Thursday, November 12, 2015

San Lorenzo and Puerto Cayo

When we first found San Lorenzo, I was feeling peckish so Tom left me in the car to nap while he walked the beach. (We went back the next day.)

I was feeling better after the nap, and shortly later we stopped for lunch along the beach.



While we were eating, we caught a fleeting glimpse of two blue-footed boobies as they flew by. We saw pelicans galore (where there are fishing boats, there are pelicans), but those were the only boobies.

San Lorenzo





The beach at San Lorenzo is long, wide, and beautiful, but the best part is the sea turtles.









Volunteers watch the beach during egg-laying season so they can mark the nests, and again during hatching season to protect the baby turtles from predators and make sure they head in the right direction.



There's a lot of litter on this beach. We both ended our walk with all the trash we could carry, and you can't carry it all.

The houses along the beachfront are gorgeous and probably expensive, and the town of San Lorenzo is tiny.






Puerto Cayo

We spent night 9 in Puerto Cayo at the Hostel Los Frailes. Our room had a balcony with a view of the beach and a screen door! This was the first screen we saw since leaving the states. Unfortunately, that's the only luxury the hotel provided.




Puerto Cayo is a nice little town, a bit on the rustic side and I thought it lacked the small-town friendliness of San Clemente. 

We met a group of young guys drinking beer on the beach. They'd driven out for the day from Jipijapa (that's HippyHahPah).





Towards sunset, we stopped at a little restaurant for smoothies and ended up passing away the evening listening to Spanish guitar on their stereo, patting their overly friendly chow pup, and feasting on Creme Catalan (like Brule but heavy on the cinnamon).

The people in Puerto Cayo keep their patron saint in jail.




And San Lorenzo isn't much better.




It rained overnight the night we stayed in Puerto Cayo.

We packed up to leave late morning, but when we got to the gas station, we were told "No luz!" Evidently, rain and electricity don't mix well and they always lose electricity after a rain. We waited at the gas station a while, talking to a Spaniard who has a plant nursery on the road between Puerto Cayo and Jipijapa. If you're looking for greenery, check out Vivero Jardin de Oliva.

After waiting in vain for a half hour or so for the lights to come back on, we headed back to the beach-side cafe. We were too early for them to be open, but along the beach is a great place to wait and the steamed lobster and vegetable paella was well worth the time.

So with full tummies and a full gas tank at last, we headed toward Puerto Lopez late in the afternoon.





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