Best Hotels
Guancasco, Gracias (Honduras) $20
King Palace, San Miguel (El Salvador) $28
Best Value Hotels
Villa Florencia, San Salvador Centro (El Salvador) $20
Via Via, Leon (Nicaragua) $17
Best Hotel Restaurants
Barca de Oro, Las Peñitas (Nicaragua)
Perkin Lenca, Perquin (El Salvador)
Best Meals--There were many, but a few stood out:
Perkin Lenca's kitchen had great breakfasts and good value, home-cooked quality dinners
Barca de Oro had the best fish dinner of the trip
Opalaca's (La Esperanza, Honduras) specializes in grilled meat and I had my best chicken dinner there
Guy with Weber Grill on the street in Juayua, El Salvador served the best carne asada dinner
Turicentro Los Esclavos (Guatemala) had a such a good BLT sandwich I ordered it twice
Best Deli Sandwich
Epicure, Antigua (Guatemala)
Best Panini Sandwich
Hole in the wall deli in Leon (Nicaragua)
Towns or Cities With Highest Fast Food Chain Saturation
San Miguel (El Salvador)
Antigua and Guatemala City (Guatemala)
Towns or Cities With Few or No Fast Food Chains
Leon and Granada (Nicaragua)
Best Espresso Coffees
La Rosita, Leon (Nicaragua)--owned by an expatriate Louisiana woman
Cafe Condessa, Antigua (Guatemala)
Best Local Brewed Coffees
Guancasco, Gracias (Honduras)
Hotel El Rey, Marcala (Honduras)
Hotel El Mirador, Juayua (El Salvador)
Best Travel Agency
I didn't patronize many of these but I want to plug PlusTravel of Antigua (with offices in Copan Ruinas) for its excellent shuttle bus (minivan) services between Antigua and Copan ($8), Antigua and Chichicastenango ($10 round trip), and many other destination points. Their drivers are courteous, friendly, and professional while their services are safe and basically on time.
Best Bus Rides
The microbus services in Nicaragua were safe, fast, and nearly hassle free
Worst Bus Rides
The local bus service between Choluteca, Honduras and the El Salvador border at Amatillo is frustratingly crowded and slow
Favorite Medium Size Cities
Leon, Nicaragua
Antigua, Guatemala
Favorite Town
Gracias, Honduras
Favorite Small Towns or Villages
Ataco, El Salvador
Copan Ruinas, Honduras
Perquin, El Salvador
Least Favorite Big Cities
San Salvador, El Salvador
San Miguel, El Salvador
Least Favorite Towns
Ahuachapan, El Salvador
La Esperanza, Honduras
Least Favorite Village
Los Cobanas, El Salvador
Most Affluent Towns or Cities
Antigua, Guatemala
Leon, Nicaragua
Granada, Nicaragua
Most Impoverished Towns or Region
La Ruta de Lenca, from Perquin (El Salvador) all the way to Gracias (Honduras)
Most Outgoing or Friendly People
El Salvador and Nicaragua
Most Reserved People
Guatemala and Honduras
Where I Felt Safest
Leon and Granada, Nicaragua
Antigua, Guatemala
Where I Felt Most Wary About Personal Security
San Salvador and San Miguel, El Salvador
note to readers: if you are interested in more worsts (or more bests) drop me a comment to that effect
Showing posts with label espresso. Show all posts
Showing posts with label espresso. Show all posts
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Saturday, July 3, 2010
Doing A Small Part for the Local Economies
I'm "wealthy" around here which is why I have to be cautious and situationally aware. It's also why I have to spend money wisely--and hopefully in ways which help the people who most need it--without my going broke in the process.
I don't have a hard and fast rule against giving to beggars, though my default response is no. The thing is, despite the very real poverty you witness all over Central America, there aren't nearly as many beggars as one might expect. But there a few, and I find that they are mainly older people, men and women of middle age and older. When it comes to beggars I have a soft spot for elderly women because I know how hard women of all ages work around here--you see evidence of that everywhere you go--so if an old woman is begging I figure she's truly desperate.
With working age men, I usually say no, but if they can speak some English I will hear them out, then maybe offer a little help.
Far more common than beggars are the many people who haved carved an independent niche for themselves in the economy by peddling various items on the street or on buses or at bus terminals. Candies, drinks, fruit, various hot foods, and fresh snacks like roasted peanuts or carameled popcorn are among some of the edibles you will find being hawked by itinerant peddlers, these mostly by women. And watches, wallets, flashlights, CDs, and DVDs are also commonly sold--typically by men. If fresh snacks and fruit or bottled (more typically bagged) water is on offer, I will often go for it, because these items are always very cheap but great value.
My main contributions to the economy, of course, are for lodging, food, and transport (basically in that order). Some hotel owners are quite obviously wealthy, but there are many others who are running a mom and pop affair. For ordinary folks who have converted their old courtyard home into a guesthouse, the cash I and others bring to the table can be a real help. And in any given town I always try to eat at least once in an ordinary, modest, mom-type comedor because she's putting her kitchen to work for her family.
If I can find espresso coffee I will spend my money there. Sometimes these places are owned by foreigners, so I'm aware that I'm not directly helping the locals very much with my custom in that case. But foreigners always hire many locals as employees, and so I do my part by tipping them if the opportunity arises. I make liberal use of the tip jar, marked propina in Spanish, not by leaving a lot, but by always leaving something.
If I can't find an espresso shack then I'll look for the best 30 to 50 cent cafe con leche in the market. When I find a good one the seller will get a tiny extra boost that day because I will usually buy 3-4 of them--and the same number the next morning! By that time, the locals in the market "know" me fairly well. . .
In the bigger, more expensive restaurants I always tip my waitresses (it's usually young women at this job), and when the service is extra fine I sometimes even tip a little too much--maybe a dollar more than was necessary, not all that much for me, but helpful to her.
I also make a point of tipping the ladies who clean my hotel rooms--these women work very hard, and the evidence for that is in the fact that nearly every room I've rented, no matter how old or new, big or small, ramshackle or sleek, is always spotlessly clean. For these women I try to leave a certain amount per night's stay. Again, it's not a lot of cash for me but I know what I leave will help someone's family. And often I can hire that same woman to do my laundry--another little bit that helps her a little, while helping me a lot!
Often I'll round up taxi fares. I have found most taxi drivers to be really helpful and professional, despite the not-so-sparkling reputation they have worldwide, but in my experience I've rarely been "taken for a ride." So in Central America I don't over-haggle with the the driver, but tip a bit instead. It's well worth the extra few cents it costs me because in this economy another 5-10 lempiras (30 to 60 cents) can be stretched some way by the driver (he can stretch that 10 lempiras in ways which I simply can't). And let's face it: isn't that a whole lot better for me than getting ripped off?
If I've ever been overcharged or ripped off in Central America, I've concluded, it's nearly always my fault for neglecting to get the price up front, or because of some other carelessness on my part. When that happens, I shrug to myself and say, "That was a lesson well worth the cost!" because hopefully I won't make another expensive mistake like that again.
I don't have a hard and fast rule against giving to beggars, though my default response is no. The thing is, despite the very real poverty you witness all over Central America, there aren't nearly as many beggars as one might expect. But there a few, and I find that they are mainly older people, men and women of middle age and older. When it comes to beggars I have a soft spot for elderly women because I know how hard women of all ages work around here--you see evidence of that everywhere you go--so if an old woman is begging I figure she's truly desperate.
With working age men, I usually say no, but if they can speak some English I will hear them out, then maybe offer a little help.
Far more common than beggars are the many people who haved carved an independent niche for themselves in the economy by peddling various items on the street or on buses or at bus terminals. Candies, drinks, fruit, various hot foods, and fresh snacks like roasted peanuts or carameled popcorn are among some of the edibles you will find being hawked by itinerant peddlers, these mostly by women. And watches, wallets, flashlights, CDs, and DVDs are also commonly sold--typically by men. If fresh snacks and fruit or bottled (more typically bagged) water is on offer, I will often go for it, because these items are always very cheap but great value.
My main contributions to the economy, of course, are for lodging, food, and transport (basically in that order). Some hotel owners are quite obviously wealthy, but there are many others who are running a mom and pop affair. For ordinary folks who have converted their old courtyard home into a guesthouse, the cash I and others bring to the table can be a real help. And in any given town I always try to eat at least once in an ordinary, modest, mom-type comedor because she's putting her kitchen to work for her family.
If I can find espresso coffee I will spend my money there. Sometimes these places are owned by foreigners, so I'm aware that I'm not directly helping the locals very much with my custom in that case. But foreigners always hire many locals as employees, and so I do my part by tipping them if the opportunity arises. I make liberal use of the tip jar, marked propina in Spanish, not by leaving a lot, but by always leaving something.
If I can't find an espresso shack then I'll look for the best 30 to 50 cent cafe con leche in the market. When I find a good one the seller will get a tiny extra boost that day because I will usually buy 3-4 of them--and the same number the next morning! By that time, the locals in the market "know" me fairly well. . .
In the bigger, more expensive restaurants I always tip my waitresses (it's usually young women at this job), and when the service is extra fine I sometimes even tip a little too much--maybe a dollar more than was necessary, not all that much for me, but helpful to her.
I also make a point of tipping the ladies who clean my hotel rooms--these women work very hard, and the evidence for that is in the fact that nearly every room I've rented, no matter how old or new, big or small, ramshackle or sleek, is always spotlessly clean. For these women I try to leave a certain amount per night's stay. Again, it's not a lot of cash for me but I know what I leave will help someone's family. And often I can hire that same woman to do my laundry--another little bit that helps her a little, while helping me a lot!
Often I'll round up taxi fares. I have found most taxi drivers to be really helpful and professional, despite the not-so-sparkling reputation they have worldwide, but in my experience I've rarely been "taken for a ride." So in Central America I don't over-haggle with the the driver, but tip a bit instead. It's well worth the extra few cents it costs me because in this economy another 5-10 lempiras (30 to 60 cents) can be stretched some way by the driver (he can stretch that 10 lempiras in ways which I simply can't). And let's face it: isn't that a whole lot better for me than getting ripped off?
If I've ever been overcharged or ripped off in Central America, I've concluded, it's nearly always my fault for neglecting to get the price up front, or because of some other carelessness on my part. When that happens, I shrug to myself and say, "That was a lesson well worth the cost!" because hopefully I won't make another expensive mistake like that again.
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