Nicaragua
Departamento de Managua

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    • Dag 263

      Packing Up and Shipping Out

      21. april 2016, Nicaragua ⋅ ⛅ 33 °C

      Luckily for us, the often challenging task of finding bike boxes was made much easier in Managua by our host Darling. She had recently hosted a cyclist who had flown his bike to Managua to start his trip and left one bike box with her. She then called around to a few bike shops and found us another box from a shop 5 km away. All that remained was to go pick it up, and we figured we could find a way to carry the box on our bikes after watching another cyclist fashion backpack straps for his bike box back in Mexico. It certainly made for a wide load, and was a little hard to manage in the wind, but ridiculous sights like Karl riding with a 5 foot box on his back are common on the streets of Central America, so drivers just gave us a wide berth and moved on to avoiding the next traffic hazard.

      Packing bikes into boxes is never a fun task, and really marks the end of a trip, so is a bit sad as well. Fortunately, after we finished the job we managed to connect with Joe, who just rolled into Managua from the mountains, for a fun last evening of stories and reflection. We also managed to offload leftover fuel and bits of gear that Joe could use as he continues south towards Ushuaia. Our 8 am flight the next morning meant we said goodbye to Darling before 5 am as our taxi driver lashed his hatchback door over our bike boxes. We were off to the airport and the fast way of travelling back north...
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    • Dag 247

      Kinders wie die Zeit vergeht.

      30. marts 2018, Nicaragua ⋅ 🌙 25 °C

      Als ich am 26.07.2017 meine Reise antrat, war der ursprüngliche Plan, mich nach 2 - 3 Monaten in Chile, nach Asien auf zu machen. Heute, 8 Monate später, habe ich es zwar noch nicht vom Kontinent geschafft, aber immerhin aus Südamerika.

      Auch wenn mir von vornherein klar war, daß solche Reisepläne nie aufgehen, bin ich über diese leichte Verzögerung überrascht. Es hat sich auf jeden Fall gelohnt und war sehr schön, spannend, aufregend, beeindruckend, bedrückend, aufmunternd und vieles mehr. Ich denke es wird nicht mein letzter Aufenthalt hier gewesen sein.

      Ps: Wer als erstes die richtigen Ländern den Fotos zuordnet, bekommt ein Bier ausgegeben.
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    • Dag 195

      Managua, wenn 2 sich streiten...

      22. april 2019, Nicaragua ⋅ ⛅ 32 °C

      Für uns gehört es zur Reise dazu die Hauptstädte der bereisten Länder zu besuchen. So tun wir es auch in Nicaragua und fahren am Ostermontag in die Stadt Managua. Managua wurde 1852 zur Hauptstadt ernannt, um den Streit zwischen Leon und Granada zu beenden. Die 2,2 Mio. Einwohner sind aktuell scheinbar alle im Osterurlaub, denn die Stadt ist wie ausgestorben. Die riesigen Prachtstraßen und Plätze sind Menschenleer. Vielleicht liegt es aber auch an der Hitze. Es sind bestimmt 40 Grad im Schatten. Die Stadt liegt geologisch etwas ungünstig und wurde des Öfteren zum Opfer von Erdbeben. Heute sehen wir das noch an der Antigua Kathedrale, die von außen schön aussieht aber total entkernt und leblos ist. Wir schauen uns den mächtigen Präsidentenpalast an und erinnern uns daran, das der ehemalige Bewohner Präsident Aleman sich in den neunziger Jahren sehr an dem Land und an deren internationalen Hilfen bereichert haben soll. Er zählte seinerzeit sogar zu den zehn korruptesten Regierungsbeamten der Welt.

      Wir fahren zum neuen Hafen und schauen uns hier um. Eigentlich ist es vielmehr eine Restaurantmeile am Ufer des Managuasees. Nebeneinander sind hübsche Sonnenschirmchen mit Picknickbänken platziert. Diese nutzen wir und machen uns Münchener Weißwürste warm. Ja, unglaublich aber wahr, die haben wir hier im Supermarkt gefunden. Das wir für das sogenannte Hafengelände mit dem Namen Puerto Salvador Allende Eintritt bezahlen müssen erscheint uns Kontraproduktiv für die leeren Gastronomiebetriebe. Wir genießen hier am See einen schönen Sonnenuntergang.
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    • Dag 122

      Was lange währt…

      4. juli 2022, Nicaragua ⋅ ⛅ 31 °C

      Unschlüssig sassen wir in Léon im Hostel. Wohin als nächstes? Richtung Süden oder doch quer durchs Land an die karibische Küste? 🤷‍♂️🤷‍♀️
      Wir erinnerten uns an unsere, auf dem Sofa in der Schweiz, gesponnenen Vorsätze. Langsam und sparsam reisen, aus der Komfortzone rauskommen, auf ins Abenteuer und so. 😉
      So entschieden wir uns für die karibischen Inseln und für den langen, unbequemen Weg mit den öffentlichen Verkehrsmitteln. 🚍🛶
      Es würden auch Flugzeuge fliegen, welche jedoch pro Person etwa 200 Franken kosten. 💸
      Wir standen früh auf, liefen zum Busbahnhof und stiegen bald in unseren ersten Chickenbus nach Managua, die Hauptstadt Nicaraguas. In der Sitzreihe vor uns hatte eine Frau tatsächlich ein Huhn auf dem Schoss, welches ihr runterfiel und vor Philipps Füssen wieder aufgetaucht ist. Zwei Mal. 🐔
      Der Busfahrer liess uns nach zwei Stunden irgendwo in den Strassen Managuas aussteigen. Weit und breit war keine Bushaltestelle zu sehen, dafür ein Taxifahrer, welcher uns überzogene Preise zum Busterminal genannt hat. 🚖 Ob uns da der Busfahrer am richtigen Ort rausgeschmissen hat oder uns eher der Taximafia ausgeliefert hat? Keine Ahnung, uns war die Situation zu doof und so liefen wir zwei Kilometer zu einer befahrenen Hauptstrasse. Dort haben wir Geld abgehoben und ein Taxi erwischt, das uns zu einem vernünftigen Preis zum acht Kilometer entfernten Busterminal gefahren hat.
      Unser Timing war ziemlich schlecht und so mussten wir knappe drei Stunden auf den nächsten Bus warten. ⌛ Naja, vielleicht war es besser so früh aufzutauchen, der Bus war schnell voll.
      Um 14:30 startete unsere lange, lange Busreise. Die Fahrt dauerte acht Stunden, wobei wir drei Mal eine kurze Pause gemacht haben. Es war ziemlich langweilig und unsere Mitreisenden haben viel Abfall aus den Fenstern geschmissen. 🚯
      Nach acht Stunden kamen wir in der kleinen Hafenstadt Bluefields an. Wir haben dort keine Unterkunft gebucht und liefen ins erstbeste Hostel rein. Wir liessen uns das Zimmer zeigen, welches wir für zehn Franken als annehmbar einstuften. Wir legten unsere Rucksäcke rein, Philipp wollte nochmal kurz raus die Strasse ansehen, Chantal wartete am Empfang beim Wlan-Signal, weil die Strasse ziemlich düster aussah. Schlussendlich durfte Philipp nicht mehr raus, da das Haupttor schon abgeschlossen war. Wir entschieden uns ins Bett zugehen. Das funktionierte leider auch nicht, da wir die Tür nicht aufschliessen konnten! 🙄
      Der Hotelmitarbeiter konnte sie auch nicht aufschliessen und begann das ganze Schloss auszubauen. Das dauerte eine ganze Stunde und unsere Stimmung war um Mitternacht nicht gerade auf dem Höhepunkt. 😶
      In einem neuen Zimmer und endlich mit unserem Gepäck schliefen wir ein.
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    • Dag 89

      Managua

      23. december 2014, Nicaragua ⋅ ⛅ 30 °C

      Spend about 16 hours here. We had to catch a bus to Guatemala so we had about 18 hours here. We went to a mall, got some suplies, watch The Hobbit 3 and then went for a long walk through a big avenue full of crazy ugly "belenes" which is the representation of jesus birth. Then we got to this pier full of restaurants and karaoke bars dedicated to latin american revolutionary figures like Bolivar, Che, Allende, Sandino and so on. The thing is, I did not bring my phone. So there's no pictures of this crazy and weird landscape. But seriously it was strange as fuck.Læs mere

    • Dag 142

      Hiding in Managua

      25. september 2015, Nicaragua ⋅ ⛅ 30 °C

      After the most wondrous sleep in our massive bed we went down for the all you can eat breakfast. I 'only' managed some fruit, a pancake and a waffle with rich, dark chocolate sauce. Anna managed marginally better but our pre-brekkie swim to work up an appetite never happened.

      We checked out and were given yummy truffle chocolates. This place just gets better! Then we spent the afternoon lazing by the pool. For once it was pure sunshine which was a bit hot for us so we chose sunbeds half in the shade and went for frequent dips with the ducks. The ducks didn't appreciate our presence and tried to bite anyone who came too close. We had nachos for lunch then around 4pm we went to the bank and then the pharmacy to pick up some anti-malarials (£6 for both of us for rest of the trip - Honduras is meant to be high risk; so were the San Blas but we didn't realise!).

      We got our backpacks and walked towards the bus stop when we were stopped and herded onto a small minibus. It was jam-packed already but they squished us in on top of everyone. Thankfully we soon got seats and the bus raced along, barely stopping to pick up or throw off passengers. It's not called the Express service for nothing! It took just over an hour to reach the capital, Managua (25C).

      We got an official taxi (225C) for the short ride to the Tica Bus hotel ($23), which is a bit of a dingy place with shared bathrooms, but is part of the terminal so is much safer. Now we are inside it's recommended we stay inside! Managua is renowned as a dodgy place, there are some horror stories involving taxi kidnaps & robberies and people warned us to be careful. However, you can't really avoid it going to Honduras unless you take a slow route on the chicken buses and we don't have time. Tomorrow's bus leaves at 5:30am and there were no buses to get us here that early so we were forced to spend the night. There is a small shop on-site so we had a healthy dinner of crisps and m&ms and are now holed up for the night!

      Tomorrow we cross the border. I knew nothing about Nicaragua before our visit. It has unexpectedly turned into one of our favourite countries and we'd love to spend longer here and hope to return. It's cheap, it's not shiny and Americanised, it's completely charming and it has the best coffee and chocolate so far. But most of all, the people are absolutely lovely and welcoming, as are all the Latinos, but here even more so. Plus it has a chocolate hotel - need I say more?!
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    • Dag 262

      Our Last Day 'Behind Bars'

      20. april 2016, Nicaragua ⋅ ⛅ 33 °C

      Back in Belize Karl was offered a Tombstone Park Ranger job. He's been hoping to work in parks in the Yukon since moving to the territory, but the timing never worked out with all the summer trips he's been on over the last few years. So it seemed like this time it was appropriate to prioritize work (for a change!) and accept the position, even though it required an April 25th start date and would result in us not reaching our intended destination of Panama. Holly hummed and hawed about continuing the trip alone, but finally decided that it wouldn't be as fun to push on without her trusty travel companion, just to make it to an arbitrary destination. So with flights out of Managua to end this trip, and hopes to continue south to Patagonia at some point in the future, we plan to start the next leg of the journey back in Nicaragua when we are finally ready to continue onward south.

      We started our last day of biking with a sunrise ride in good company. However, after 20 km of pedaling with Matt and Michelle, our routes diverged and we wished them well in their final two weeks of biking to San Jose, Costa Rica. We followed the road along Lago Managua with Volcan Momotombo and Volcan Momotombito in view. We spent mid-day at Lago de Xiloa, enjoying the cool water during the heat of the day, before making our final push to Managua.
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    • Ankunft in Nicaragua

      23. august 2016, Nicaragua ⋅ 🌬 32 °C

      5h Aufenthalt in Paris, 4h in Panama und nochmal 7,5h Warten am Flughafen in Managua ohne Schlaf.. Weiter gings dann mit einer kleinen Propellermaschine in Richtung Ziel: Corn Island. Nach einem doch holprigen Flug nach Big Corn Island (1,5h) nur noch mit dem Schnellboot 30min weiter nach Little Corn Island. Dort angekommen, entschieden wir uns für das Hostel Three Brothers, erkundeten kurz das Dorf und schliefen dann um 13Uhr völlig erschöpft ein. Hellwach waren wir dann um 3Uhr morgens des folgenden Tages.. (Frühstückszeiten sind hier erst ab frühestens halb 8 -.-)Læs mere

    • Dag 452

      Ali's Found A Penguin!

      11. august 2017, Nicaragua ⋅ ⛅ 30 °C

      Guest Find Penguins Post – featuring Ali (Jo's sister)!

      As Jo and Phil have been busy working in Leon for the past two and a half months and I’ve been out to visit, I thought I ought to write a guest spot for their travel blog. My three weeks in Nicaragua have been characterised by volcanoes (which is the norm here!) and Caribbean Islands.

       The volcanoes began with a two day hike to El Hoyo with Quetzaltrekkers and Jo and Phil as the tour guides. And I have to tell you all here just how incredibly impressed I was with how fantastic they are in their volunteering role; I was particularly proud of my sister! Not only did she amaze me with her fitness and strength (everyone carries 8 litres of water each up the volcanoes as well as tents and food etc etc and Jo just skipped up. Even with my much lighter pack (still the 8 litres of water but not much else) I was having to stop every few minutes or so for a rest) but also her total professionalism, problem solving and ability to just take everything in her stride. When three of the clients discovered their tent didn’t have a fly sheet, Jo just instantly sorted things by putting the three girls in a big tent with me and she and Phil sleeping fly-less. She may have lay awake half the night waiting to be rained on but the clients would never have known she was anything but totally calm! Sadly, I didn’t get to sample their campfire cooking skills as I was recovering from a bit of ‘Nica-belly’ but I heard good things!

      I got to do a second hike with Jo and Phil guiding again a couple of days later, fortunately feeling totally well this time. Telica was amazing – you actually stand right at the edge of a crater and camp just a few 100 metres away! The sulphur and smoke even cleared for just long enough for us to see lava at the bottom while we waited for sunrise. To follow that with a breakfast of s’mores (the torrential rain the night before had meant no campfire so we cooked ‘em up in the morning instead) and a lovely hike back down the mountain was perfect.

      Happily for me, as volunteers, Jo and Phil get to take holiday so they knocked off for 10 days and we headed out to the Corn Islands. Proper tropical island paradise! For my last month at work, as inspiration to keep us all going until the end of term, we had a picture up on our wall of a hammock strung between two palm trees. On the Corn Islands, I spent a lot of time in, pretty much, exactly that picture! I’m looking forward to adding a photograph to the wall next to it to make my colleagues jealous. Phil’s written about what we did so I won’t say more than I loved the sea, the sand, the food, the people and the general laid-back lifestyle we enjoyed for 9 days. Bliss.

      I’m off home in a couple of days’ time and Jo and Phil have another week of hiking volcanoes before getting back in Elvis and continuing their epic journey. I feel really lucky to have been able to join them for this little bit of their adventure and really glad I got to see them thriving in their volunteer roles as Nicaraguan tour guides. Thank you so much for your hospitality and for entertaining me, Jo and Phil. Ali xx
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    • Dag 463

      Elvis Lives Again!

      22. august 2017, Nicaragua ⋅ ⛅ 31 °C

      About 6 weeks ago we woke Elvis from his hibernation, and he started up regular as clockwork. Unfortunately as soon as I lifted my foot from the accelerator to go into idle he spluttered to a stop. Really strange as I'd driven him only a few weeks before and he was fine.

      So after asking around with the drivers at work I found a mechanic who rocked up, listen to me describe the problem and immediately said the problem was with the fuel pump. So the next day we took the 2 hour bus to Managua, the capital, and spend the day hunting for a replacement. After several hours and many, many autopart shops we eventually find one, but they wanted $400 and 30 days for something I can buy off Amazon for under a 100 bucks.

      We then traipse back to the other side of town and the customs officials refuse to extend our 30 day temporary import licence :( After much pleading (in very disjointed Spanish) they finally understood we can't drive to the Costa Rican border and we eventually spoke to the man in charge. He was very nice to us (as tourists he explains) and says he will grant it but only after it's fixed and we can prove we are not blagging it. Not quite what we were hoping for but potentially we can use this to our advantage and avoid a fine we were expecting for overstaying.

      I ordered the part to my friends at work in the US and they ship it down, along with some old laptops they are kindly donating to some of our sponsorship kids (the humidity just kills laptops here). It arrives right before we head out to the Corn Islands on holiday, so when we get back we only have 10 days left before we are due to leave on our visas.

      I wasn't very comfortable with the first mechanic who took hours to do very little, so I went with a recommendation from my landlord. He installed the new fuel pump in super quick time, but then the engine didn't start and he very quickly ran out of ideas, before jumping on his bike and disappearing without even asking for any money!

      Luckily a nice dutch guy wanders over who has the same van, and he knows a good mechanic who worked on it. The next day he arrives and finds a blockage in the fuel line, but after getting it sorted the van still stalls - back to square one!! Fortunately he was a decent mechanic and soon found the actual problem and the next day Elvis Lives again!

      So we may have wasted a lot of time and a few hundred bucks on the new pump, but you have to look at it on the positive side and now we should avoid a problem with the fuel pump that had done 110,000 miles.

      A couple of days later we have finished at Quetzaltrekkers and packed the van up again. Next stop was back to customs in the capital Managua. I wasn't expecting this to go well but we rocked up and although we ended up paying another $30 we got our import extension and will avoid a nasty fine at the border.
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