Views from inside the Hotel Colon, Granada, Nicaragua.
Views from the front of the hotel looking towards the central plaza.
Granada was fun!
Alex, our wonderful guide and the lovely driver, Manuel insisted on taking us to Masaya Volcano again, for one last try at seeing the crater. It wasn't raining, a good sign.
WOW!!! We are thrilled that they insisted. What an amazing sight to be able to look into an active volcano.
Leading up to the crater, we passed lava flows.
The cross at the top to remind indigenous folk not to throw living humans as sacrifices any more!
Steam and fumes being emitted.
At the edge!
Looking into the crater.
Moulten lava. Imagine what this would have looked like at night!
Substance being spewed from the volcano all day - referred to a Maiden's hair. (Note repaired thumb!)
The icing on the cake. Sharp-eyed Manuel spotted the national bird of Nicaragua, the Blue-crowned Motmot.
Then it was off to the border for a very disorganised border crossing. Alex and Manuel were wonderful, but we were met in Costa Rica by a grumpy and impatient young driver, Edwin.
Torrential rain again, with mudslides along the road and many fallen trees. After many hours on bumpy roads with no toilet stop, despite asking for one we finally arrived at Borinquen Mountain Resort & Spa.
Torrential rain, nowhere to go and nothing to do, nothing in the barfridge, no local village. No car, no one about. Here we felt like captives. Told we had to book in for the restaurant for dinner at six. When we arrived, found only two other couples in the whole place. The wines on the wine list were not available, neither were all of the advertised beers. Waiter grumpy! Dinner expensive and not included in cost of trip.
We felt like we had arrived at an American equivalent of Bucklands camping!
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