Finca de Las Nubes by Way of Normal Bus Adventures!

San Juan Del Sur Sunset

Hi!

I get burnt and I peel after extreme sun exposure in the tropics. Fact!

It’s 5:00 on the dot in Managua! I am on a bus that is creeping towards the entrance to leave for Rivas, a truck stop of a town that is mostly frequented by people who can’t wait to leave on their way to San Juan del Sur. For those of you who like survivor, that’s where the current season is taking place.

I am frantically calling on the phone my friend Jessa as she has not yet made it from her incredibly long 13 hour journey from Kukra hill. She entered Managua not 15 minutes previously, the problem however was that she came into another bus stop and had to make a mad dash in a taxi to catch the bus I was waiting on. At 5:01 we pull out and I see Jessa haggling with the taxi driver for a better rate. The bus, which mind you was the very last bus to Rivas that night, was pulling away faster and faster. This sent me into a craze, I was screaming through the window to Jessa to just pay that ass hole and hop on, while simultaneously screaming at the bus driver to stop and let her on.

The situation escalated rapidly! Jessa took her 500 cord bill from the taxi driver because he didn’t have change and started to chase the bus. The taxi naturally followed. The bus driver wouldn’t open the side door for her probably just to be a dick about it! This made my voice raise higher and I screamed until they opened the back hatch. She eventually climbed in through the back of the school bus. The taxi at this point is still following us and is now yelling to a primo who worked on the bus. We drove a bit side by side until i just said F*#$ you and threw his money out of the bus window.

The bus is pretty full and I have my brand new softball bat in hand that I had just purchased in Managua. Picture that situation.

We get to Rivas and pay a $10 taxi to take us to what would turn out to be like the Nicaraguan version of Neverland ranch. A place for all the kids to enjoy! Thanks to Jason, and his wonderful friend Mel, we were able to stay on a 400 acre organic sustainable farm. We show up to the front gates, situated 4K from the beach to check in with the gate workers. There are pet monkeys and sloths hanging around just so you don’t forget where you’re at. Chris, the guy who runs this place picked us up and took us to Mel’s house, or Mediterranean beach villa!

Not until waking up in the morning can we fully appreciate the awesomeness that is Finca de las Nubes! Check it out at fincalasnubes.com really check it out, this place is incredible, there are something like 60 workers, on site American doctors to take care of the staff and a plethora of interesting projects! He even has a wood shop producing top notch furniture on site as well as a fish farm and livestock!

The house is spectacular, but the person chef put it over the top! Waking up to their own home grown fresh delicious coffee, omelets and the infinity pool really does wonders for whatever stress you might have.


This is a pet monkey!


View from the master bedroom private balcony.


View of the city from another house

We went to the beach about 25 minutes north with some surfers to enjoy more seclusion, beauty and larger waves! I also enjoyed some beers and a fruit smoothie. To cap the night off we had a cheap dinner, for 7$ I ordered garlic lobster!


crabs


Fire man

So let’s just say round 2 of this 3 part series was probably the highlight! A phenomenal time rite nea da beech!


the beach


the house

Still no word on my shoulder because in true Nica form the machine broke that prints the films of the MRI’s so who knows what the hell is going to happen. I’m really pushing for surgery now. I figure if the government will pay for it, I might as well suck em dry! Just kidding boss!

I'll put more pics up when I feel like sitting here for 4 hours while they load, so you might have to wait a bit!

Part 1 of 3 in the Out of Site adventure Chronicles

It has been a little bit since my last blog entry and much has happened in the last 2 or 3 weeks! I will break this blog up in to a few entries so as not to bore you too much, as well as to extend the reading pleasure for you, my loyal followers.

The adventure began 2 weeks ago when I decided to help my friend Luis with his regional business competition! This guy likes to live it up, and has the means to do so. This resulted in me blowing many American greenbacks on some pretty delicious and outrageous activities during the process. We ate at Kathie’s frequently; this is an American owned gem in Granada. The western omelet would rival anything I’ve eaten in the states. Food I have come to find is something that I as well as most other volunteers miss the most about the United States of America.

For the competition I was in charge of many operational facets including negotiating for 20 tables, 20 pizzas and making sure the sound system was all in working order. I did my job and more. This competition was much like the one we had during training. There were about 15 teams from all over the departments of Granada, Masaya, Rivas, and Managua. Each team that participated had already competed at the local level and won a spot in this regional competition. The venue for the event was spectacular. We had each team set up a table in the courtyard of a beautiful old building right on the main square of Granada. Art and local photography adorned the surrounding walls, as well as our own balloons and decorations. After the initial showing each team went to the buildings gymnasium type room where they presented a PowerPoint to a panel of 5 judges. 3 of these teams were selected to go to the national competition that will be held on the 30th of November in Managua.

We had a Halloween party to cap off our extremely difficult week of work on Saturday. People from our group came in from all over to join in the absurdities. I was dressed like a jackass. I had a garbage bag on that people could write on and sign their names, with balloons coming off of my severely long hair. I also gelled my hair up in the front for an added twist. After the house party at Luis house the good majority of partygoers continued the night at a club that was featuring an American DJ. This was really fun, and I was dancing up a storm. The only problem is that when you dance in Nicaragua if you are not a Nicaraguan, you tend to sweat through anything you have on at a rapid pace. The party was highly successful to say the least.



Also I found out that I have a torn tendon in my right shoulder. So all my complaining afterall wasn´t for nothing. I had an MRI done and I am now waiting on the results. I might need surgury, so says the Nicaraguan doctor. This would mean a free trip to either Panama or Washington DC. Lets hope for Panama!

The best part about the week was that I was able to see some people that I hadn’t seen in over 3 months. I returned to My site for just a day to get some clothes before heading out on adventure number 2….