I fell in love with
Granada immediately. I have never been to a city quite like it. It is so
magically beautiful, bright and colourful. The city is set against the large
Volcano Mombacho, full of cobbled streets and horse drawn carriages with Latin
American music playing from cafes. The majestic gold and red cathedral stands
in the centre and colonial buildings surround the park square. Every house is
painted a different colour and the magnificent doorways are works of art in
themselves. Granada has a cared for beauty and vibrancy that I didn't quite
find in Leon.
We are staying at the
Bearded Monkey hostel, a bargain $5. It has large dorm rooms with rabbits and a
kitten bouncing around the courtyard. Ava, Edie, Mia and I walked down the
Calle La Calzada, lined with trees and restaurants spilling their tables out into
the street. We ate fish burritos and drank mojitos before walking back, where I
fell flat asleep on the bed. It had been a long day of buses to get all the way
from Estelli in the North to here.
Back at the hostel, I
witnessed my first tropical thunderous rainstorm, during which i witnessed
several drunk australians naked wrestling in the downpour. Overnight the storm
cut off the water supply. After a sweaty run to the lake I showered in a
bucket. A first for me and something the staff found hilarious.
The girls and I went for
breakfast in the Garden Cafe, a strong recommendation from guidebooks and a
place that has increased my love of Granada tenfold. A beautiful courtyard
bursting with plants takes the centre of a cafe filled with books, art, Latin music
and delicious food. A heavenly breakfast of passion fruit smoothie and
blueberry pancakes dripping with maple syrup, and I quickly forgot I had been
eating rice and beans for weeks.
After wandering through
the city, we took a boat tour to Las Isletas, made up of over 300 archipelagos
with views of the volcano rising behind. One archipelago was full of monkeys
who were well accustomed to posing for photos.
We came back at sunset,
and went out for dinner at the most delicious Middle Eastern restaurant, Pita Pita -
beef shwarma, hummus, tatziki and beautifully prepared salads. We spent the
rest of the evening drinking at an Irish bar on the Calle La Calzida, watching
an unreal break dancing performance. The girls have been wonderful company, so
lovely and laid back, Edie especially doesn't realise how funny she is! They
have left for San Juan del Sur today and I am staying in Granada for a little
while longer as I am not quite ready to leave this stunning city just yet. San
Juan is probably going to be my next stop so I will likely see the girls again!
I've had an incredibly
self indulgent day. A yoga class followed by another amazing breakfast of
coconut, pineapple and lime smoothie and avocado and poached eggs on toast,
whilst reading my book at the Garden Cafe. I didn't want to risk taking my
beloved kindle so I have taken to relying what I can find in hostel book swaps.
At the moment I am reading a fantastic book called 'the pearl that broke its
shell' by Nadia Hashimi, about women in Afghanistan. It is brilliant read for
anyone looking for some inspiration.
I've had a full body deep
tissue massage at Pure Spa and I'm back in the Garden Cafe eating muffins,
reading and writing. This is where travelling solo comes into its own. No one
to answer to, no compromise, just exactly what you want to do with your day,
one day at a time. For once in my life, I have no plans.