Coraleigh got stung in the ass by a jellyfish! hahaha. She won't let me post the picture on here, but it resembled a hundred mosquito bites all grouped together. Before we get to that, lets move back to the beginning of day 3 here in San Juan del Sur. While we were waiting to take off on our turtle watching thing, we were asked by the reception at Casa Oro (the hostel organizing the turtle tour) if we wanted to go sailing tomorrow. Apparently a few people had cancelled and there were some other people that really wanted to go out. We didn't really have any plans and had already spent two days on the beach so we figured it would be a nice change in scenery. We signed up and it turns out that the two people really wanting to go were a couple from Chicago (Bob and Janet) that we had met in our hotel in Granada. Pretty strange coincidence and even stranger when I found out his son works for Lockheed Martin. Anyway with us, the two from Chicago, and 3 other girls from London we had a full boat.
The boat we went out on was called the Gypsy. For those of you out there who know Dan's boat, it was the exact same with a few upgrades. They told me they recently had it in dry dock for a month doing major repairs. The owner is a civil engineer that now works down here doing land engineering for developments and houses. His two buddies, who were actually from Olympia, ran the sailing trips. They had been doing it about a month and sounded like they were having a good time. Pretty sweet job just sailing around all day drinking beer and making a few sandwiches for people.
The day was perfect for sailing; a good offshore wind of about 15 knots and all the sunshine you needed. We sailed south from San Juan del Sur and actually passed Playa La Flor where we had seen the turtles the night before. We saw several in the water during the day. They also had a line out the back and let me bring in what they called a Jack fish. Pretty lifeless for how big it was; I was able to bring it in by hand.
We hooked up to a buoy in a little cove near the Costa Rica border and went swimming (and floating in tubes) and had a lunch. Lunch was just bean dip and some sandwiches, but it was perfect for a hot day and went good with the Victorias I was drinking. Coraleigh started with Flor de Cana, Nicaragua's rum, and Sprite. Then she started to add orange juice to that concoction. As we were floating around out in the water I kept feeling tiny twinges on my legs that felt like someone was twisting my leg hair. About two minutes later Coraleigh started jumping around and saying that something stung her. Of course this happens to the person who is most afraid of the ocean and its creatures. I swam her back to the boat and she got out and I finally saw what she was complaining about. There was a huge sting on her butt and legs where a jellyfish had been stuck between her leg and the tube. The boat guys soaked a napkin in rum and she held that on there for a little bit. Also, Bob from the Chicago couple had a first aid kit with him and some sting/burn cream. She was back to her rum in no time, although that incident pretty much cleared the water of all swimmers. When a guy from the boat jumped back in the water he also got stung on the arm slightly so we were done. haha
We sailed back north toward San Juan del Sur as the sun was setting. Afterward, we went to pizza with the girls from London (Claire, Hazel, and Gemma) and had too much to drink. It pretty much rendered the next morning useless. We ate breakfast at the Barrio cafe around 11am. We've been doing pretty good on the breakfast side of things. We get the house breakfast which includes two eggs, toast, a pile of sauteed potatoes, orange juice, and coffee for 50 cordobas (a little over $2).
Last night we were idiots, though. We went this place called Piedras y Olas Pelican Eyes, the nicest hotel here, to have some drinks at sunset. When we got there they were setting up for some kind of concert so the restaurant and bar were not open. We were just thinking, oh well screw it, lets buy tickets and see what this is like. They were only $7 anyway and this place is really nice. It turns out we bought tickets to this Nicaraguan comedian. That still may have been ok, but on top of that this guy is famous for impersonating Nicaraguan politicians and TV shows. Think Frank Caliendo of Nicaragua. We had no freakin clue what was going on. DURP. We left early.
Today we booked our bus tickets for our return trip to San Jose. We are staying near the airport this time since its pretty pointless to stay in San Jose (its a craphole, remember?). We are taking TicaBus from Rivas to the main airport in Costa Rica and then catching a quick cab to our hotel, Coconut House. Its owned by a german couple, got really good reviews, includes breakfast, and was only $32 a night. The rest of today was just filled with little things like eating ice cream on the beach, and going to a book exchange place to get a new book for Coraleigh before our long trip. We also had some really good mexican food for lunch; strangely enough Mexican food is basically non-existent in Nicaragua.
Every single one of the sunsets here has been amazing. So I'll end the post with pictures from the last three nights. Today was our last one from north of the equator. See you all in Argentina.
We hooked up to a buoy in a little cove near the Costa Rica border and went swimming (and floating in tubes) and had a lunch. Lunch was just bean dip and some sandwiches, but it was perfect for a hot day and went good with the Victorias I was drinking. Coraleigh started with Flor de Cana, Nicaragua's rum, and Sprite. Then she started to add orange juice to that concoction. As we were floating around out in the water I kept feeling tiny twinges on my legs that felt like someone was twisting my leg hair. About two minutes later Coraleigh started jumping around and saying that something stung her. Of course this happens to the person who is most afraid of the ocean and its creatures. I swam her back to the boat and she got out and I finally saw what she was complaining about. There was a huge sting on her butt and legs where a jellyfish had been stuck between her leg and the tube. The boat guys soaked a napkin in rum and she held that on there for a little bit. Also, Bob from the Chicago couple had a first aid kit with him and some sting/burn cream. She was back to her rum in no time, although that incident pretty much cleared the water of all swimmers. When a guy from the boat jumped back in the water he also got stung on the arm slightly so we were done. haha
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