There´s a first time for everything!

We have sailed to, conquered, and returned(kissed by the sun, well I was uncomfortably ¨handled¨ by the sun...Tylers lookin like a desert babe) from our journey out to the Corn Islands. Our boat out lasted about 6 hours. It was a little choppy but, luckily, we were amongst the majority of foriegn passengers who did not have to utilize the barf bags that were passed out in the bay. We saw some dolphins right off the bat and had premiere seating to enjoy the view a repeat puker hanging off the side of the vessel with a romantic Caribbean backdrop. He apparently didn´t get the plastic bag memo...or his moneys worth from breakfast. Stay strong weak stomached stranger man with unavoidably noticable hat hair...Im sure your ride back to the mainland will be a different variety of breath taking wonder!

We had an spectacular vacation out on Las Islas de Maiz. We actually just stayed on Big Corn and really got to know it and some locals while we were there. I think all the white folk caught the first boat out to the Little Island and fried there skin in unison on the said overcrowded beaches(word from the fishmerman at our little dive bar by the Pier. Big Corn was so surprisingly rid of wandering tourists that every beach looked a little like this and pedestrian crossing signs were non existant. Those crabs have aLOT of rights.. a little something that could be brought up to the federal governemt..maybe us two legged creatures could get a little more swing, ya know!?

We stayed at Silver sands. Its kid of a secret hotel off the road on the less visited side of the Big Island. If I could deliver anything EVER to our blogs I wish I had a photo of Ira, the extremely interesting bearded piratey Caribe that ran the place. Maybe I´ll sketch a picture one..but nobody will ever really know. He was a small guy that sounded like he was screaming all the time and only in the morning did he wear pants. I caught him eating bananas and milk- spitting it through his beard as he scruffed at me instructions for stove use. He drank all of his water from a well he dug out in the back... Tyler became a master of bucketing our water out very day. By the end of the week I hardley notcied the small bugs in it. Dame cinco baby! boom. ping. pow!

I experienced alot of firsts this week. My first Caribbean Island visit and exploration..boat ride in the ocean..my first time snorkeling..and the big dog daddy..my first Lobster. I would like to send confrontational energies through the computer to my folks(Happy Anniversary!!) for keeping this delicious edible under the ¨sea¨cret from me for so long!! OK back to good energies. ;)

Tyler found it nearly blasphemos that I hadn´t eaten a Lob before and given our convenient circumstances( stranding ourselves on an Island crawling with fisherman and Coconut Caribe Sauce!!) he decided to scout out and find a place to treat me to some. Oh. My. Sweet. Sunday. Morning....did we eat up some AMAZING seafood yesterday. You may be asking yourself..What is she doing to that pobrecito?? Those are the sick actions of an extreeeemely satified customer. We licked our shelld clean and just laughed at the table for a while in disbelief of what we were digesting. Thats Tyler up there next o the bone yard..all that remained of our feast. I feel like just typing about it puts the taste back in my mouth but I have to stop! I know I know...You can taste it to. But there is more!.....

We rented some gear and Tyler took me snorkeling all over the island for a few days!! I saw starfish, crab, all sorts of underwater plantlife, some shipwrecks and way of 30 different variety of fish!! It was awesome!! It was like be in the biggest fishtank ever...well..thats exactly what its like...and is. Thanks Tyler!! Something new that i LOVE doing! and not just for the Scuba Steve outfit and the pleasure of watching you try and walk up to shore in flippers!!

 

SCUBA STEVE!

I WANT PIZZA!!!

GIVE ME PIZZA!

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We went to see a baseball game which is HUGE on the island. That was fun! We also shared some beers with this really nice Colombian couple whom he had happened to meet on Isla Ometepe! Amongst those brews(cheapest in town...not bragging on that gem left undiscovered by most travelers) a local shared with us that apparently Corn Island is A point in the 8 point Cube that is said to make up the Soul of the World. Something to read about. I do know that the site offered a nice view from the highest point of the island and we went up to check it out. Interesting story and idea.

Last night we caught a boat back to the mainland. Luckily it only took a little over 14 hours! baaaaagh. Long ride! But we can´t complain..We slept on the floor in the understory of a cabin filled with slung hamocks and people piled on there back packs and fishing rope. After having to explain to a ton of strangers that yes we had boiled eggs in a peanut butter container. yes thats the smell...we finally crashed out. We woke up in the Rama river somewhere..and a few hours later hit some dirt-scarfed a lunch and bussed 3 hours to where we are now. Juigalpa, Nicaragua. Tomorrow morning we are border bound. Costa Rica will mark our 7th country visited and 6th currency exchanged this trip. One month left!!!!

Peace out Nica!! It´s been real its been fun...but it hasn´t been real fun!..Thats a complete lie.. and didn´t give this blog the finish I had hoped for... so here´s a picture of a toilet on the back of a ship. I feel like occupying this restroom could lead to a very awkward conversation on the water in passing...

yeah......awkward... -rachel.