ch-ch-ch-ch-changes ...

Sometimes plans change. In Nicaragua so far, everytime I have something planned, something happens and it doesn´t work out and I end up doing something completely different than I had planned, yet equally if not more awesome.
I can´t get into details right now as it´s costing me a hefty sum to use the Internet, but I´m on Isla de Ometepe. It´s one of the coolest places I´ve ever been. A candidate for the 8th natural wonder of the world, it´s an island made up of two volcanos, an isthmus. I have been riding around this paradise on a 150cc Yamaha motorbike (which functions at times); dodging cattle and wild horses, and occasionally German tourists. The sunsets are scarlet and the lagunas are green. Monkeys and parrots are everywhere. I have much to say about this country and its people; taking public boat transport down the Rio San Juan, scoping out the Solentime Archipelago and Los Gautuzos wildlife reserve, an old fortress city of El Castillo, on the border of Costa Rica - eating shrimp as big as lobsters. I´ve been lost, found, scared, blessed and euphoric. Nothing here works right, or runs on time. The showers are ice cold and the power goes out often enough that blackouts and brownouts are commonplace. I´ve eaten so much rice and beans, I´m starting to fantasize about the sushi and pizza I´m going to indulge in when I get home. Every thing every day is a challenge. But, nothing is cooler than having nothing to do and a beautiful place to do nothing in. Learning as much about this country and how others view our world as long as my Spanish holds out. I have no idea when I´m leaving Ometepe or where I´m going next; and I´m completely fine with that.