Granada is a really cute city! All of the buildings are old colonial style, and they’re painted bright pastel colors. Plus they have tons of great little cafes, restaraunts, and shops. I spent most of my time in Granda just wandering around, drinking tons of coffee, and just chilling out. I also got a nice massage from a place called Seeing Hands, that is located in the Euro Cafe. There are three blind guys that work there. They give excellent massages that are pretty cheap too!
Unfortunately leaving Granada began the beginning of the worst day of my trip! It all started when I got on a minibus bound for Managua (the capital of Nicaragua). (btw, I was taking the mini bus because it was supposed to be safer than the normal bus.) Anyways, I was sitting on the bus waiting for it to leave, when this family got on. They were being really annoying. They were talking really loudly, and the kid was running and jumping all over the seats. Then the mom leaned really close to me to scream out the window at people on the street. Then all of a sudden, they just packed up at left. Of course, naive me, I didn’t really think about it until the bus was moving and we were leaving Granada. That’s when I noticed that my purse felt a lot lighter than before. My wallet was missing! It had to have been that annoying pushy lady. Luckily all that she got was about $40.
But to make me even more annoyed, the bus man (who I’m pretty sure was in on the whole pickpocket thing) totally ripped me off on the bus fare. The lady had stolen all of my Nicaraguan money, so I had to pay with a $20 bill. The guy gave me an awful exchange rate and charged me triple the normal price on top of that! Then to piss me off a little bit more, after haggling with the taxi drivers (which I was really not in the mood to do), I arrived at a great little hostel in a safe part of town. Unfortunately the hostel was completely full, and there weren’t any other reasonably priced places to stay in that part of town. So I ended up getting a room at the bus station hotel (the Tica Hotel), which was fine since I had a 5am bus the next day.
I spent the rest of the day trying to cheer myself up with a trip to the mall, a bad Ben Stiller movie at the theater, and a slice of pizza. Things started to look up the next day, but of course there have to be bumps along the road when you are travelling.