Young kids dressed in school uniforms make their way toward school… Moms balance plastic buckets of corn on their heads as they walk to the mill… Old men sit in the shade of trees chatting with others… Young men wield machetes with precision as they clear grasses out of drainage ditches… It’s life in rural Nicaragua.
We hit the road at 5:30 this morning and enjoyed a couple hours of watching Nicaragua wake up as we cycled in the relative cool. What a delight!
When we finally pulled into Chinandega around noon and started wandering around looking for a hotel, we saw a few backpackers wandering around – and I felt a moment of pity for them. Don’t get me wrong – I’m sure they are having the time of their lives. I know I did when I backpacked through this area 22 years ago. But I can’t help but feel they are missing the best part of Nicaragua – the rural part.
I remember way back in the dark ages when I went to India for the first time. I traveled around the country by train and remember gazing out the train window at all those small villages and the multitude of daily activities that whizzed past before my eyes. I got a split second glimpse of rural life, but when the train finally stopped and I got off in the city, life was very different. That’s when I made the decision to go back – with a bicycle.
My love affair with life in rural villages around the globe has never faded and I still love watching life unfold in front of my eyes. I love slowly pedaling through remote towns and seeing people go through their daily routines. There’s something special about it, and I don’t think I’ll ever tire of watching it all.
Kilometers today: 76
Kilometers to date: 13,325
A beautiful start to the day
We had beautiful views of the San Cristobel volcano all day!
After the beautiful ride to town, arriving into Chinandega was a bummer!