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Up the volcano side...that mist is escaping steam!

                My first attempt at this sounded to me like some sort of tourist promotional guide to Granada, so I’m starting again, and I’m just going to jump right into it this time.  Granada is a Colonial city which was founded in 1524; the second of the Americas.  I arrived in the evening, and, not liking the look of the hostel I had planned on staying in, I shelled out far too much for a mediocre place on the other end of town; but having a private room is often worth it.  The thing about this city, as much as I like it, is that other tourists like it too, and it’s fast becoming a tourist destination; if it hasn’t already.  There are not yet McDonalds but there are TGIFridays knockoffs, Nica style, littering the main strip.

Apparently these are deadly if you are allergic...our guide Bosco found out he was a few months ago and was rushed to the hospital!
  This, however, is only a superficial view of Granada; which has a bustling market, and a strong art and music scene. 

                I spent the day yesterday just wandering around, getting my bearings, and noticed how happy everyone here seemed to be; the children laughed and played, even (or especially) during the 8pm-12am blackout, the men grinned and laughed when I walked by, and the women smiled shyly and looked down quickly.  I get the impression of a people who understand the draw of tourism, and who will embrace it as long as their quiet ways are respected, and so far, with the influx of eco/cultural conscious backpackers and forward-thinking adults, they seem to have been.

Bugs on a falled mango...
  I haven’t been made to feel unwelcome in this city at all, and that is a huge feeling of safety and comfort for a weary, solo traveler.  Not everyone, however, has had this experience.

                I was speaking to a few girls in my hotel lobby the day I arrived, and Mara, from Idaho, couldn’t wait to get home and be away from the lecherous eyes of those Latino’s Caliente.  (My words, her sentiments)  Apparently if you are blond and white you get looks and propositions everywhere you go.  I told her that at least you won’t be likely to be groped, like in India, but she wasn’t so sure.  It drew a stark contrast to traveling as a man and as a woman, and the different problems one faces.

The graveyard of Mangos...
  Of course, she was with a group, doing a pre-med sort of clinic for sick Nicas, in order to get experience, and perhaps Nicaragua wasn’t her first choice of places and so some allowances might be made…Of course, she had strong opinions of private schools, politics, the economic future of Nicaragua, all of which I gleefully argued with her forcing her to admit my superior positions (ok, no, we just ended up with our arguments unresolved--but hell, it was fun).

                Today I went on a organized tour up a volcano and paired up with a woman from New York, her being the only other English speaker on the tour.  Wendy is a social work in the city for small children and their families, and is using her two weeks off to try to learn Spanish and to see Nicaragua.

On the way up the volcano, at some coffee place where they try to make you feel you ought to buy something. that stopped working on me sometime in Burma...
  During the middle of the volcano hike Wendy, and the guide, Bosco, convinced me to take the ‘zip line’ part of the tour for a slight surcharge.  It’s sort of like being put into a harness and zipped from one platform 20 meters up to another platform 20 meters up, build around massive rainforest trees.  Ok, actually that’s exactly what it’s like.  It was amusing and kind of scary, but I figured that it was touristy and I had to do it, but I’m glad I did.  I have pictures, but am waiting for Wendy to email them to me.  Bosco is going to look me up of FaceBook.  Cough.

                Ok, I’m off to Leon tomorrow, so I’ll talk to you all soon.  Send me emails!

C.

p.s. I'm slowly picking up spanish....
jimbee1 says:
Hi Casey:

I finally figured out how this site works. You have to ignore the sentence "Sorry Casey Bee has not written any reviews." Then you have to click on your picture just above that line to gain entry to the page that lists your blogs. Boy, is that a dumb way to run a site. What are we, mind readers?

Anyway, it sounds as if you are making the most of your trip and having an interesting time.

Talk to you soon.

Yer Pop
Posted on: Aug 14, 2007
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