Didn’t quite work out the way we hoped it would.. After just one day (2 nights) in San Salvador, we got news that the bus had mechanical issues and couldn’t leave to Grenada, Nicaragua, at all. So we ended up on a 5am bus to Managua, the notorious capital.
We ate dinner with an american, and two canadians on our last night in San Salvador. One had cycled for something like 7000km. And the other two filled our heads with instances of rape that they had come across in El Salvador and Costa Rica. Then we had to walk home.
View from our crater climb
So after just a day in San Salvador (climbing another volcano type crater in the forest and an amazing coffee), we had to move on. Upon reaching Managua, we met our Danish friend Andes, pronounced Anus. Ironically, he turned out the have the most foul smelling feet in the world, never has my my nose has been subjected to such an atrocity- and I’ve caught overnight busses with hippis.
We ate at a little local bar that night which was nice. A very kind man showed myself, ness and anus to his corner bar. He was so kind and also warned us several times about the dangers of where we were. That didn’t feel so good.
Then we found out there were no busses AT ALL until the 23rd from Managua (the day ness needed to fly out of San Jose) and our Grenada day trip dreams were ruined by having to get up at 6am (after the 5am bus) to wait at the station for some poor barstard to miss their bus from Managua to San Jose.
We decided to wait until the last bus at midday, and if we got no luck, we would embark south and some how get to the border via chicken busses or otherwise. That prospect actually excited me a bit.
Our main tourist sight in Managua, Tica Bus Station
Turned out there was ONE spare seat from Managua to San Jose. But Señor Fuentes from TicaBus was an angel disguised as a latino man. He organised for me to sit in the jump seat of the bus with the driver, then the step at the back of the bus, and then take the seats of those who get off. This is one of the many reasons I love central America.
But as ness said, “So Nicaragua was nice.. Particularly the view from the bus station.” What a damn shame, because Nicaragua actually IS amazing. So I’m going to vow to return to central america with more time.