We 4 had a relaxing lunch in the center park. I just had black coffee, still full from breakfast. However everyone had chichirrones on a bed of coleslaw, which I am going to try later this week. Chrism left us for a bus to Managua.
Because we took our time, all the hostels got full quickly, and we walked and sweated to find a place. I got lucky quickly, poking my head into a side street hotel, hotel Valeria. They had one very small singe, very clean and with a private bath. Louisa and Peter were not as lucky and had to walk around another hour, settling on a large room at the youth hostel, very backpacker-y. Meaning the roof is leaky and not so clean. But a place to stay.
Saturday is a party day and night in Granada. Live music on the streets, vendors, many outdoor restaurants. We 3 met for dinner later on, and I had a fantastic steak. We talked about the volcano, earthquakes, and our jobs. We plan to meet later this week for drinks and dinner, and maybe a trip. Today, however I am tired and plan to just walk and drink coffee.
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