We drove our giant bus to the Nicaraguan border and had to wait in line for 4 hours! It was so long. Then when we got towards the front about 15 people thought it would be ok to cut in line and everyone started yelling "la fila!" I thought a riot was going to break out. We made it through though and headed to Granada, which is the oldest colonial city (est. 1524). It has some of the oldest churches like iglesia de Guadalupe. When we were there they were having a poetry festival so there were tons of artsy people selling books and stuff. We got mojitos at the John Lennon cafe and they fried passionfruit for us.
They shot off fireworks and everyone was sitting outside watching these fire dancers. We walked up to the oldest church, which had these giant stairs and was mission style. There were these little boys that were so cute we had to play with them. We had piggy back races with them until their parents were done at church. If his parents didn't make him leave I would've taken little baby Carlos with me.
Our hotel was incredible. I can't even describe it so I put pictures up. Just click the snapfish link on the left side of the blog. We had hot water and air conditioning! I felt like a princess.
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