Nicaragua: Arriving in Leon

I get up nice and early, partially because it’s so hot, and partially because I can hear the streets begin to come alive. Dogs are barking, birds are singing (or just making really weird noises) the sound of engines coming to life for a daily commute.

Nicaragua: Toronto-Houston-Managua

I arrive at the airport 3 hours early for my flight. I’m usually the most disorganized person; consistently late for everything, and yet somehow I spend a lot of my time idle and waiting in airport lounges.