The colorful streetsides of Granada.Truly, the colors are fabulous. Why can’t other cities be so colorful?There are a few impressive iglecias.Many of the calles are labeled with custom tiles embedded in the walls. Calle Real Xalteva is named for the local Xalteva indigenous indians.We did a ton of walking.And walking is richly rewarded.We celebrated our awesomeness with Bravado!Streetcarts. Spiderman. A natural combination.On a visit to the el mercado (the market) we saw more piñas (pineapples) in one place that ever before. It was a good day.Carts. Hand carts, bikes carts, horse carts. I didn’t take enough pictures of all the carts.We stopped in the mercado for lunch, and a friendly old dude looked in on the cute little scene.Neon pasteles (cakes)! What more needs to be said?Aluminum utensils in the mercado.A local beisbol (baseball) fan peels and limon for fresh lemon juice.Nicaragua is, thankfully, still a place where a kid can be happy with a beautifully painted, handmade wooden truck. The world isn’t all bad.The mercado is, like most city markets are, an endless warren of passages like this, with distinct districts for meat cutting, car parts, electronics, vegetables, toys, and souvenirs.We also visited the Masaya volcano. Yes. That is Real. Real Lava.
Tea and Kate 
Except for the mercado, the calles seem so quiet or even empty. Beautiful.
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