4 Days in Nicaragua
It was my birthday week and the last leg of Kenna's big trip so I spontaneously decided (four days before departure) to fly down to Managua. The plan was to do some diving off of Little Corn island but we had some truly horrendous weather that resulted in a lot of rum and board games. I realized Kenna was a kindred spirit when we both found "pundit" during a heated Boggle match. She got the plural, though - damn her.
The boat trip from Big to Little Corn was certainly the longest 8 miles I've ever traveled. You've perhaps seen the Hokusai Great Wave woodblock print? Or watched the epic Wolfgang Petersen film The Perfect Storm? That should give you the basic idea.
The non-digital waves must have been 10-12 feet high and our panga boat was only about 25 feet long and had no top of any kind. The Caribbean sea came right on in and we arrived on the island completely drenched.
We stayed in a clapboard shack right on the beach, which would have been lovely in hot and sunny weather but in 60 mph winds was a bit like sleeping inside a snare drum. All dive trips were canceled and even swimming seemed unwise because of the rough seas and the absence of a hot shower.
Still, no regrets. It was great to see Lady K -- we had lots of catching up to do.
It also whetted my appetite for future Latin American adventures. And more Flor de Caña rum. Yum.
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