365 Days

"Country & Continents"

Oct 11

Firstly, I think we need to point out that the last photos on the blog don´t show what a sunny, beautiful beach we spent our last days of our trip at, but there is a story behind that! We really wanted to spend the last part of the trip having a beach holiday and San Juan was the perfect place to do that. We arrived in the late afternoon and found Hotel Estrella which was gem of a place with beautiful white rooms and a balcony that looked out across the bay. So, having dropped off the mochillas (which now officially weigh a ton), we headed to the bar directly opposite for sunset cervezas. We watched pelicans fishing and boats bobbing up and down, sipping on mucho barato Victoria Frost. Our time in San Juan was spent munching our way through the fishy treats in the mercado, lounging around on our balcony and enjoying a booze fuelled rampage at the Naked Tiger and Iguana Bar. Despite reports of rampant banditry on some of the roads surrounding San Juan del Sur, we decided to hire a quad bike for a day to scout out a nice beach place to go and stay on. I´m not sure if Troy was using the threat of bandits as an excuse, but we hired the biggest, fastest, most expensive quadbike in the shop (so that we could make a quick getaway) and headed out into the hills, keeping an eyeout for masked men brandishing machetes. Thankfully we didn´t see any, and we had a lovely day going up the hill to see the Jesus statue, chatting to a friendly Aussie couple who are setting up a hostel on Marcella beach, checking out local real estate and finally found Matilda´s place, right at the end of Maderas beach. This was the place that we decided to spend the last days of our trip. Her garden was full of cute stone animals, shady spots under trees and she had the world´s most bizarre collection of dogs…a vastly overweight giant Doberman and a tiny miniature sausage dog amongst them. We stayed in one of her casitas, which was essentially a concrete tent painted in the style of the main house, complete with fan and light and mattress, so more glamping than camping. The sun was blazing hot, although the pictures don´t show it. We forgot to do the only item on the ‘to do’ list, which was to buy some sun block, so unfortunately when Troy came back from ‘catching those gnarly waves on his board, man’, his face looked like the hind of the lesser spotted pink zebra. Undeterred though, he did manage to master standing up on the surf board, even though he incurred some massively chaffed nips to match his red face. Lobster was 10 dollars here for three tails, so naturally we got stuck in, but my lobster consumption was seriously impeded by a tummy bug on the last day (apparently not caused by lobster, but by accidently swallowing the teeth cleaning water, oops). And finally, to the death of the camera and the reason why we haven´t got any pictures of the final hours…Troy the intrepid explorer, proud owner of an underwater housing for his beloved camera, decided to take himself and the naked camera off to photograph moody waves during a thunderstorm on our first day here. All signs might have pointed to the necessity of said underwater housing, but, alas, it had been left in San Juan. So, the camera died, but it went down in blaze of glory, or rather a large, salty splash and he hasn´t been able to resurrect it. But the final tribute of the blog goes to the trusty camera, sadly missed, much loved.

Sep 29
11 Days in San Juan del Sur
The last photo the camera ever took, but at least it died taking a mean shot!
Sep 29

The last photo the camera ever took, but at least it died taking a mean shot!

More waves
Sep 29

More waves

Olas Grandes
Sep 29

Olas Grandes

Looking Moody
Sep 29

Looking Moody

Big wave Time
Sep 29

Big wave Time

Stormy Seas
Sep 29

Stormy Seas

Epic rocks
Sep 29

Epic rocks

Rock face
Sep 29

Rock face