Leon is an old Colonial city in Guatemala, which like most in Central America have fallen into disrepair. The city is littered with endless markets and cool old churches and monuments. I have never been overly interested in architecture and besides the odd comment like "that looks cool," or "neat," that´s often all I take from it. I stayed at the BigFoot hostel which for 30 bucks gives you a bed to sleep in, breakfast in the morning, take you volcano boarding, a victory beer, 2 mojitos, and then the owner lets you try his home-made liquors, and then there is even a bar shuttle(that may or may not be a rusty old truck you can jump in the back of) that takes you around town all night.
Lets just be honest, I came to Leon to slide down an active volcano on a toboggan like piece of wood.
Saftey suit
Just like fresh powder
After Leon I was drawn back to Ometepe to an end of the world music festival that was happening in the shadow of another active volcano Concepción. On this trip I met with some of the crazy people on my trip. Together we danced on for two days with little to no sleep. After the first night walking home a local man approached my friend and I and told us we would never make it back to town and set up a tent for us. in the morning (an hour or two later) came his wife made us a spectacular breakfast.
Day or night the party went on...
Illigal in most parts of the world, this super caffeinated energy drink will kill you. Kill you, or allow you to dance to electronic music for days without sleep.
To be honest I was more afraid of this stuff killing me, than the end of the world...
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