In order to get to Patagonia in time for the summer (December-February), we realized we would have to speed up our pace through Central America. When you travel fast it is very difficult to get a sense of place; we found it takes a while to understand the culture, uncover the best local food and find your place in it all. I felt like we blinked and were through Nicaragua, and it made me sad. It is a really beautiful country with a lot to see, so we sacrificed time here for more time in Colombia and Ecuador, which I know we will not regret when we get there, but now it was hard. Coming to terms with the fact that you can’t see it all is inevitable on any trip, but I keep thinking we will never be back here (insert country) with this rig and the freedom we have now, and I feel a loss for the things we are missing.
When I was dreaming about this trip, I thought we would spend a lot more time on the Pacific coast of Nicaragua. In reality we only ended up spending three awesome days there. We did not even scratch the surface of this stunning coast, but at least the time we spent was really fun and we had breathtaking sunsets every night.
This is a surf beach, and we came here on a tip from some Dutch overlanders and ended up finding a pretty great place to camp right next to the beach. We swam during the day, cooked fancy meals, watched the surfers and explored the other beaches of the area.
On to Costa Rica and our border crossing from hell leaving Nicaragua…..