I am used to the piercing crow of haughty, splendidly plumed cockerels waking me from my sleep, but this morning, deep in the jungle of the Reserva Biológica Indio-Maiz, it was the the throaty bark of howler monkeys that cut through the thick silence of the early dawn. Continue reading
Who can honestly say they don’t like chocolate? What is it about this dark bean that begins its life in hot steamy jungles and ends up wrapped in beautiful packaging in stores around the world? Continue reading
On the 23rd of November 2014 David and I bid our final farewells, handed the keys of our house to our tenants and boarded a bus to Heathrow – this is where we’ve been so far ……..
The motorised, blue fishing launch cuts easily through the light chop of the water in the Padre Ramos estuary. The broad, ragged rim of Volcan Cosiguina lies before us, spent and burnt out after its violent eruption 180 years ago. Behind us the perfect cone shape of San Cristobal, the tallest volcano in Nicaragua and still active, exudes a constant stream of grey smoke and gases. Bordering the estuary Continue reading
After a couple of weeks studying and sightseeing in the heat and humidity of Granada and Leon we were in need of sea breezes and some hammock time. We like to get off the beaten track Continue reading
Travel With Grace 