It’s okay to make mistakes as long as you learn from them.
I did. When I went back to the bike rental place, the guy looked at me as if I was insane. “It’s okay,” I said. “I’m going to take the bus today!”
That was my plan: hop onto the chicken bus with the bike (the best part with these buses is that it’s completely normal to bring along a bike, a chicken, a cow or huge bags of frijoles with you), get off at El Quino, bike the four kilometres to the beach and then bike the 25 kilometres back to town.
It went exactly as planned.
It took the bus an hour to drive the twenty kilometres to El Quino, where I got off. I biked to Playa Santo Domingo where I was rewarded with an empty beach, a long stretch of volcanic sand and a lovely view.
Then I biked to Ojo de Agua, a natural fresh-water swimming pool. “You will feel much younger and much better after a dip,” the guy at the entrance told me. “Dude, it’s 40C outside and I can’t feel my legs,” I wanted to say. “It can only get better.”
The water did me good actually. It was pleasantly fresh and when I came out, for the first time since I left Canada, I actually had goose bumps for a few minutes.
I biked back to Chaco Verde, where I took a break on the beach, and then the last 12 kilometres to town.
I made it. It felt good.
I am slowly starting to make peace with my body and to appreciate what it does for me. I eat to fuel it and I enjoy the workout, walking, hiking, biking, etc. It feels right. It makes me feel strong.
I spent the evening in a hammock at the hostel, looking at the peak of the volcano (for once, it was not hidden by the clouds) and then the stars.
The world is a pretty cool place.
You can see the complete set of Nicaragua on Flickr.