Today, we were leaving San Juan del Sur. We had a 100-km taxi ride to get to the Managua airport, then a flight to Corn Island, a 10 square kilometers island about 70 km east of Nicaragua in the Caribbean sea and finally, a 1-hour boat ride to get to Little Corn Island.
This island, of only 2.9 square kilometers, has a population of about 500 inhabitants. Unlike the rest of Nicaragua, the islanders are Afro-descendant English-speaking Creole people mixed with indigenous.
But first thing first… we had to put our brain and stomach back in the right place! Holy crap! I only had 2 speeds… slow and super slow! I definitely needed food!
We played safe and went back to the same good restaurant. Coffee and eggs helped and my stomach was a bit less resentful for what I've done last night.
We called a taxi and packed our stuff. Our flight was at 2pm and we had to be at the airport for 12:30. Once there, we entered the tiny national airport located right next to the international one. We did our check-in and they asked me to put my backpack on the scale to weigh it… and then they asked me to go on the scale with my carry-on to weigh me. That's the moment where I realized how small our plane would be!
After our check-in, we went in the bigger airport to get a bite. After yesterday night, I wanted to put some fat in my stomach before leaving on this bush plane, that would then be followed by a rocky boat ride. We went all in and had greasy fried chicken.
We went back to the other airport and passed through security… with our shoes, clothes and bottle of water. Isn't it cool?!
When our plane was ready to leave, they called our names and we walked to it. We were 12 passengers. It was very exciting to get on such a small bush plane!
The entire flight was very cool! It's so different from a big plane! You really feel like you're flying! And Steve and I were in the first row so we were sitting right behind the 2 pilots. It was amazing!
It was a 1.5-hour flight and we landed on Corn Island around 3:30. You know the tiny runway we saw on Ometepe island, well it was about the same size. The landing was super cool!
We got our backpacks and took a taxi to the port.
Usually, the commute between the big and the small island is made with panga boats like that.
One leaves in the morning and the other one at 4:30. But once there, the guy at the port said that the sea was too rough for the panga and our only option was this bigger old and rusty fishing boat for $20US each instead of $5.
Since we didn't want to lose a night on Little Corn Island, we accepted.
Let me tell you that after less than 30 minutes on the boat, we were incredibly grateful that we were on this old but solid fishing boat! Almost half of the passengers were at the back of the boat or on each side, emptying their entire digestive system in the water and feeding the fishes and the other half was very busy focusing on the horizon not to get sick and had a greenish tan! And, I don't know by what miracle, but neither Steve nor myself got sick! Thank you greasy fried chicken! But after 1.5 hour, it was more than time for our feet to touch the ground of the island! Our dark and sexy tan was slowly turning into a Shrek look!
Once on the island, it was dark so we didn't see much but from what we were able to see between the dock and our guesthouse, it looked very charming! And every few minutes, someone was offering to help us to get to our guesthouse.
We found the guesthouse and it looked really cute and right by the ocean. The owner was super kind and our room was perfect. Look at the view from our balcony!
Since they were also serving dinner and it was a bit dark to explore the island, we decided it would be better to eat there and gain our sexy tan back. Food was good and I even made a cute little friend.
I immediately fell in love with this adorable kitty! And I'm not the only one! Youppi and him chatted for a while!
We went to bed early to recuperate from the previous night. Gosh, am I already too old for that?
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