There are 365 little islands in Lake Cocibolca that formed thousands of years ago when volcano Mombacho exploded and spat them out. They are now either privately owned by rich Nicaraguans and foreigners or for sale. You can go on a small motorized boat tour or check them out on kayaks. Considering our traveling crew, a motorized boat was the only option. It was a good thing, too because it was quite windy and the waves were rather large so a kayak would have been suicide. Our boat driver was not a big talker so we had no idea where we going or what we would see for most of the trip ... another adventure.
The houses were beautiful and how cool to live on a little island. There were birds of all colors, shapes and sizes. The trees on one of the islands were just covered in nests and the beautiful birds were flying all over the place. We pulled up to another little island with no house on it and I thought I saw a huge bird in one of the trees, but it as we got closer I could see it was a monkey! And not only 1 there was a whole troupe of them. Our boat driver tried to get us closer so that we could take some pictures and then he made a gesture to ask if we wanted one of them to come on board. I said yes and the monkey jumped right on. This monkey came running up the middle of the boat showing his sharp teeth and scaring the living daylights out of the girls. Lena was screaming and waving her arms all over the place while Jade was jumping from seat to seat trying to get away from the crazed monkey onboard. I was holding the baby so couldn’t really do much and Jason was trying to calm the girls down while the boat driver was freaking out because of all the craziness going on. During all of this, the monkey hopped on the front of the boat, grabbed some pink coconut thing Jason had just bought from one of the street vendors and made his way back to me to enjoy his snack!
As soon as he had his little snack he was very happy and sat down on my knee with his tail wrapped around Reed’s head. Reed wasn’t too happy about it but the monkey didn’t care. Then I guess the monkey decided I looked a little safer than the baby’s head and he wrapped his tail around my arm. It felt really cool and all was well in the world again. We took a couple of pictures and we were off again.
At dinner that night we had to explain to the girls that the monkey was freaking out because they were freaking out and that maybe the next time they should calm down a little ...especially when in the middle of a lake on a boat where the life jackets were used as cushions, not life saving devices!!!
