I am picturing a cartoon forest filled with trees that don’t have leaves but instead have big white cartoon-y clouds on top. But I’m sure that Josh will clarify that. Cause that’s where he is! At some nutty eco-hostel with no internet but lots of other wacky travelers.
He called earlier, and asked me to post to let everyone know that he’s just dandy, but can’t update this blog and can’t send international texts (so no twittering). But it is seemingly AWESOME there, with tons of hikes and previously unknown animals. He is apparently planning on adopting this “adorable” creature that is a cross between a raccoon and ferret. ? But more specifics to come, I’m sure.
He said that he’s going to be in the hippie tree-house for a few more days and then begin making his way east. May not be in touch again until he gets to Panama City, though.
And then I thought that I’d take this blog-hijacking as an opportunity to post some other pictures from our time in Nicaragua. Because Josh only put up pictures where my hair looks bad.
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- Guy with guitar growing out of Josh’s head
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- Granada. You sexy things.
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- Stopping and smelling the . . . horses
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- Soccer (sorry, futbol) on the beach at sunset
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- Because Josh was very naughty on the hike, he had to go to vine jail
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- Our coffee farm cabana, minus the pet horse
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- It’s like they knew he was coming
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- We are so sweaty and happy
