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After a fun-filled four days, we happily spent the next day and a half, relaxing in our airbnb. We did some Duolingo, Ira got caught up on his shows and I blogged and managed to find a competition channel on freeTV. How funny is it to watch a channel dedicated to Japanese Ninja competitions dubbed in Spanish?
We were well rested by the time Magda came to pick us up to take us to the airport. Lucky for us she was available because Charlie was still at the office and Sara was a little nervous to drive as far as the airport. We arrived in plenty of time, though our lotion, sunscreen and Ira's nail scissors were confiscated. Oh well, sometimes that's the way it goes.
There wasn't a Delta Sky Lounge, but there was an American Express Lounge. They let us come in but only if we paid the entry fee using our Delta Amex. Strangely the charge only worked when I used my digital wallet. Weird, right? We had the whole lounge to ourselves and it was air conditioned. Though it might have been a little too air conditioned as I had to force myself not to pull out my jacket. I figured it would be awhile before I would feel goosebumps again LOL.
It was a short 30 minute flight to El Salvador, followed by a short wait in the terminal and a 40 minute flight to Nicaragua. We were one of the first to get off the plane and in line at customs. I didn't time it, but it felt like the agent kept us there for a good 20 minutes. He reviewed our forms, filled out several other forms, checked our passports, asked us several questions, took our fingerprints and then stamped our passports and other papers. All the interaction was in Spanish but thankfully I was able to maneuver through without any issues. This agent was much more serious and by the book than the one in Belize, so it felt like there was less leeway for mistakes.
Our driver was waiting for us and in an hour we were in Grenada at our homestay. It was hot, but we were tired and fell right to sleep.


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