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i can still see the frog from my seat right now. or is it a toad, though the only real way to find out is to lick or kiss it right? i'm much too cautious a traveller i think.
i'm in nicaragua now, on a (still active) duo-volcano island in the middle of the biggest lake in central america. the wild/night life has never been so loud (toads, monkeys, fire flies!), nor i so sweaty.



















the TLC protests in San Jose were fantastic, particularly because it was the first opportunity for me to catch some polyrhythms, and a very good american accent in spanish. oh uncle sam!
i'm still on the look out for good venues around and about, so please drop me a line if there's anywhere you've been dying to go, though as the nicaraguan border crossing documentation states, only one musical instrument may be brought into the country, it's probably for the best that it's a local band venue.


More spanish lessons to follow here, with eight hour volcano treks, and kayak trips to monkey island. They bite!

People here seem to have a strange fixation with Nicolas Cage. I have been in the vacinity of four of his films already. On the bus here he played a convict, a terrorist and a good guy of some discription, a cop I think. I also saw him burned at the stake by a little girl. Is he ANYONE's favourite actor?

And to finish. Pretty boat photos on lake Nicaragua. See, we're happy and healthy, except for my strange asymetric tan line there, ouch.

And here's one at Puerto Viejo in Costa Rica, moments after being bitten by an ant farm, ah ah hot hot hot hot.