Seven months in South America

Friday, July 17, 2009

HOME!!!!

Well, I've been home for about a week now, but the excitement has yet to wear off. Little things...getting text messages, jumping in my car to go where ever (and whenever) I please, running in shorts and a sports bra past three separate groups of construction workers and not getting a second glance (oh, it's so nice to be invisible again)...I just can't get enough of it. I've spent the last week at Laurel's house, trying to get my life back in order. I have spent a good amount of time on the phone with varying insurance companies and in my bank branch ironing a few things out. I'm enjoying hanging out with old friends and trying to get back in shape. Contrary to popular belief, climbing mountains doesn't do much for your aerobic fitness...

All said and done, I traveled for 180 days. Six months, exactly. I visited 8 countries (I'm not counting my 12 hours in Costa Rica) and 43 cities. Here are some end of trip stats:

Bus Rides: 45
Hours spent on Buses: 449.5 (18.72 days, 10.5
% of my trip)
Flights: 8
Money Stolen (and returned): $2002.56
Passport Stamps: 32

Visitors: 6
Ounces Sunblock Used: 17.6
Ounces Shampoo Used: 5 (gross...that's only 3 mini travel bottles)

Some of you may remember my plan from my very first post. It was an efficient, complete circle of the continent. There is a a saying... If you want to make South America laugh, tell it your plans. I had the unique opportunity to practice boundless patience, for six straight months, dealing with the laid back manana, manana... culture Latin Americans so love. Despite my good intentions, here is what my itinerary actually looked like: a zig zagging, circle running, multi-leg mess.

Looking back on my trip, I had some of the toughest and most uncomfortable experiences of my life...but also some of the most exhilarating. New friends and and old (thank you to all my visitors, I'm not sure I could have done it without you) defined every city and country I visited. And as much as I enjoyed the wild-and-craziness of South America, I realized I really do love the good 'ol US of A.

It's good to go, and it sure is good to be home. :-D

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

A little R&R

With my final days ticking away, I have been taking a little time to relax before heading home. While in Granada, I went out on a day trip to what I think is the nicest lake in Central America (as opposed to the largest, Lago Nicaragua). The lake is a volcanic crater, called Laguna Apoyo. Clear waters, a super steep lead in, and no motorized boats make this a very relaxing place to hang out. The hostel I visited had tubes, kayaks, and a floating dock to enjoy the sun, and plenty of hammocks and deck chairs to enjoy the shade.

Back in Granada, I treated myself to a massage and a cursory exploration of the city before heading to Managua. All I have planned for tomorrow is a trip to the market. Since I´m leaving tomorrow, I figured it just about time for me to start buying souveniers. :-)

Sunday, July 5, 2009

Isla de Ometepe

After leaving Angel in Panama, I got on the bus for San Jose, Costa Rica. I spent all of 12 hours in the capital, catching the 6am bus bound for Managua, Nicaragua. Thirty km past the frustratingly slow border crossing, I got off the bus in the teeny town of Rivas. From there, it was only a taxi ride and an hour or so on a boat until I was on Isla de Ometepe, a rather large volcanic island in the middle of Lago de Nicaragua, the biggest fresh water lake in Central America (while it is 1/7 the size of Lake Michigan, it´s still pretty big). Ometepe is formed by two volcanoes rising out of the water which are joined by an isthmus formed by lava flows.

My first full day on the island I spent climbing Volcan Conception, which is a nearly perfect conical volcano. I hired a guide and got a private tour up the mountain. After close to 2 hours of strenuous hiking, we reached the lookout point for a beautiful, sweeping view of...gray. Lots of gray. Turns out it´s just about always cloudy up there, especially in the rainy season (which is now). We were also treated to a good bit of gale force winds, which nearly blew me off the mountain a couple of times. Admitting defeat, we descended the mountain at a near run (it´s easier like that, I swear). We shaved a good 45 minutes off the usual hike time, since I was eager to get to the top as early as possible (hoping to miss the clouds), and just as eager to get back down. The wildlife on the trail was pretty cool, though. There were lots of howler monkeys (which sound like a mix between a T-Rex and a really big gorilla) and beautiful birds.

The second day I decided to tour the island by renting a dirt bike ($25 a day!). I had an awesome time with it, and ended up riding for about 10 hours. The roads on the island were abominable. There was one paved road, connecting the two major cities, but it only serviced one half of the island. The whole half of the island with the other volcano on it had terribly rutted, rock (and boulder) strewn dirt roads. It was slow and rough going, but a lot of fun. For about 5km I got to ride on a wind swept deserted beach. I then had the pleasure of getting stuck several times trying to get off the beach up the soft, sandy, hill (good thing dirt bikes are light!).

My first stop was to la Cascada de San Ramon, a waterfall that was a 3 km hike from an eco-reserve. Turns out there is a road that goes up the first two kilometers of the hike, and the owner invited me to take the bike up there. The "road" was some serious rough going. And I thought the island roads were bad. This thing had a super steep grade, loose rocks, and plants growing all over it. It was certainly a test of skill (and hey, I only laid the bike down once, that´s not too bad, eh?). As I was going up these hills I was thinking to myself (too late, of course), am I ever going to get back down this?? The 1km hike turned out to be a pretty tough one, and after losing my way a couple times I finally found the 35m waterfall. Taking stock of the situation, I was over an hour´s hike from any form of civilization, on an island, in the middle of Nicaragua, and was covered in sweat. So, I did the only reasonable thing: got naked and took a shower in the waterfall. Good thing those two large groups I passed on the way back down weren´t a little quicker...

The next stop was to see the Petroglyphs, 4000 year old remnants of the indiginous culture that once inhabited the island. When I finally found them, they were on a random farmer´s land, under his mango tree, and absolutely covered in mango splatters and bird poop. He was actually using one of the petroglyphs as a place to store his saddle, when not in use. Following the Petroglyphs was the Ojo de Agua (a volcano fed clear water spring), and the Punta de Jesus Maria (a narrow black sand peninsula that juts out into the lake), before returning to town. A full day of sight seeing, and I think I hit all the tourist points on the island.

Now I´m in Granada, realizing for the first time that only having 4 days of my trip left leaves some logistical challenges for fitting in about 6 days worth of sights before heading out.