No Roads Lead to Bluefields
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Today started fairly early because we had to travel from Juigalpa to El Rama to catch the noon ponga to Bluefields. We spent another two hours squished in the car, stopping at a gas station for breakfast. We grabbed some pastries (picos are just so good!) Along the way, we encountered a rancher on a horse, holding a red flag. Jay said that that meant there were cattle across the road. What that really meant: the ranchers were moving 400 head of cattle down the road, including 2 albino horses. We kept driving, and the cattle moved around the car, so close that we could reach out and touch them.
We got into El Rama about 11 o'clock, in plenty of time for the noon ponga. Since Bluefields has no roads leading out of the village, we would have to take a boat down the river to get there. We wasted time by eating at a dockside restaurant. I had carne con papas. The steak was served with rice and beans (separated, not gallo pinto) and platanos boiled so they tasted like potatoes. The pongas do not leave until there are 20 people aboard, so we actually left about ten til 1. Jaimie, Nellie, Emily and I sat in the back seat, with Jay a couple rows ahead of us. I totally did not know what to expect. But, it was just the fear of the unknown. The ponga ride turned out to be one of the top ten coolest things I've ever done in my life.
Leaving the dock, we walked to our hotel, the Caribbean Dream. Jay knew where we were going, but allowed a local to help us carry our luggage.
We went back to the hotel after dinner. It was an early evening for us. But, since this hotel had internet, I was able to check my email and email my sister to let her know how the trip was going. An early bedtime; I just couldn't keep my eyes open.