Chancleta

With the promise of waves in the future we bailed our Bigfoot hostel life in Leon and drove NW to a area where we were told there would be waves and a place to stay. After driving 2hrs and getting lost or turned around and asking for directions numerous times we found exactly what we were looking for. Hotel Chancleta, a place that suits the needs of all travellers. There are rooms here for those with the fat wallet and dorms for those with a flabby piece of leather that use to serve as a wallet. As we pulled into the wide open green pasture that sits on a hill overlooking the surf we knew we had found something special. The surf was looking so fun and instead of getting accustomed with our new surroundings on land we figured that doing the same in the ocean was just as significant. The waves were clean, offshore, 3-4 ft and peeling quick down the line. It was the perfect Thanksgiving day celebration. To add to it we were invited by the owner and his family to join them and other guests to a dinner that would resemble a Nicaraguan day of giving thanks. It was phenomenal. Two great big turkeys, mashed potatos, mac n´cheese, peas(!), stuffing, bread and a icecream dessert. We occupied a long narrow table that sat around 25 of us. After dinner it was all about the Nica rum and wine that hovered around the table. We made new friends and added a new memory to our holiday traditions. I am glad to say that my gringo skin still manages to get burned. Even though we have been surviving and adapting well to the Central America sun, there is still a lot of California boy alive in me. After luch today we will head back for Leon just for the night. We will be bringing along with us two new bed jumping buddies from Florida. These guys are pretty funny, they take pictures of one another while they try to jump as high as possible on their bed and make a funny pose while in the air. After you get the shot you submit it to a website called bedjumping.com. We were laughing so hard when they first told us about it. Tomorrow when we wake up it is back on the road heading south. We might be pushing for Costa Rica in a few days or so. We will see. But for now I can say that we have found a highly revisitable spot for future surf trips.

-chile (thats what they call white people here)