Dad and Sean: Part 2

 So then we went on a tour of the Isles of Granada, in this little motor boat. Marcos, our driver, knew a guy who knew a guy...

 Sean in the boat soaking up the rays.

 Dad doing the same

 So each island was owned by a rich Nicaraguan and the majority have since changed hands to rich Americans, rich Europeans, and rich Costa Ricans. There is one thing in common....rich.....

 It is really nice scenery though.....

 And a rich veterinarian bought a neighboring island to his house and rehabilitated four monkeys. They are so cute and rather trained; they come for food.

 This family is one example of the beach-front fortress trend.

 One of the basic boats with teenagers and members of the Nicaraguan families who watch or house-sit the fortresses.

 And there's one for sale. Oooooooo quick let's buy it!!

 And we visited the Masaya Volcano. Our driver, Marcos, looking into the sulfurous smoke of the volcano.

 Sean loves being super close to the potentially dangerous and altogether still active volcano.

 Real smoking coming out. Real lava and magma that you can see at the bottom.

 The cross at the top. We couldn't walk up to the top because there had been recent seismic activity elsewhere in the country (darn you San Cristobal!!)

 The boys, both American and Nicaraguan, enjoying the smokey spa treatment.

 And did I get to mention that we had to wear hard hats, like construction ones. Sean loved the style. Dad liked to nap in the back.

 Me with the boys by the volcano.

 There was an old fort a few miles away from the Volcano. Samoza, the evil dictator bad guy, used it in the 70s and early 80s to hold any Sandinistas. He would hold them, torture them, and feed them to tigers and lions at his house or throw their bodies into the volcano. Anybody wondering why the Sandinistas got rid of him. The prison tour ma.de a lasting impression on everyone. The fort is now maintained by the Grenada Boy Scouts and is a popular hangout spot for high schoolers.

 The perimeter of the fort on the top of the hill. You can see the high schoolers hanging out on one of the security posts Masaya and Grenada.

 Dad on the main grounds of the fortress. The holes you see between the main wall and the ground, are the only air and water holes for the prisoners.

 The view from the front of the fort.

And me with Smartypants who woke Sean and me up at around 6AM the following day, so I just let her walk around until she settled by my head. She knows who Mom is.