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Episode Forty Eight – Saturday in Nicaragua

Note: I wrote some, not all, of this while I was actually in Nicaragua, which is why there may be some discrepancies. Just roll with it – it’ll be okay.

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I’m sick of hearing myself say how fast the time goes.

So instead of mentioning it outright, I hid it away in a secondary clause where it was less offensive. You’re welcome.

So it’s the 19th of November, and my fourth-last weekend in Central America is off to a fantastic start with gorgeous weather and an even more gorgeous hostel. It’s called Bigfoot, it’s like Galileo only better, and right now Purple Rain is wafting through from the Pure Earth vegetarian café to the poolside seating – where I’m currently melting into a little pool of my own.

The Pure Earth Café is a 100% non-profit vegetarian café run by Bigfoot hostel.

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Episode Forty Six – The Last (More Than) Month Of My Life (Part 5)

So I left off last time with a picture of a monkey, our arrival in Tamarindo and the subtle suggestion that there may be trouble ahead. I do spin a good yarn, don’t I? Well, dear readers, all will now be revealed. First of all, two conclusions we quickly drew about the Pacific town of Tamarindo.

Conclusion #1: surfing is all anyone cares about in this town. By extension, there are surf-brand clothes shops and beach restaurants and juice bars where you’ll often see white-nosed, shirtless patrons enjoying an ice-cold beverage between waves; but more or less, everyone is just surfing, all the time. Continue reading


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Episode Four – My Kind of Town

My loyal follower(s),

Today I’m writing from Chicago, IL, where Grant and I are currently staying with his cousin. She has a pretty sweet setup here – she’s out in Evanston, which is right next to the beach and a short train journey from downtown Chicago. It took us a LONG time to get here – we left at about half past nine this morning and didn’t arrive at the house until about five thirty local time, and Illinois is an hour behind, so it’s been about nine hours. It really didn’t seem that long, at least to me – but Grant was driving, pretty much without stopping, and that must have majorly sucked, to say the least. It was a pleasant enough journey for the first six hours or so, and I have now officially visited four of the fifty states – Michigan, Ohio, Indiana and Illinois. It’s just a shame the Indiana countryside is so boring! Grant commented that even Ohio has hills, and he has a point – the scenery in Indiana is the flattest I’ve ever seen. They do know how to make the most of it, at least, through the use of one of the largest wind farms I’ve seen, right next to the I-70.

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