Escorted in to an easyjet orange half tank, half truck, which drove us to the Cerro Negro volcano, the youngest volcano in central America, and one which has erupted every few years for the past 200 years or so. Question over what was more scary - the fact that it was overdue an eruption combined with the dodgy measuring equipment, or the fact we were about to throw ourselves down the side of the volcano on what seemed to be an extremely skinny garden shed door. ...

Wandered around the streets of Leon, trying to work out why it was so dead. Eventually we were told it was independence day, which we assume explains the annoying flares being let off, and the incredibly loud 'air raid siren' that blew our eardrums when in the main plaza. After a late lunch, made use of the pool and deckchairs, before exchanging these for rocking chairs and hammocks, where we attempted to plan the next part of our trip with the help of a Nicaragu...