Zopilote was the second hostel that I stayed at on the island. At the road there was a school-bus where they sold smoothies and trinkets/shirts. From there it was a good 10-15 min walk up to reception. At the reception they had activities listed for the day and they served breakfast/lunch/dinner. There were two observation towers on the premises and they were supposed to be great for sunrises and sunsets but it was always so cloudy that I didn't really get any pictures.
I tried to sleep in a hammock the first night but couldn't get any rest so I pitched the tent for the first time on my journey. The first full day in Zopilote I hiked Maderas (the smaller volcano) with a few other people at the hostel. It was a really grueling hike that was almost entirely mud and the only food that I had was nutella and 4 slices of bread. At the top of the volcano there was a lagoon, but the visibility was horrible and you could only see 10 feet in front of you. It was raining, cold, and windy at the top and the only out of the 5 people who came on the hike, a girl was the only one brave enough to jump into the lake.
I tried to sleep in a hammock the first night but couldn't get any rest so I pitched the tent for the first time on my journey. The first full day in Zopilote I hiked Maderas (the smaller volcano) with a few other people at the hostel. It was a really grueling hike that was almost entirely mud and the only food that I had was nutella and 4 slices of bread. At the top of the volcano there was a lagoon, but the visibility was horrible and you could only see 10 feet in front of you. It was raining, cold, and windy at the top and the only out of the 5 people who came on the hike, a girl was the only one brave enough to jump into the lake.
The second morning I tried my first yoga class (it was a free activity and I needed a stretch after the hike). The teacher was really good and she gave us a good workout but also calmed our minds. I'm starting to see what the yoga craze is all about!
On the third day Jake and I decided to leave the island to head towards at hostel on the way to Granada. We met the Swedish brothers in Moyogalpa and all took the ferry across. We met a few more people heading to the same hostel and we took some buses and shared tuc-tucs (a small three wheeled car like you see in India). I didn't get any pictures of the treehouse poste rojo while I was there because it was raining the entire time but here is the link to google images of the place! Poste Rojo