Nicaragua – Traveling against the wind
From Popoyo I make my way to San Juan del Sur. It is strange how fast you adapt sometimes. I asked for the right bus and a few people told me that it is the right bus stop. A taxi driver tried to convince me otherwise and wanted to bring me to the market, or the main bus station. When I called him out another taxi driver started laughing and gave me a fist bump. Honestly you can’t even be…