Greetings from Bluefields

Hi All
Best thing today was we got our laundry done, so all our stinky salty clothes are clean and dry!
You know when the salt gets in to things, they are always damp, that's how all our stuff was after a week on the island.
We pay $10, give them our smelly stuff and it comes back clean and folded. Bloody amazing.
We flew from Big Corn Island to Bluefields this afternoon on our 20 minute plane ride!
Bluefields is a city of about 40,000 people. Named after a Dutch pirate, Blewfeldt.
Hurricane Joan destroyed the town in 1988, but it's been rebuilt, although some of the derelict buildings seem like they have been there well before this.
We roamed around for a few hours down town, then found somewhere to eat.
It was 6pm when we left the eating place, and the streets that were completely hectic with people an hour before, were almost empty, with all the shops locked up.
It was so weird, almost a bit creepy. Everyone had disappeared.
We sat out on the front verandah of the hotel to 'watch the world go by' on the street below, but there was just one crazy guy yelling, and that was about it.
And believe it or not, it's still raining. I think yesterday was the only full day of sun we have had on the Carribean coast. Apparently it gets about 6000mm of rain a year, which does not surprise us at all.
Hasi says when we retire we will come back March to May time, as this (3months!) is the dry season.
They say it even rains in the dry season, so you can't even be sure then.
They (the locals) also say that it usually doesn't rain like this in December!
That's all for now
Greetings from Hasi, and love from me
Zak