Jungle Boogy

My friend Peter and I decided to hit Nicaragua for El Castillo, to celebrate his birthday. After a rather uneventful 4 hour water taxi ride to El Castillo, we ren into a couple of Canadians who had met a local willing to take them into the jungle if they found a couple of partners. Enter Alonzo and Peter. I wasn't nervous until our guide Miguel brought out the gallon sized Ziploc bag full of emergency shots and medications. 24 hours later we found ourselves kayaking down the Rio San Juan. After navigating the rapids from the outset, the next two days saw us: kayak 55 k down river, illegal border crossings, tucans, macaws, ospreys, crocodiles, caymans, spider monkeys, howler monkeys, 3 toed sloth, iguanas, wild chickens, bats, fresh tapir, jaguar and boar tracks, spent one night in the jungle, river shrimp the size of my forearm, fresh fish (that i caught out of the river), played in a waterfall, swam in crocodile infested rivers and Mayan ruins, mud up to my knees, Nicaraguan machette guides, an abandoned shipwreck, and last but not least, Miguels best friend who is a squatter running from druglords because he stole a couple of boats. Learned a few interesting things about Manatees and sailors, too. Miguel offered me a job if I want to help him run operations. That sounds a little better than sitting behind a computer screen for 9 hours a day, no? I might head back there with JB when he gets here, or I might have him meet me in the Cone Islands here in Nicaragua. So many choices. Any suggestions?