Tica Bus to Managua

Getting near the lee side of a Tica Bus journey to Honduras. In Managua. This is the third time that I have been in this city. The first time I had nothing to gauge it off of because it was my first stop in Nicaragua, the second time I thought it was a pit, this time I think Managua has a decent feel. I know what to expect. I would not reccommend this city for sight seeing, but it is an alright stop over for a cheap bed and a decent meal. At least the people here do not act as scared of each other as they do in San Jose. Managua is a big neighborhood, everybody seems to know their neighbor. I cannot say that I wish to stay, but I will not loathe this city the next time that I pass through.

It is interesting how a traveler becomes comfortable with places that they pass through regularly. In Managua I know where to find a bed and a place to fill my belly. This makes me feel alright. I have nothing against returning to places that I have been to before. Places to hang my hat, as Chatwin and Andy call them. I would not go as far as to say that Managua is a place where I hang my hat, but I have been around here before.

The Tica Bus from San Jose, Costa Rica to San Pedro Sula, Honduras overnights in Managua, Nicaragua. Finding a hotel is the rider{s responsibility, although Tica Bus has an expensive hotel attached to the terminal. There are many cheap hotels near the Tica Bus station in Managua. I would not reccommend letting the runners lead you around, as there are hotels all over the place.

Another border crossing, the third in under a week, tomorrow will be four. Crossing borders so quickly is a bit of a wear on the traveler. Borders slow you down, they are bumps in the road. I am tired.

But I look around me and I am in a place that does not look like the one I am from. I smile. I am traveling on, and I feel alright. I love this wandering.

Wade from Vagabond Journey.com
Managua, Nicaragua
February 29, 2008