Yesterday we said goodbye and made our way to San Juan on the bus. All was well at first, but then Sarah (who had been looking pretty pale all day) got sick and vomited, right into Saint Lesley's waiting hands. When we arrived in Rivas, Leslie took Sarah to the bathroom to get cleaned up, and while we were waiting for them some nasty huge flying bug stung me - on the stomach - so the ride into San Juan wasn't quite as enjoyable as it could have been.
Roy - our b&b host - came to pick us up in San Juan. He took us back to Empalme, the b&b he runs with his wife, Karen, and we settled in for the night. They have a dog named Leica, whom we have renamed Pigodogamus. Today Sarah is doing better, my sting no longer hurts, the sun is shining, and we are about to head out to the beach.
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