In October-November last year, we spent about a month at Hotel Mopelia in El Tunco. We got to know people and where to be. We got a routine – sort of – and generally just had a great time. After touring down to Panama, we are back in El Tunco and have quickly acquired the same routine again.
The border crossing from Costa Rica was fairly straight-forward, we are getting pretty good at the game! Our first stop in Nicaragua on our drive North, was stunning Popoyo on the Pacific Coast. The drive along lake Nicaragua to Rivas was pretty, and as we got closer to Popoyo, the road became smaller – and smaller.
Whenever Ellie is around, I tend to take (and especially be in) a whole lot more photos than when she is not around. Ellie is the master of jumping photos, silly faces and whetever photos I do not think to take. She used to travel with a disposable camera. Every single shot mattered and we put all our efforts into every attempt. Maybe that’s why we still manage to get some pretty kick-ass shots, even though Ellie has up-graded to the digital world. Add Todd’s waterproof camera to the mix and all our activities can be covered.
Sooo, I have not been the best at updating lately. It seems like the less you have to do, the faster time flies by. We are enjoying the heat, the surf, our new and wonderful friends, yoga, the swimming pool, the sun and the liberty of doing whatever we would like.
One of our new friends have expanded my horizon with the knowledge of Sven and Ole jokes. Have you guys heard about them? They are all jokes about Norwegians (perhaps the ones that lived and emigrated to America 100 years ago, more so than the current ones living in Norway – at least, that’s what I tell myself) and they are quite funny and still somewhat relevant.
Ole died. So Lena went to the local paper to put a notice in the obituaries. The gentleman at the counter, after offering his condolences, asked Lena what she would like to say about Ole.
Lena replied, “You yust put ‘Ole died’.”
The gentleman, somewhat perplexed, said, “That’s it? Just ‘Ole died?’ Surely, there must be something more you’d like to say about Ole. If its money you’re concerned about, the first five words are free. We must say something more.”
So Lena pondered for a few minutes and finally said, “O.K. You put ‘Ole died. Boat for sale.’ “
It’s Monday night and the weekly ping pong tournament is soon on. We want that trophy real bad!
In the meantime: Good evening from peaceful El Tunco, El Salvador.