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Nicaragua el mundo no solo it blanco y negro

Our bus from El Salvador was predicted to arrive about 5-6 Clock on New Year's night in Managua, the capital of Nicaragua, but it was then eight clock because the procedure at the border to led some delay. Actually we wanted on the same evening, go on even after Leon, what we heard and read nothing but good, in contrast to Managua .. However, since it was already dark, we wanted we do to the search for the bus no more and decided therefore to stay a night in Managua. After a short taxi ride we had a hostel, and time could put our luggage. We were quite hungry after the full-day bus trip and asked our host for suitable catering facilities, but these were because of the New Year very rare. It was only a McDonalds about 10 minutes on foot or restaurants in the center. He told us also to our security, we should also take a taxi to McD .. It is going to extremely dangerous for gringos in the dark in Managua on foot, so we went by taxi to the "center", which had not even sure what we confirmed the taxi driver also. To our surprise we found a great sushi restaurant, where we approved a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner. Then we bought in the supermarket or a small bottle to celebrate and went back to the hostel where we anstossten at midnight in the little room again year. Our dates have come true, then, that Managua is a dirty, dark and dangerous city, despite the military presence on every corner. When we got early this morning in the new year, fled from this town, we were still hoping something other than bus trips in El Salvador have to, but not different in this way. In Nicaragua by bus is not as stressful, but buses are excessively crowded. We know where the image is 20 Chinese squeeze into a Volkswagen Beetle. This can be imagined here by bus, which only leaves if he's Nica in the opinion of the "full", even if the trip lasts several hours. We will say no more after this experience that the 10 bus was crowded in Bern!

As we squeezed together and then half-choked in Leon arrived, but the ordeal was quickly forgotten, because all of our expectations of this city were topped. Although at first January practically everything was closed, it was so cozy, relaxed and happy, despite the obvious poverty that prevails. We then found a hostel, which we can describe it without problems as the coolest in which we have ever been, the slogan is also 100% tranquillo!

So we were then almost a week there and enjoyed the stroll through the historic old town, cheap and good food, swimming in the sea-wave (where we go but one of the crowded buses had to ..) and the cozy, friendly and helpful nature of the locals. From forth the prices it has been also the most pleasant country. $ 1 mojitos in the hostel, a plastic bag full of fruit for a few cents, "Sleeping in the private room for 6Dollar per person and an hourly bus travel 50 cents, to name a few. We then took a little walk up a hill, from where there are nice views of the city and the volcanoes in the background. On the other hand, we saw then, however, the flip side of a society living in poverty: a huge waste mountain, about 30 meters high, which is burning on and a whole valley, live in the locals and then concealed with smarting smoke. During a trip to the beach of Leon, we were still witnessing nimble thieves. Waiting for the bus we met a German backpacker who had only just arrived in Nicaragua. We said it still wants that once zufaehrt the bus, all Nica's urging to be input in order to guarantee yourself a seat, since no one wants an hour of stand squashed. We had given up that hope in advance, because we knew that the bus will arrive already overcrowded. She did not believe this and fell a bit ill with a Backpack into the scramble. When she was on the bus, she noticed that someone opened her backpack and fished out the digital camera, a seat she had not won. After all, they had until then made no photos, not as we do in Cuba ..

Our next goal was then Granada, a small town on Lake Nicaragua, the largest lake in Central America. There, we were somewhat too touristy, again the image with many Americans after which point the locals. This was a little sad when we learned to appreciate the culture of Nicas in Leon Sun In Granada, it has a lot of beggars and a few characters whom you do not want to meet in the night. This is (wahrscheinlich..) Because of the high tourist volumes. Lake Nicaragua war zwar beeindruckend, aber auch recht dreckig. Maesi wagte sich dann trotzdem ins braune Wasser, berauschend war es jedoch nicht zum baden. Was noch speziell war, jedoch nicht im positiven Sinne, was das Hostel in Granada, besser gesagt die Gaeste. Wir hatten auf unserer Reise vereinzelt schon Solche getroffen, dort war es jedoch extrem: Amerikanische Gringo Trail/Lonely Planet Backpackers. Diese zeichnen sich dadurch aus, dass sie den ganzen Tag im Hostel verbringen, TV schauen, am Laptop haengen oder in ihren Lonely Planet Buechern lesen was man hier machen koennte und in welches Hostel sie als naechstes gehen wollen. Diese findet man meistens an Orten wo es auch einen McDonalds gibt. Zum Glueck haben wir auf unserer Reise aber auch schon viele coole Backpacker getroffen, could with what we have interesting conversations and exchange of useful information.

Nicaragua is huge and we only had information about beautiful places on the east coast, we decided to drive across the country do not inflict more times and then walked quickly on towards Costa Rica.

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El Salvador - Surfer's Paradise

in the late evening, during the year 2008, we arrived in the capital, San Salvador, after a zwoelfstuendigen bus ride, pretty tired. We thought in El Salvador to spend a few days and also to celebrate New Year at one of the beaches, then this was slightly different. Since San Salvador
is not as safe at night, we checked in a hotel at the bus station, which was slightly more expensive but as the price we afford to spend the night elsewhere. When we clock at three o'clock by a shooting that have taken place fairly close to our hotel must have been aroused, however, we were happy about our decision. Well-rested the next morning we went by bus to the beach, which is considered one of the top Surferstraende the world. Actually, these are several small beaches in the town of La Libertad. As to the bus we have read before the arrival on the Internet: the busdrivers in El Salvador are crazy! This saying should be during our entire stay without exception confirm .. There are no bus stops, it just stands there on the roadside and wait, sometimes longer sometimes not so long. Once the bus has to stop but it about two seconds to enter, then he is already moving on, whether it's inside or just still not quite .. In La Libertad
we expected open-minded, young surfers to be found who live in cheap hostels and make proper party in the evening. Unfortunately, the top surfers versnopt cool and cheap can not even be discussed. As a non-surfer, and without the trendy clothes we were also much less taken seriously. The beach with black sand was special, but all waste disposed of by the people there, the whole thing was rather uncomfortable. So we decided, after only one night, travel further and to aim the beach Costa del Sol, which some of us Einheimischen empfohlen wurde. Am Surferstrand trafen wir dann immerhin noch auf einen coolen Gastgeber im Hostel, welcher uns mit seinem Pick-Up am Morgen in die Naehe dieses angeblichen Traumstrandes brachte. Leider kriegten wir diesen dann gar nicht zu Gesicht, da die ganze Kueste von Hotelanlagen uebersaeht ist und wir keines in unserer Preisklasse fanden... (Alle El Salvadorianer die in Amerika leben, fliegen zwischen Weihnachten und Neujahr an diesen Strand, was die Preise leicht steigen laesst..) Nach ca. fuenf Stunden suchen entschieden wir uns woanders hinzufahren. Nach zwei weiteren Stunden in ueberfuellten, heissen und stinkenden Bussen, welche mit Jesusklebern tapeziert, von Musik in kaum ertraeglicher Lautstaerke zugedroehnt und mit lautstark diskutierenden El Salvadorans were fitted, we arrived at Playa San Diego. As we saw a stark class upgrade, from the rich hotels in the slums. After all, we found after a relatively short search for a hotel (which were scarce, as slums) in our price range, the host was still very strange creatures. When he was still a girl, of which we had not found out whether his daughter or his wife. The sea was, however, to our surprise, very beautiful, and in contrast to the Costa del Sol, we were completely alone here, a huge private beach, so to speak! That we enjoyed after our hectic search also extensively until the sun went down, which on the whole Pacific coast is something of the most beautiful thing we ever to sunsets have seen.

gave the evening, then at the hostel where we were the only guests, or a delicious dinner. We were skeptical at first to eat in two, there are slums in it containing nunmal no restaurants!
Since we in this place was still not so well, we decided the next day to go on. Our next destination was Nicaragua, but there was only the next day spaces available on the bus, so we had to spend a day in San Salvador, which was an unforgettable experience. We walked just a bit by this huge city and back towards the center until it was dark. One can hardly describe how crowded this city! A big mess of honking buses and Cars, pedestrians and thousands of tightly packed Ramschverkaeufern. There were roadside Jenster obviously stolen goods, including car radios, shoes (Converse for 3 dollars), any electrical appliances, wheelchairs and even similar to buy Skuriles. This of course huge fruit and Gemuesestaende and Fleischstaende who had even live chickens available. All of this waste ended up next door at the roadside stalls, which provided for the right scent. Every seller also makes a megaphone or microphone amplifier to the attention of special offers, so it is louder in this city than any Swiss club. Shortly before dusk as we arrived at the hotel where we are in the evening with a bottle of vodka zurueckzogen, waren wir beide voellig ueberwaeltigt, wie es moeglich ist in solch einer Stadt zu leben. Wir sagten uns, dies einen Tag zu erleben ist zwar faszinierend, einen Zweiten haetten unsere Nerven jedoch nicht ausgehalten. Am naechsten Morgen bestiegen wir dann den Bus in Richtung Nicaragua, zwar mit gemischten Erinnerungen an El Salvador. Trotz stressigen Busfahrten, einer Hauptstadt die ein totales Chaos ist und dem bisher extremsten Kontrast zwischen Arm und Reich, hatten wir viel gelernt und einige Erfahrungen fuer die weitere Reise gesammelt.

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Mexico - Tacos, Topes and dream beaches

Als wir in Mexico aus dem Flieger stiegen, wurde uns langsam bewusst, dass wir nun unsere grosse Reise gegen Sueden antreten werden. Wir freuten uns auf neue Bekanntschaften, gutes, scharfes Essen, das Meer und abwechslungsreiche Landschaften.
Zu Beginn waren wir in der Region Quintana Roo, wo auch Cancun liegt. Wir erlebten an dieser Bilderbuchmaessigen, karibischen Strandregion verschiedene Seiten. Cancun selber empfanden wir als recht abstossend, zu bedenken ist natuerlich auch, dass wir waehrend der Weihnachtszeit da waren. Unbeschreiblich kitschig war es im ganzen Land, aber Cancun war zudem von Amerikanern ueberflutet, was (leider) sehr unangenehm war. Diese behandelten die Mexikaner wie Sklaven und da dieser Ort ein Prototyp einer Massentourismushochburg ist, fuegten sich die Einheimischen um gutes Geld zu verdienen. Wir konnten in dieser Region kein Wort Spanisch sprechen, ueberall war Englisch Standart. Auf Grund der atemberaubenden Beaches we spent a few days but still in the smaller towns of Isla Mujeres, Playa del Carmen and Tulum. These were indeed colonized by 12h-20h of American Tagesausflueglern from Cancun, but it was worth it to endure. What made us both happy like little children, was the food. Scharf, lots of vegetables and salad, and this at tolerable prices, a really nice feeling when you are coming from Cuba. From these places particularly noteworthy is Tulum. Sombrero, a paradise, the colors of the sea and the beach is not possible to put into words. There we could then also celebrate Michelle's birthday, which with delicious fish and shrimp for dinner and then ended a few drinks.
Vollgetankt mit Sonne und total relaxt ging die Reise anschliessend weiter. Wir machten einen Zwischenhalt in Chetumal, jedoch waren wir von dieser Grossstadt gar nicht angetan, sodass wir entschieden am naechsten Tag gleich weiterzureisen. Auf der Suche nach einem Hostel, was sich trotz Unterstuetzung von Taxifahrern und anderen Backpackern als nicht so leicht herausstellte, trafen wir auf zwei aufgestellte junge Frauen aus Serbien und Griechenland, welche ein Auto gemietet hatten und wie wir am naechsten Tag nach San Cristobal de las Casas fahren wollten. Wir konnten dann mit ihnen mitreisen und uns die Bustickets sparen, was natuerlich sehr praktisch war. Sie waren auch nicht ungluecklich darueber, da die Fahrt 12h dauerte und nur eine von ihnen fahren konnte.
The journey took us from the flat land on the east coast to the mountains of central Mexico, the Chiapas region of Tabasco into the country. It was very impressive to see how the locals are still living in the highlands as for hundreds of years. Because cows were slaughtered on the street, blankets sewn, fruits harvested and brought water from streams. It seems unreal to see a city man, how much we are connected to nature and really nothing else needs to live. A very beautiful and priceless experience. The trip took longer than we had planned, it is mainly for one reason: Topes! They are street sleepers, but not what we are accustomed as we are about 10-20cm, but up to 30-40cm high are ... They are also not as us on side streets, but at a distance of 500m on all main roads in the mountains. The race will probably stop and wonder what: It works! After about 3 hours Topes we were all a little annoyed, so we at most about this with 5km / h jolted. When it was still dark, we all got a queasy feeling, as if parts of this region are occupied by Zapatistas, which you may also like guerrilla warriors. This kidnapping also from time to time Touribusse whole, therefore, is actually strongly cautioned not to drive through there at night .. Late evening we met but still doing well in a destination of San Cristobal. The next morning, we find a lovely small town full of Chiapas, which on the street and at various Markets, their gaudy blankets, scarves, caps and everything else Possible sold at bargain prices. The temperatures were not more Caribbean, so it was quite cool at night anyway. Christmas Eve we spent so well with sweater and cap. This is widely celebrated in Mexico inetwa like us in the first August ... After three days in this sleepy mountain world, we went further south.
After much deliberation and consultation of current travel advice, we decided reluctantly to skip Guatemala and travel directly to El Salvador. We then made our last stop of Mexico in Tapachula, a hot and dirty border town, it's somewhere in the dark no longer on the road sollte. Dies wuerde auch nicht viel bringen, da die meisten Laeden und Restaurants bei Sonnenuntergang schliessen.
Mexico war eine grossartige Erfahrung und ist fuer Pauschal- sowie Individualreisende sehr empfehlenswert. Das naechste Mal werden wir jedoch Mexico nicht mehr zur Weihnachtszeit bereisen...