Tag Archive: Nicaragua

Colorful Moon Crab Climbing Cliff at Beach in Nicaragua (Photo of the Day)

Moon or Halloween Crab in Nicaragua

Today’s photo is of a crab that goes by many names: moon, Halloween, hermit, red land and Gecarcinus quadratus. To me, a traveler in Nicaragua, it was just a crab, one whose colors shocked and awed me. I’d never seen anything quite like it. Where: Madera and Remanso Beach, Nicaragua I was with a friend,…

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San Juan del Sur, Nicaragua—the People, the Town and the Sunset (a photo essay)

Nicaraguan Boys

There are so many photo opps in San Juan del Sur (SJDS), Nicaragua, that it’s hard to sit still and just relax. A tranquil fishing village, it’s known for its sunsets–and for good reason. They’re incredible. And the beach is lovely, of course. But there’s more to SJDS than that. The town, which has a…

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Sunset Soccer in San Juan del Sur (Photo of the Day)

Sunset Soccer in San Juan del Sur

I was enjoying a tropical fruit cocktail in San Juan del Sur–a tranquil fishing village in Nicaragua–right before I snapped this photo. The sun was setting and  many people had stopped what they were doing to watch the sunset. Others, however, continued with whatever activity they were involved in–like these guys who were playing soccer…

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Trippy Travel Photo #1: Bike Baby Produce Cart

To Be Determined

Introducing a New Game!

When you travel off the beaten path, you never know what you’ll discover. Each moment is different and often “trippy” in some way.

Take this photo for example, which I took a few years ago on one of my many journeys abroad.

What the heck is it?

Where the heck was I when I shot it?

And what the heck was happening in that particular moment?

Any idea?

Post your guess in a few sentences–or maybe a clever caption–in the Comments section. In a couple days, I’ll tell you exactly where I was and what the heck it was that I actually photographed.

Whoever comes closest to guessing–or writes the best caption–wins!

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Chicky Bus–The Ultimate Chicken Bus Adventure (conclusion)

Chicken Bus Epiphanies.....Cheesy smugglers, a Guatemalan marriage proposal and more misadventures--all part of the one and only Chicky Bus Story.

Checking things out
I stood to the side of the bus, waiting for the pre-border officials to check things out. They came off the bus carrying the large garbage bag I’d spotted, which appeared heavy judging from how they carried it. One of the men pulled a knife out his pocket and cut a slit in the bag and then reached in.

The suspense, meanwhile, was killing me and Krista. What illegal substance or product would someone have hidden inside a garbage bag? And why hide it in a garbage bag in the first place? I got as close to the officials as I could and eavesdropped as stealthily as possible.

“Hay queso al dentro,” the taller official said. There’s cheese inside.

I almost laughed, but didn’t. It was a serious moment, judging from the looks on the officials’ faces.

“This is silly,” I said, in Spanish, to the heavyset man/fellow passenger, who was wearing the Goofy t-shirt. “I can’t imagine why it would be illegal to cross the border with cheese!”

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Chicky Bus–The Ultimate Chicken Bus Adventure (pt 1)

Back of chicken bus

Part 1

“I’m so glad we went for the better bus. How about you?” I asked Krista, relieved that we wouldn’t be on a chicken bus for our 8-hour ride to San Miguel, El Salvador.

“Absolutely. I’m sure it was worth the extra money we spent,” she said, sipping her café con leche and finishing her breakfast at the Café de la Revolución in Leon, Nicaragua, where we’d just spent the night.

The taxi pulled up, and we crammed our bags into the trunk and got inside with two other travelers. Minutes later, we were at the bus station, a place that appeared and felt chaotic to us but made sense to those who were part of the system. There were no signs or any indication of which bus was going where and when—just small signs in the front window of each bus, with the name of the destination. The challenge? Figuring out if the bus was coming or going.

“There’s your bus,” the taxi driver said, looking pleased that he’d spotted it so quickly in the madness of a busy weekday.

“That’s it?” I asked, incredulously. “It doesn’t look like it looked in the brochure back at the travel agency.” It was yellow and looked like an old school bus. (Note: It probably was one.)

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