Day 8 – Playa Majagual

O’ my shit!!!! We just found the be-all, end-all of beaches outside of the “beach” in that stupid movie with DeCrapio (don’t get me wrong, I would abscond to a place like that in 5 seconds).

We decided last night to go south toward Costa Rica (only 40 miles from here) and find more beach. But Toñas and my better judgment sent us north 10km via a dirt “highway” to Playa Majagual. This beach, with the wonderfully named Juanita’s Kitchen, was beyond amazing. The pescado ceviche was by and away the best ceviche I have ever had. I literally watched the kitchen fillet whatever the fuck they’d just caught and make the most delicious ceviche I have had up to this point in my life. Additionally, the ceviche came with fried plantain chips that were super thin and much more enjoyable than a tostone. For all of you that have no idea what the fuck I am talking about when mentioning certain foods and beers, Google it fucker he is your friend.

All of this wonderful ceviche, partnered with a Toña, my beautiful love Angel, and the water at my feet, created probably the best possible scenario for a Chip disappearance act. I would happily work as a beach bum, camp out, and eat this ceviche for the rest of my life.

I don’t want to discredit this beach by only talking about the ceviche. This beach was desolate, fun to drive to, and unbelievably amazing. Like most beaches on the west coast of Nica, is was surrounded by cliffs on each side, had clear water, and a crazy riptide today. Angel can attest to the riptide, as she almost left the water with no clothing due to the aggressive nature of the beach break. I was totally going to start passing out dollar bills to the locals if this had happened (got to recoup the cash spent somehow)!!!

After spending some time getting bashed by the amazing break, we drank a few beers, had some snacks, and then worked our way back to our pad. That said, we are finding everything is much closer than the drive to SDJS from the airport would lead us to believe. While Playa Majaguay is only 5km from our beach, the dirt “highway” and roads between beaches and towns in general make for a 30-minute trek no matter what issue you may stumble upon.

Back at our pad, I called the local (El Islote) and made sure they had some langosta from the daily catch. Once confirmed, we hightailed it the 200 meters to the beach, and Chip finally had his lobster!!!!

The lobster, ordered via la plancha (grilled), was decent. You can tell that it is out of season and you are getting smaller tails to eat. The langosta in Nica is exactly what you would find in OB: a spiny lobster with no large claws, essentially an overgrown mudbug (crawfish). However, it was fresh, and the sides were fresh, and as usual everything was made to order and from scratch (something I wish the economy would afford us in the US). Angel ordered the fresh fish filet fried with lemon, rice, and a side salad. Her fish, while fried, was pretty damn good, and I would order fish fried like that any day of the week.

All in all, it was another epic day in Nica, traversing the hills, finding new playas, and adding to my seafood quests. I will hopefully be able to test my snorkel gear for big brother (Bezos/Amazon… free is free, right?) and get some good underwater pics tomorrow. As Gordo would say incorrectly: “¡ Vía con Dios, mis amigos!!”

What I would say is: “Mas vale ser cabeza de raton que cola de leon.”