariously) drunk rum from coconuts, taken from the trees by the dinner table,and more and more and more.

this travelling meeting people, getting to know them while they are getting to know themselves and vica versa and then saying goodbye mostly forever is a funny way to behave and my wee heart is breaking and remaking every few days... but it is this way and i´ve chose it and i couldn´t be more overwhelmed by everything.

missed home peeps at points though, anyone fancy moving to a volcano island on a lake....eternal turkfest and more.

shalom

(there´ll be photos when i can)

badger arrives in nica

hola all

well after an enjoyable 26 hours getting here, my luggage being lost, passport held and thinking i had been conned and there was no spanish school and certainly noone to pick me up from a remote airport where beatiful skinny children were grapling at me for my money and possessions, of which i had none, i am now more settled in granada. this is an amazing, beatiful and incredibly poor and desperate place. the mood and spirit seems to change constantly from incredibly friendly, open, carefree to resentful and suffering. it is a sleepy place, but not for the my senses, which are tired with hyper stimulation. the smell, colurs, food, plants, people, etc are incredible.
whilst i'm quite sad and miss y'all and being known and not a circus act i am really glad to be here and be privelidged to be a part of this world like nothing i've ever known.

till nxt blurb adios from nica

xxx