saturday was marked by the arrival of camille, my dear friend from paris who was on exchange in spain at the same time as i was. camille arrived glad, saying how she adors everything after spending some weeks in US and demanded an update on the current situation as well as on the plans for the future. " a la orden" we responded :D. so, from now on it is going to be me, marianne and camille. feels way better this way (and safer too as a matter of fact). the whole day was just spent wondering about the town (still in granada), visiting some churches, taking pictures and other must-things for tourists. we did finally go down to the lake nicaragua, just to state how contaminated it seemed to be and wonder how those little kids could swim in there. this little fellow of 7 years old assured us though that the water was warm and it was very deep there where he was swimming, and then he told us how he had god knows how many brothers and when i said that he must have been the baby of the family, he proudly said that he in fact was already an uncle because his sister had just had a baby. camille gave him a candy and he seemed to be quite happy with it.
at night it was time to go out and explore some night-life in granada. we ended up in this rather fancy club where everything was sponsored by flor de caña. that rum was just oozing from every possible spot. the music was in fact really good, and hence must have been the dj too, even though he kept cheering up the crowd with those constant "where is the best party in nicaragua?" and "now put your hands up those who feel proud to be nicaraguan" type of comments. boosting the national spirit, sponsored by the national licour. not bad. all in all granada has a positive atmosphere at night too and even though we were accidently banging on the wrong door at 3 am the neighbours did not even seem that grumpy. an extra point for granada!
sunday was just pretty much relaxing. we did go to the handy craft market of masaya though, it is some 1h away from granada and i did manage to spend immediately some 500 cordobas. it is justified though because i spent them on a book by gioconda belli that i wouldn`t be able to buy in finland. all in all the market was horribly pricy and we didn´t really spend that much time there. a hippie looking guy sold me a bracelet for 30 cordobas but it stayed on my hand for exactly 30min i presume, because this little boy on the bus was really insisting on having it as a present from me and well, in the end i just gave it to him. things come and go easily here. poor marianne didn´t find any good hammocks and was kind of regretting not buying that one that this elderly lady was selling to us for some 20 min on the street the other day. i could have even given her my hat if she just appeared, because obviously the moment we needed her, she was no where to be found. how typical is that?
anyway we are about to leave the hospitable town of granada with no hammocks, but with torches (reserved for the little cor island, where electricity is scarce) and overweight backpacks and start our long journey towards corn islands. next time i´ll post any updates will probably be in a week or so, because we are in fact planning to go all "survivors" on the island of little corn and hence internet is hardly included in this package. but so far so good, the spirit is up and bluefields, the old pirate town, is waiting for us.
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