We hiked to the statue of Jesus that overlooks San Juan del Sur.
The view from the top was worth the steep hike up the cobblestone road.
Day sixteen, we decided to beach hop to the neighboring town, Marcella, to stay in a cool hostel and enjoy the white sand.
At sunset, we heard they feed a 14 foot crocodile, but all I could see was the tip of his nose before he disappeared into the water.
The ocean water felt amazing but so did the hammocks.
It rained in the evening but I didn’t mind.
When we ordered dinner, one of the orders got mixed up and an angry Nica stormed out of the kitchen and shot Spanish at Ian, who quickly told a joke and smoothed it over by buying the extra plate of fish. All was good again.