The Corn Islands is a very beautiful place – the water is clear and perfect for diving and snorkeling. I stayed mostly in Little Corn which has no cars and little modern luxuries but is very peaceful. I stayed at the beach in a wooden hut, did nothing for 3 days (chill in the hammock and eat fresh seafood) – good times. The flight to Corn Islands was really scary – the plane was soooooooo small, only 12 people can fit and you can feel the wind move the plane, thank God it was only a 1.5 hour flight.
I went back to Leon for my last week in Nicaragua & I stayed at a very tranquil hostel – La Tortuga Booluda – where I met up with Josephine, the German girl I met at Bocas del Toro, Panama. My last week in Leon was cool – I went to some bars that played really good live music, ‘La Olla Quemada’ is a really cool bar for the live music, ‘ViaVia hostel’ & ‘Taquezal’ are also good places to chill. Finally left precious Nicaragua on Sunday (Feb 14) after almost 2 months.
The border crossing was an experience. A lot of hustlers, harassing you. My first stop in Honduras was San Pedro de Sula – a very cool & modern state, we passed through Tegucigalpa – the capital. We visited 4 cities in Honduras in a week, crazy right? Originally, I planned on spending 2 weeks in Honduras but it started raining the 2nd day we got there and it rained for 4 straight days, we were lucky it didnt rain by the time we got to Copan Ruins. By the ways, the ruins are amazing but not as impressive as Tikal in Guatemala……..well one thing about Honduras is that they have almost all the American fast food chains from Pop Eye chicken to KFC – one day, we had Donkin Donuts for breakfast, Quinos sub for lunch and Pizza hut for dinner. At this time, I was tired of rice and beans – the typical food in Central America.
We left for El Salvador on Monday……..something very upsetting happened in the bus at the border. Two armed border patrol came into the bus to look over passports and traveling documents, the one looking over the documents didnt ask anyone a single question until he got to me. He started asking questions such as where am going to? Why I was going to El Salvador, For how long I was going to stay there? Then he decided that he was going to search my bags and I was escorted from the bus to be searched. His partner reluctantly searched my bag and I went back on the bus, the upsetting thing was that I was the ONLY person searched and questioned. It made me wonder because I was not the only foreigner but I was the only black – maybe I’m over analyzing but in my opinion the search was not necessary and if searching was part of their routine then more people should have be searched.
Next stop was El Mozote – also a small town who suffered dearly during the war, the government troops killed over 700 people in a 3 days killing spree. We were told that the people of the town were divided into 3 groups: women (females of 9 years & over), Men and children and during the 3 days killing, the men were killed the first day then children followed, the women were raped first, then killed. So far over 200 bodies have been recovered, of which about 140 were children. Very sad history.
After that we went to Alegria, another small town with kindhearted people, the town has only 3 hotels. Peaceful but not for me. We later left for Playa El Tunco – my last stop in El Salvador before going to Guatemala. This beach town is dominated with surfers and since I don’t surf, there’s nothing to be done here but relax. I’m not complaining either because by Sunday, I would have seen 2 countries (9 cities) in two weeks, so I really need to just relax for a few days.
Happy new month to you all……….