TravelGrrl

It was the first catch of the day-you can tell we’re excited.   And it was a mackerel; eaten that evening.  I was told it was fresh.  Should be, it was eaten five hours after caught.  Of course, I eat vegetarian when I travel, so I wouldn’t know.  http://www.cookitsimply.com/category-0020-0c102.html  Mackerel recipes.

A week from today, we will be volunteering with turtles.  Doing what, I’m not sure.  I visualize being their super hero:  guarding them at night to make sure when they hatch they make it safely to the water.  Turtle eggs are a tasty (and illegal) treat in Nica.  I saw this one on our fishing [...]

San Juan del Sur has the most unforgettable sunsets.  And this one came with a wish.  What did you wish for?  I can’t tell or mine won’t come true.  But it’s looking good.  Maybe, I need to ask Pinkie Poo also.

This is the view from my $10 room.  I have decided to stay a week.

Sometimes, I just can’t decide.  Do I want to go to Grenada on Tuesday or Wednesday?  Do I want the Milky Way frozen coffee drink or the cinnamon roll?  Should I volunteer with the turtles, the coffee harvest, or both?  So, I let Pinkie Poo (a Happy Meal toy from my last days in The [...]

Since I’m waiting for the turtles to hatch in northern Nica, I won’t be able to buy my Panama Hat.  So, I decided to buy a new pair of cowboy boots from an authentic cowboy town-Esteli. They are custom-made.  I chose the color, size, the heel, and of course the attitude.  They are definitely made [...]

CNN international is my home page, and  it’s depressing.  Yesterday, the headline was about a Ugandan women disfigured by the LAS and today is focused on all the dead in the Turkey earthquake.  That’s what I like about travel.  The HOPE you hear about and experience every day.  Like Janie in Estelli and Rebecca from [...]

After sitting dormant in my lovely shoe bag, my black heels were resurrected.  It was Saturday night:  I conditioned my hair, exfoliated my face, wore lipstick, unpacked my cheetah dress, and slipped on my black dancing shoes.  Does anything else even matter? Ended up at local place with deuling marichi bands and a five piece [...]

I just found out that Emma died when my traveling buddy Lori comes crashing through the door.  “I just heard something.”  I set my tragic love story down and ask, “Que?” “One of the rooms has bedbugs!”  I remember floating around the pool in an inner tube and watching the housekeepers carry two mattresses out [...]

I now know what happens to school buses when they go to heaven.  They are driven over the border to Central America; personalized with paint, designs, lightning bolts; and renamed “Chicken Buses.” I think they’re called “Chicken Buses” because you can’t be a chicken to ride them.  Lori told me ONE thing she will not do [...]