Arriving in Wonderland – La Boquita
We’re slowly settling into life in La Boquita. It’s a small fishing village, and describing the area as “quiet” would be an understatement.
When we first drove into town (it’s about 80 min from the capital city – Managua) it was pitch black, so I didn’t get a real sense of the area until the next day.
If you’re not traveling by car, you would need to catch two buses. One from the Capital city, Managua to Diriamba and then another from Diriamba into La Boquita.
And once you’re there, there is a small “puplrita” (have no idea what that is…I’m assuming it’s a cute little sea side shop) in Casares (which is about 3km away) but not much else. That was the warning we received when the owner – Beth – who offered to buy us groceries since our flight was landing so late. Needless to say, it’s definitely not going to be pumping!
I prefer the quiet life, always have… Tyrone likes a bit of the hustle and bustle that comes with city living. After a bit of persuading – did I mention that it’s only $375/month – Tyrone has decided to give it a shot. Besides, we’ve only committed to a 1 month stay and we’re both determined to use the month to visit other towns/cities so we can put down some roots, and find a short term rental property in an area that we both love.
By the time we pulled up to the apartment, I was so tired I could vomit. The unit was basic, but we knew it would be, and after a quick shower Tyrone and I passed out without another thought.
The First Day In La Boquita
The next day, we woke up starving. We needed to get some groceries ASAP… If you know me, you know food is my #1 priority. I get angry if I’m hungry…
Beth and Mike own the apartment we’re currently renting, and they offered to give us a lift into a nearby town so we could buy some groceries for the week. In La Boquita there aren’t any real stores, so we needed to head to Diriamba.
Driving out of La Boquita there wasn’t much to see. The area is rural, there are small houses spread out along the main road and the landscape is pretty barren.
It’s hot and it’s dry…
Once we hit Diriamba that changed… The quiet road became crowded with pedestrians, and small dodgy looking shops lined the streets. I started to panic quietly inside.
We drove up to the biggest store in town.
Mike described it as “the only store with actual aisles”.
I walked in and it reminded me of a small, badly stocked warehouse. It had the basics – coffee (I couldn’t find tea), bread, milk, butter, chicken and steak, basic toiletries and about 4 different vegetables.
20 min later, I walked out with enough chicken to last a few years, tomato sauce, rice, pasta and a 6 pack of beer. This would have to do…
The Neighbourhood Pizza Place
That evening, we decided to head to a small pizzeria in La Boquita. I know what you’re thinking – why eat out when we have the makings of a great chicken dish back in the apartment, but Mike mentioned that the place had just opened up and they needed support. We managed to order some great pizza, after some hand signals and incredibly broken Spanish (at the end of the night Tyrone almost asked the waitress for the “bailar” – thinking it meant bill… It really means “to dance”!)
All in all, it wasn’t a bad first day in Nicaragua… Beth mentioned that people refer to the country as “Wonderland”, because you always wonder what’s going to happen next! Let’ see how the rest of the week goes…