After finding my place with an English brekkie, we of course had to head back there before heading to the station for the 12:45pm bus. No-one had told us though that that bus doesn't run on a Sunday & the next one wasn't until 2:15pm. b*****! So we waited & chatted with (yet another) young American couple until the bus left. It got us into Esteli at about 5pm & we shared a cab to the hostel (Hospedaje Luna) with a French couple. The place was run by an English couple, but we only ever saw her with the 2 kids. As the French couple pipped us to the post & got the last private room, we dumped our bags in the dorm & went for a beer in the hostel's cafe opposite. The French couple joined us & during our chat we found out that both of them had represented France in 2 Olympics each for snowboarding!! So they were most disappointed when I told them I'd never skied, let alone snowboarded! But anyway we had some food there with a couple more beers, before deciding to go to a bar we'd been recommended. Unfortunately though, our dodgy old taxi driver didn't seem to know the place & ended up taking us miles away to where he thought it was & then told us it didn't exist when we got there!! So we got him to take us to another (locals) bar, where we had to argue with the b****** for trying to charge us a fortune for him to pointlessly driving us all over town! A couple of beers there & we headed back.