I did my best to make some detours in Costa Rica but only did about 650 kilometers in this small country. Every day, I found myself in different landscapes and discovered proud and generous people, who’ll keep their place in my memory.
I just did 700 kilometers in Nicaragua but I stayed there five weeks. I took vacation, if we can say it like that, I did some more volunteering and I fooled around instead of taking the straight line to Costa Rica.
Let’s first remember that I entered Nicaragua with this freewheel problem, which was stuck on the hub. The mountain road through Estelí was way fresher than the lowland road through León, but the downhills were tiring, having to follow the pedals’ rhythm that couldn’t stop.
Change in the look of the people, change in the attitude, change in the accent. Four times on my first day I’ve been asked: “You just arrived from Honduras? Nobody robbed you? Nobody attacked you?” Seems like a lot of horror stories about the neighbor is going around. I say Continue reading →
The border post of Anguiatu isn’t very used by cars and travelers. It is an important commercial road though. For 10 minutes, I was passing a long line of trucks waiting for their inspection. Hookers were saying hi from a high balcony and others were walking between the trucks. It’s a merchandise transportation’s parallel economy we should say…
I exchange what I had left of Guatemalan quetzals for American dollars. El Salvador got rid of it’s own money for Uncle Sam’s one at he beginning of the 2000. Here, I’m not yelled “gringo” at like in Guatemala, but they simply take for granted in the discussions I’m United Statian. “And your family in United States?” I’m being asked. “When are you going back to Los Angeles?”. On what I’m answering: Continue reading →