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The weekend before last, we were in a beachy mood and decided to make the trip to the small town of San Juan del Sur. In a nutshell, San Juan del Sur is a laid-back, surfing town filled with Nicaraguans and tourists from all over the world just hanging out and having a good time at the beach. This sounded like exactly what we were looking for! Two noble men volunteered to sit in the back of the truck in the rain as we made our way from Managua to Granada. The rains cleared and we stopped in Granada, a town known for its beautiful Andalusian architecture and historic appearance.
Refreshed and ready for a good time, we piled into the back of the truck determined to find some low key beaches with decent boogie boarding waves! Angel navigated the pot holes like a champ as I got to stand up in the back of the truck, as we cruised down the dirt roads. At the first beach we went to was more populated but the waves were big and crashing from multiple directions. Zoe got to swim in an ocean for the very first time! We made our way to the second beach, a lovely little place off the beaten track.
The waves here were majestic, huge, and moved completely in unison. We went back to our hostel, showered and got ready for a night on the town. We began with a nice dinner at this little beach bistro:.
We had some ron y cocas, got some serious dancing in, and chatted with foreigners who spoke a mix of broken Spanglish. It was eventually time for the bar to close down and we decided we still wanted to hang out, so grabbed our bathing suits and headed for the beach for some night swimming. Everything was going wonderfully as we were laughing and frolicking in the waves until I see some women approach Christian on the beach, who was safeguarding our shoes and towels. I get out and double check with Christian who seemingly had the situation under control.
We run out of the water to help him and the hookers sprint away with all of our things, but Christian had triumphantly maintained his key, cellphone, and wallet. Angel and Allan chased after them barefoot, but the hookers were already long gone. We picked him up and demanded to know where they had taken our stuff, primarily concerned for our room key. He claimed to not know where they had taken everything and we dropped him off, vowing to figure this all out in the morning.