As with any country, seaside property is a hot commodity. Nicaragua is no different. Luxury resorts and manicured communities dot the picturesque Emerald coastline.
The road to relaxation becomes an adventure.
You never know what you're going to get when you travel to Nicaragua during the rainy season. I had my fair share of rain storms last time I visited the Solentiname Archipelago.
This is an example of what you might experience during the rainy season.
Owned by Rum baron Don Carlos Pellas, Mukul is a luxury hideaway for the country's elite, celebrities and travelers who can afford the $500-$10k per night tab.
The paved road outside the resort stretches for miles, clearing the way for visitors to easily get to Mukul's guarded front doors.
An attendant at Mukul's spa served me a hot cup of chamomile tea. Brown-skinned, curly hair and accommodating, she had a pretty smile and spoke accented English even when I wanted to practice my Español.
I searched her face for that unspoken connection that unfamiliar Black folks in foreign settings sometimes experience.
I didn't find it. And that was okay.
The connection that some of us feel is deep, passed down through generations. It's a bit inexplicable but one of my theories is it comes from a time when we needed to communicate with each other without speaking. The other theory is that it comes from having to speak in code to pass on important messages without being detected by white slaveowners.
Me and my theories.
I thought about these things while I sipped coffee on the beach staring out at the beauty of Nicaragua's Pacific Coast.
The ultimate retreat
Yogis always seem to be the first to find the best hideaways.
I've heard of luxury tree house resorts but I never saw myself staying in one.
The last time I was this tempted to buy speculative real estate was in Belize 11 years ago.
A woman's heart is a deep ocean of secrets. - Gloria Stuart
The first thought that came to my mind when I thought about sleeping in the trees was bugs. Once I finally laid down to close my eyes, my thoughts graduated to snakes. I was so exhausted from the journey getting to Aqua Wellness Resort that it didn't even matter.
Don't get me wrong, my heart took a few extra beats at the idea of a snake slithering under my bed. But all I could do was surrender to the sounds of waves crashing outside my shutters. It was peaceful and like nothing I had fallen asleep to before.
Let the snakes do what they may. At that moment all I could do was allow nature to take me away into a deep restful slumber.