One of the best things about Central America is the abundance of hamocks. They actually have a kind of hamock camping here with the addition of a mosy net for comfort.
Most of the time I am in a hamock I am doing something I have been catching up with the blogs - I want them to be like a diary to look back on. Other times it would be learning Spanish or taking in a place whilst listening to music.

Once I got off the hamock we headed down to cool beens for a coffee but by the time we got down there the day had turned into a sorcher and coffee appeared less attractive than an ice cold beer. This turned into a few, perhaps I will miss having a swim in the bath tub temperature lake.