El Lagartillo & El Salto After our departure from Las Peñitas, bundling into the back of a camioneta (about 9 of us in total, plus luggage) finishing a gallon of rum made with nancites by a friend, we made the long and boozy journey to El Lagartillo. It was on this journey, somewhere near El…

Nicaragua was a huge moment in my life, although it didn’t really feel that way at the time. It was my first ever transatlantic experience, the longest time I’d ever been away from my daily life (dull as it may be) and a chance to visit a place that already felt like home to me,…