From lovely Leon we headed on to Granada. Lonely Planet calls it 'The goose that laid Nicaraguan tourism's golden egg', but then they do seem to repeatedly write ludicrous statements like that. To us, after the beautifully worn feel of Leon, it seemed a little over-restored, a bit too squeaky clean for tourists. It was however, still a very pleasant place to spend a couple of days exploring the pretty streets, museums and churches.
This was the first church we came across, called the Iglesia de la Merced. It was very beautiful inside. Outside, we were accosted by a chap claiming to be the church curator (but strangely from San Francisco?) and offering to take us up the church tower for a way up high view of the city for a small donation (to the church, naturally). He was rather pushy, and in this case it was quite fortunate that we could say no due to a bit of vertigo. He then wanted to guide us round the church itself, but we swiftly made our excuses and pegged it.
On the first night we thought we would check out some nightlife and found the bloody lovely Cafe Nuit nightclub. It had a beautiful setting with a lush courtyard surrounded by greenery and lots of lovely chillout spots. Obviously in our usual style we were the first people in there, but it soon filled up and an excellent live band came on.
It was a lovely mix of tourists and locals, and as the drinks went down we ended up chatting away (well attempting to) to various super friendly Granadians, one of whom sang a couple of numbers for the band. Eventually he insisted that me and Clair both had a go at salsaing with a couple of his friends. Unfortunately, this was the point where Clair and I realised we were absolutely rubbish at it, and had to hand them back to each other so we could watch in awe as they strutted their stuff beautifully.
Here we are. Right sweaty folks after shaming ourselves on the dance floor. Its a bit dark sorry!
This is Granada's immaculately restored cathedral. For some reason every time we attempted to go in, it was shut.
And here's the view looking down the extrenely tarted up Calle La Calzada where we stayed. This eventually leads down to the dock on vast Lago Nicaragua.
Definitely not one to be missed on a tour of Nicaragua.
This was the first church we came across, called the Iglesia de la Merced. It was very beautiful inside. Outside, we were accosted by a chap claiming to be the church curator (but strangely from San Francisco?) and offering to take us up the church tower for a way up high view of the city for a small donation (to the church, naturally). He was rather pushy, and in this case it was quite fortunate that we could say no due to a bit of vertigo. He then wanted to guide us round the church itself, but we swiftly made our excuses and pegged it.
On the first night we thought we would check out some nightlife and found the bloody lovely Cafe Nuit nightclub. It had a beautiful setting with a lush courtyard surrounded by greenery and lots of lovely chillout spots. Obviously in our usual style we were the first people in there, but it soon filled up and an excellent live band came on.
It was a lovely mix of tourists and locals, and as the drinks went down we ended up chatting away (well attempting to) to various super friendly Granadians, one of whom sang a couple of numbers for the band. Eventually he insisted that me and Clair both had a go at salsaing with a couple of his friends. Unfortunately, this was the point where Clair and I realised we were absolutely rubbish at it, and had to hand them back to each other so we could watch in awe as they strutted their stuff beautifully.
Here we are. Right sweaty folks after shaming ourselves on the dance floor. Its a bit dark sorry!
This is Granada's immaculately restored cathedral. For some reason every time we attempted to go in, it was shut.
And here's the view looking down the extrenely tarted up Calle La Calzada where we stayed. This eventually leads down to the dock on vast Lago Nicaragua.
Definitely not one to be missed on a tour of Nicaragua.
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