The day before yesterday when my bread was ready for the last 2 h rest. I jumped the tender an meet OBM and Nik at the pier where I dropped them. Seeing their faces I saw they love the tiny island of Nicaragua.

They welcome me with an ice cream; my the second one since Gibraltar. (Cuba has good icecream!) And the lady who sells icecream gave OBM and Nik a bag full of mangos. Just like that. A kind of welcome present from the island.

They bought ready most important food and understood where are shops along the concrete main street of about 1.2 – 1.5 m width. Most important, they described the people here as very friendly. The later I experienced myself when I wanted to tie up the tender with my steel wire to lock it and an elderly man told me I don’t need to lock up but give him the normal line and he will take care of our boat. I trusted him right from the very first moment; I knew he wants to earn some money, which I was willing to give him.

We walked the already pretty dark street. The darkness was caused by the disappearing daylight and the huge trees covering the street and being a natural “air-condition system” when the sun shines. Street lights are not needed; lights from the houses are enough and where there is not light there simply is darkness. Where’s the problem?

OBM and Nik showed me what they found on shops, restaurants with WLAN and I felt the friendliness of the locals. Several dive shops and the restaurants indicated that there are tourists as well.

We decided to stay for dinner at land and went into a restaurant with enough space between the tables. We still have COVID-19 around thus have to be careful. On the island nobody uses masks. Maybe good for environment – no mask just thrown away – or most likely and most important, life is outside and there is always wind, which dilutes viruses, should they be around, thus no need for masks.

Just when we sat down, Nik heard German from the neighbor table. A young couple from Bremen, back-packing Central American countries. They rented a house or room on the windward side of the island. And Nik meet also a young local lady who spoke fluent German.

As for languages, people here speak Creole, Spanish, and English.

After dinner, we went back on the boat, which was well known by all the people of the island. OBM and Nik went to bed and I baked my more than well rested formed breads. Fortunately I use a canvas sheet, which keeps bread in shape during the last resting.

Then we also discovered what technologies mean on islands like this. Disco music for all the leeward part of the island including the bay where we at anchor. Until 0330 in the morning. I wonder how many people went into the disco and how many people felt disturbed by the music?