Nicaragua: Two Coastlines and Way More Than Twice the
Fun
Nicaragua is a great place to
learn to surf, but there’s plenty to keep you busy if that plan runs
aground—from beachcombing to climbing volcanos to noshing ceviche [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ceviche]
By Polya Lesova in the Wall Street Journal
I GRIPPED my surfboard with equal parts resolve and dread.
Unable to tame the waves from atop
my board, I’d just been knocked into the Pacific for at least the fifth time. With
the salty taste of defeat fresh in my mouth, I began to question the wisdom of
my trip to Nicaragua—at least the learning-to-surf part of it.
Seeing I was flustered, my patient
young Nicaraguan surfing teacher, Saul, tried to calm me down. “Move your body
a little more back,” he instructed, holding the front of the board as I slid my
6-foot frame further down as best I could. “Paddle, paddle, paddle,” he said,
pushing the surfboard forward. I felt the board begin to lift onto an arriving
swell, raised my right knee first, then my left, and for the briefest of
moments, I rode the wave, elated, before crashing down into the ocean again.
My husband, Paul, had much better
luck on his surfboard as I sat and watched him from the beach at Playa Remanso,
a stretch of white sand on a cove set between forested hills on Nicaragua’s
Pacific coast, just south of San Juan del Sur.
Fortunately—for me, anyway—Paul and
I had come to Nicaragua to do more than surf. We’d been to Costa Rica and
Guatemala and were eager to get away from Central America’s more touristy
corners and tap its natural beauty. Nicaragua fit the bill: Its diverse
geography includes smoking volcanoes for climbing and both a Pacific and
Caribbean coastline, ideal given our plans to swim, surf and sail. We also
hoped that the trip might give us a better understanding of the country’s
recent revolution.
On the 30-mile ride from Managua’s
airport to our guesthouse in Granada, we saw groups of uniformed schoolchildren
toting pastel-colored sugary drinks—relief from the afternoon heat. We passed
roadside stalls, some selling grilled meat and others overflowing with ripe
watermelons, bananas and pineapples. Horses and cows plodded on the side of the
road, where pink and magenta bougainvillea grew over fences. The face of Daniel
Ortega smiled down at us from several billboards: The former Sandinista
rebel-turned-president, who returned to power in 2006 (after his first
leadership stint in the 1980s), has shown no interest in leaving
office.
In less than an hour, we arrived in
Granada, a colorful colonial town founded by the Spanish, in 1524, on the
northwestern shore of Lake Nicaragua. Our guesthouse had an open courtyard with
a tropical garden, a fountain, a small swimming pool and a lounge area. Minutes
after checking in, we were enjoying a beer by the pool.
Strolling through the center of town
on our first evening, we discovered that our visit overlapped with Granada’s
international poetry festival. A stage was set up near the park, beneath the
terra-cotta domes of the town’s bright-yellow cathedral. Vendors sold quesillos
(cheese in tortillas), plantain chips, grilled meat and mango slices to the
crowd, while, on the stage, poets from all over Latin America read from their
work. Paul and I have only an elementary understanding of Spanish, but the
verses were peppered with words we recognized such as muerte (death) and
amor (love), and the authors recited with such passion that we were
riveted. The audience of men, women and children listened, equally transfixed,
even as a light rain began to fall.
Poetry and rebellion seem
intertwined in Nicaragua’s character and in its turbulent history: Some of its
most famous poets were also revolutionaries. The poems expressed the suffering
and loss the nation has endured amid its dictatorships and wars. We were
surrounded entirely by strangers, but the experience felt like an intimate and
revealing welcome to the country.
The next morning, we explored
Mombacho, a dormant volcano not far from the city, on a tour with about 10
other people, most from the U.S. and Canada. We ascended the 4,000-foot peak in
the comfort of a Land Rover, and then walked on a dirt trail through fierce
winds to see the cloud forest that blankets its crater. Promising that even better
views were yet to come, our guide led us into the cold and wet forest, through
vegetation so thick that we were walking in semidarkness. After about an hour,
we emerged into full sunshine and a radically different landscape and climate.
The air was warm and dry, and the ground was pocked here and there with
fumaroles—holes from which hot, sulfurous steam issued like belches from the
sleeping volcano. Further on, the trail opened up to an expansive meadow
sprinkled with purple orchids, red-trumpet flowers and orange blooms the locals
call Spanish flags. From our new vantage point, we had a birds-eye view of Lake
Nicaragua, with the town of Granada spread out along its shore. Where Granada
ended and the lake began, we could make out a multitude of tiny islands, known
as Las Isletas, formed when Mombacho erupted thousands of years ago. In the
distance, we could also see the giant caldera of the active Masaya volcano. It
was a spectacle that no Instagram photo could do justice, and I was reluctant
to leave.
After a couple of nights in the
city, we were ready for some beach time, so we hired a driver to take us on the
two-hour ride southwest to San Juan del Sur, a former fishing village on the
Pacific Coast that has grown into a popular but still relaxed beach resort. The
town is built on a series of hills, one of which is topped by a statue of
Christ (at 80 feet, it’s one of the tallest in the world but still about 20
feet shorter than Rio’s). Another was topped by our resort, Pelican Eyes, which
has an outdoor restaurant that serves juicy steaks and piña coladas. We enjoyed
both during a sunset meal after our surfing lesson. They were all the more
delicious for being so well-earned.
On our last full day, we chartered a
sailboat. Well, not exactly, but we might as well have. We’d booked a sailing
trip through the resort and discovered, on arriving at the boat that cloudless
afternoon, that we were the only passengers. We sailed north along the Pacific
Coast while our crew of three kept the beer flowing, the chips bowl filled and
the ’80s tunes playing on the stereo.
It was Paul’s birthday and we were
both content just to relax at the end of a few active days of exploring. After
sailing past jagged cliffs for about an hour, we arrived at a quiet cove that
was to be ours alone for the afternoon. Paul jumped in for a swim to the pretty
beach and back; I was still waterlogged from my surfing lesson so only took a
quick dip before returning to the sunny deck to wait for our lunch of ceviche
and chicken sandwiches. Now, that’s my idea of taming the waves.
The
Lowdown // Sampling Nicaragua, Whether You Aspire to Ride the Waves or Not
Getting There: Several major carriers fly from the U.S. to Managua. Most
hotels can help you arrange a private driver to take you from the airport to
Granada (a roughly 45-minute drive) and from Granada to San Juan del Sur (about
two hours’ drive).
Staying There: Miss Margrit’s is a colonial-style guesthouse in Granada
that offers comfortable rooms, excellent service and freshly made breakfast
served at a communal table. It has a beautiful courtyard with a garden and a
swimming pool (from about $80 a night, missmargrits.com). Pelican Eyes is a large resort with sweeping views of San
Juan del Sur and the Pacific Ocean. It has three infinity pools, two
restaurants and a spa. Many rooms are located up a hill; you can either walk
the many stairs or take the free shuttle (from about $150 a night, pelicaneyesresort.com).
Eating There: In Granada, El Garaje serves well-made sandwiches, burritos
and salads (Calle Corrales, 505-7-523-3473). The Garden Café is another
good option, offering a menu of international and Nicaraguan dishes (gardencafegranada.com). At Pelican Eyes, La Cascada serves
good fish tacos at tables with ocean views; definitely try the cocktails, such
as Macuá, Nicaragua’s national drink.
Exploring
There: Tierra Tours offers several tours
around Granada, including one to Mombacho volcano (from $30 a person, tierratour.com). San Juan del Sur Surf and Sport offers surfing lessons (from
$50 a person for one-on-one lesson, sanjuandelsursurf.com). Pelican Eyes offers sailing trips on its own boat ($60 a
person for four hours).
Poster’s comment: I think most readers are familiar with the
political frictions which exist between the new world USA and Nicaragua.
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