El mundo es un pañuelo

Granada is absolutely beautiful. It was named after the Andalusian city of Granada and IMMEDIATELY reminded me of Spain. =) There were tons of restaurants and bars with tables set up in the street. It was a very chill atmosphere situated in one of the oldest established cities in the Americas. We stayed in Hospedaje Cocibolca for $20/night with AC. It was right at the end of the main street so we put up our stuff and walked around the city. 

As we were walking around we met  a group of girls who interning with Viva Nicaragua! We went to an outdoor cafe so that I could finally eat dinner. Two of the interns were from Michigan and it turned out the owner of the bar was also from Michigan and had been living out of the US for five years. He said that wasn't his plan at first but he felt, "If I have to struggle, I'd rather do it here than in America. It's just different."

He and his girlfriend bought the bar 6 months ago and still hadn't broke even, but he enjoyed what he was doing. This feeling of satisfaction is prevalent both here and in Costa Rica. It reminded me of the question Carla posed to our class. Even if they aren't wealthy by our standards they live their lives to the fullest...

 We left the bar and went to Cafe Neut. A live band took the stage and there were PLENTY of  dance partners vying for a dance ;-). I've never danced salsa, merengue, or bachata SO much in my life. It was great. =D Something outta Havana Nights. ha. 

The next day we toured Granada. We saw the main sites in the city and then toured the isletas by boat. We passed the monkey island and a spider monkey decided to hop aboard! fun times. We decided to walk back to catch the bus and while we walked God decided to open up the heavens above us and shower the earth. We were drenched hasta la ropa interior. But it was worth every moment. VIVA NICARAGUA.