I blame the fact that I didn't make it to the bus station this morning on Melissa Hernandez, teacher of ingles, from LA!
Nica Lesson #1 If you have a bus to catch at 6am you probably should not stay out until 4am partying. Iguana Bar. Tequila shots. The Jungle Room Disco. Hostel. Michael Jackson dance tribute, complete with white loofah glove and the moonwalk. Crash at 4am. Gil waking me up at 5am. Decide, no Ometepe for Erin.
Backup plan: Lay around at the Pelican Eyes Resort pool all day. Drink margaritas with friends and go back out tonight in honor of our newest roommate, Sarah from UMass. I promise to get serious on Monday.
The infinite pool. One of three pools at the resort. Nica sunshine + Margaritas + American cheeseburgers and fries. It can get no better.
Our new strapping gentlemen surfer friend from Germany. We try to impress Michael with the fact that we are American medical students... turns out he's also in medical school... I guess that line wasn't so impressive after all.
My underwater camera is a success!
The Daily Ugly.
Heather's fourth photo shoot of the day.
Underwater tea parties. You're never too old.
Michael's second margarita ever. His first was ten minutes before this one. Personal favorite is decided: on the rocks with salt.
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