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Chasing waves in Central America: A surf journey across four countries

September 4, 2025

I went on a surf adventure across Central America that had it all. I traveled through Nicaragua, El Salvador, Guatemala, and Mexico, where surf, local culture, exploration, and community collided. Along the way, Lapoint Surf Camps in Nicaragua and El Salvador provided the perfect base to ride waves, improve my technique, meet fellow surfers, and soak in the unique vibe of Central America. Here´s why this trip delivered everything I’d hoped for – and more.

I’m Lina, from Norway, and I’ve been chasing waves ever since my first surf at Lapoint Ericeira in 2015. For years, I’d dreamed of a longer surf adventure – exploring new cultures and reconnecting with the worry-free surf lifestyle I love so much: mornings in the ocean, sunsets over the waves, and letting each day unfold naturally. 

Since the COVID-19 pandemic, everyday life has kept me grounded, and my desire to travel has grown stronger with each passing day. When the idea of a surf adventure through Central America came up, I knew I had to make it happen. Endless waves, new cultures, and unforgettable landscapes – it was irresistible, and I’m so glad I went for it.

Nearly three months later, I have put together this blog post to share my Central American adventure. I’ve returned with a boardbag of stories, experiences, and memories – from tranquil lineups in Nicaragua to the bustling, lively point breaks of El Salvador, from breathtaking sunsets over volcanoes to quiet moments watching the ocean stretch endlessly in front of me. 

Along the way, I discovered vibrant local cultures, breathtaking landscapes, and unforgettable moments that went far beyond the waves – a journey of surf, culture, and connection that I hope will inspire your next great adventure.

Nicaragua – A remote surfer’s paradise

The first stop on my trip was Nicaragua – a country I had heard about, but never really pictured myself visiting until I saw those photos of the waves. 

From the moment I landed in Managua, adventure began. A smiling Lapoint driver greeted me at the airport, and as we drove north, my first impression of Nicaragua started to sink in: a land that felt raw and alive, with colorful roadside villages, endless green fields, and volcanoes rising dramatically on the horizon – a constant reminder that this is truly the land of fire and lakes. 

A few hours later, we turned off the highway onto a long, dusty road – and there it was: the camp, like a hidden gem nestled between mango trees and swaying palm leaves.

Your private oasis by the ocean

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To me, the camp felt like my own little oasis. The cozy bungalows were tucked into the greenery as if they’d grown there naturally, the open lounge and dining area instantly inviting me to slow down, and the infinity pool seemed to melt straight into the ocean. 

Everywhere I went, the sound of waves followed me – calming, steady, and impossible to ignore. Standing there, taking it all in, I remember thinking: this is the kind of place you never actually want to leave.

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Most of the guests were traveling solo, which gave the camp a unique, welcoming energy. Within a day, everyone felt like family. 

Mornings here began with fresh fruit, steaming coffee, and incredible homemade banana bread, followed by plans for where to surf: right in front of the camp, or a 15-minute walk along sandy paths dotted with cows, chickens, and even turtles, leading to another perfect peak. The waves were incredible: empty lineups (literally only fellow camp guests), warm water, and rides that made you forget everything else.

Between surf sessions, there was yoga in the ocean breeze, hearty meals prepared by friendly local staff, and long nights laughing with new friends.

My favorite surf moment in Nicaragua

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One highlight of the week was a boat trip to a left-handed reef break. We set out at sunrise, boards stacked on deck, the sun climbing over the horizon. I felt that mix of excitement and nerves, knowing the waves would be big and fast. And the reef delivered – big, glassy walls of water rolling in, powerful yet impossible to resist.

Paddling out with the other camp guests felt special – we weren’t just strangers anymore but a crew, cheering each other into waves and laughing between sets. Breakfast was served on the boat between sessions, salty hair still dripping, boards scattered across the deck, everyone glowing from both the sun and the rides we’d caught.

With the ocean stretching around us and volcanoes looming in the distance, it felt like one of those mornings that were complete – the kind you wish you could press pause on.

Even though it was the rainy season, the sun dominated most of the day, with spectacular thunderstorms rolling in only in the evenings. From the camp deck, we watched lightning dance over the ocean like nature’s very own fireworks. 

With the waves, the food, the vibe, and the people, Lapoint Surf Camp Nicaragua quickly captured my heart. It’s a place where time slows down, waves seem endless, and strangers turn into family – the kind of place that makes you want to stay a little longer before moving on.

Exploring Nicaragua’s culture

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After my stay at Lapoint ended, Nicaragua continued to call. I spent another week south of the camp, surfing empty beaches where time seemed to slow down even more. Each wave, each empty lineup, felt like discovering a hidden secret of this Central American paradise.

After soaking up the surf, I swapped the ocean for the city and the mountains, heading to León and Matagalpa. Here, the trip shifted from waves to culture and adventure: Mornings started with the traditional gallo pinto breakfasts (sooo good), and I wandered vibrant local markets before exploring lush coffee plantations tucked into the green hills.

But my favorite moment? Taking the chicken buses. Navigating the chaotic bus station was a mix of stress and excitement, and once on board, the bus sped through the streets, people hopping on and off, giving me an unforgettable glimpse into everyday Nicaraguan life. I also hiked up Telica, a highly active volcano, just in time for sunset, and felt the raw power of nature beneath the glowing sky.

Life moved at a much faster, bustling rhythm than at the beach, full of energy and constant motion, yet it gave me a deeper understanding of what makes Nicaragua so special: a place where raw nature, warm people, and endless adventure seamlessly come together.

As much as leaving Nicaragua was bittersweet, I knew this was only the beginning of my Central America surf adventure, with El Salvador just across the border waiting. Nicaragua had set a high bar, both in surf and culture, and I couldn’t wait to see how Lapoint Surf Camp El Salvador would compare.

From Lapoint surf camp Nicaragua to El Salvador – The border adventure 

Getting from Nicaragua to El Salvador turned out to be an adventure in itself. By land, you can either take a long bus ride through Honduras or hop on a speedboat from Potosí, just north of the camp, to La Unión, El Salvador. I chose the boat and I can’t recommend it enough. Three hours across the open ocean, with warm wind on my face, we passed breathtaking coastlines of Nicaragua, Honduras, and El Salvador. It felt less like a border crossing and more like the opening chapter of a new surf mission.

After a smooth immigration check, I was picked up by a shuttle heading north. My first week in El Salvador was spent discovering more perfect waves in La Libertad and El Zonte – areas built around the waves and the surf industry. Definitely not the remote feeling I had at the beach in Nicaragua, but buzzing with energy and life, with more surf schools, more people in the water, and a busier, more dynamic surf scene.

Arriving at Lapoint Surf Camp El Salvador, I felt perfectly placed to dive into this lively scene and the next chapter of my adventure.

El Salvador – Endless rights and surf camp vibes

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The coastline of El Salvador is legendary, lined with world-class right-handed point breaks that peel endlessly along rocky shores. Compared to Nicaragua, the lineups were definitely busier, but with waves this perfect, sharing them was a joy rather than a frustration.

For a mediocre regular surfer like me, dropping in, setting a line, and riding a wave that seemed to go on forever was a dream come true.

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Checking in at Lapoint Surf Camp El Salvador felt nothing short of magical. The camp is perched right on the beach, with sweeping views of the famous right-handed point break of El Sunzal. Imagine waking up in the morning and doing a surf check from your own bed – talk about the best start to the day! 

And getting to the surf is effortless: just two steps down the stairs, five steps across the beach, and you’re paddling out. No excuses for not squeezing in two or three surf sessions a day!

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Life at the camp carried the same warm, welcoming energy I had loved in Nicaragua. Guests from around the world gathered for surf sessions, yoga, and long dinners, all eager to connect. 

The staff made everything seamless, from helping plan surf sessions to organizing day trips. Between sessions, we swapped stories by the pool, watched the waves, and soaked in breathtaking golden sunsets.

1-1 coaching and awesome surf sessions

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The waves at El Sunzal became my daily playground – consistent, glassy, powerful, and forgiving enough to really focus on technique. With excellent 1-on-1 coaching, constructive feedback, video analysis, and encouragement from new friends, I felt myself improving with every session. 

The camp’s prime location, literally steps from the ocean, made it easy to maximize surf time. Even during peak hours, the wave offered three different take-off points, so catching waves was never a problem. And if you had to wait your turn, sitting out in the water was pure bliss – watching other surfers rip, admiring the lush coastline, or spotting a curious sea turtle swimming by.

For me, my time in El Salvador revolved entirely around surfing: as many sessions and waves as possible each day. I didn’t get to explore the country or its rich local culture as much as I might have wanted, but honestly, the waves alone are reason enough to visit. 

Looking back, I wish I had booked more than one week at the camp, because my surfing improved so much that an extra week or two would have made a remarkable difference in my technique.

So, Nicaragua or El Salvador?

For me, it’s impossible to pick a favourite between the camp in Nicaragua and in El Salvador, because both delivered an absolute surf adventure – just in very different ways. 

Nicaragua felt remote and untouched, with peaceful beach breaks rolling along quiet shores. The camp was serene and welcoming, just a short walk from the waves, and the slower pace made it easy to soak in the surroundings. 

I loved starting the mornings on nearly empty beaches, enjoying waves that let me really find my rhythm, swapping surf stories with fellow guests, and returning to camp to relax in the calm, nature-filled setting. With no cafes or bars nearby, the focus was entirely on surfing and total relaxation – exactly what I needed.

El Salvador, in contrast, had a completely different energy. The point breaks were fast, powerful, and world-class, drawing more surfers into the lineups, and the surf scene around the camp was busier and buzzing with life. The camp itself was still relaxed and welcoming, just a short walk from the waves, but the pace of life felt faster, more social, and electric. 

For those wanting a lively vibe, the nearby town of El Tunco offered streets filled with restaurants, bars, cafes, and shops – the perfect place to unwind after a day in the water. Feeling my surfing improve daily, sharing laughs with other surfers, and catching challenging waves made every day feel thrilling.

Both camps were excellent in their own ways: Nicaragua for its peaceful immersion in nature and perfect relaxation, El Salvador for its energy, challenge, and vibrant surf lifestyle. From sunrise to sunset, each offered incredible surf, good food, and inspiring communities. 

I realise that I can not choose a favourite between the two – both camps gave me unforgettable experiences, and both left me eager to return.


But for now, Guatemala was calling as the next destination of my Central American surfing adventure.

Guatemala: Between volcanoes and empty lineups

Leaving behind El Salvador’s perfect rights, I wasn’t sure what to expect in Guatemala – a country known more for its volcanoes and coffee than for surfing. 

The journey from El Salvador to Guatemala was straightforward. I booked a shuttle from El Tunco in El Salvador to Antigua in Guatemala, stopping for an immigration stamp along the way. Once in Antigua, I checked the surf forecast and, with no waves in sight, decided to spend a few days immersing myself in the city. 

And wow (!!) the colorful streets, incredible coffee, and rich local culture were absolutely unforgettable. Antigua quickly became a highlight of the trip, proving that sometimes the journey between waves can be just as rewarding as the surf itself.

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As the surf forecast improved, my longing for the ocean grew, so I booked a shuttle from my hostel to El Paredon, a small surf town on the Pacific coast. Unfortunately, the waves weren’t as consistent or powerful as in El Salvador – a fat, dumpy beach break that didn’t quite live up to the memory of endless point breaks.

Still, with sand underfoot and waves to ride, I squeezed in a few sessions before the swell faded, savoring every moment on the board.

When the swell died down completely, I turned inland again, this time embracing Guatemala’s culture and natural wonders. Volcano hikes offered breathtaking panoramic views, bustling local markets revealed the country’s vibrant spirit, and traditional meals gave my taste buds a treat at every turn. Guatemala reminded me that a surf trip isn’t always just about waves – it’s also about slowing down and appreciating everything around you.

The surf didn’t match El Salvador’s perfection, but Guatemala stole my heart in other ways – so much that I stayed far longer than planned. But 10 days without perfect waves will make any surfer restless, and I knew that surfing in Mexico would fix that.


The grand finale: Surfing Mexico’s coast

With just three weeks left on my Central America surf adventure, I knew the trip needed a grand finale – and Mexico, with its legendary waves, vibrant culture, and breathtaking coastline, was the perfect last stop.

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I flew from Guatemala to Oaxaca to maximize my time by the ocean, and my first stop was the world-famous Puerto Escondido, home of the Mexican Pipeline. The waves were far beyond my level, but watching the locals charge them was thrilling in itself. 

A big seasonal swell arrived, and the beach became a theater: barreling waves, dramatic wipeouts, and the occasional perfect ride that drew cheers from the sand.

I hadn’t come just to watch; I also wanted to surf myself. The spots south of Puerto Escondido felt too crowded and powerful for my skill level, so I followed a friend’s tip and ventured a few hours north.

The journey: colectivo, taxi, boat, then another colectivo was classic Mexico: unpredictable, lively, and full of character. And the payoff was worth it. A long white-sand beach, simple stays right in front of the waves, tiny beach restaurants, and, best of all, a pristine right-hand point break with only a handful of surfers in the lineup.

I stayed ten days. Two surf sessions a day, tacos whenever I wasn’t in the water, and sunsets that pulled everything quiet. Each evening, I reflected on the journey – four countries, endless waves, new friendships, and countless unforgettable moments. Mexico was the perfect culmination: the waves were perfect, the vibe was relaxed, and I felt exactly where I wanted to be. 

It was the kind of ending you hope for and rarely get.

More than just surf – The Central America vibe

Surfing was the heartbeat of the trip, but it was the people, the culture, and the moments in between that made it unforgettable. From sunset beers at Lapoint Surf Camp Nicaragua to sunrise surf sessions in El Salvador, every day was full of discovery, laughter, and small surprises that made each moment special.

Nicaragua gave me space; empty lineups, thunderstorms over the ocean, and nights stretching with new friends. El Salvador sharpened my surfing skills and confidence. Guatemala slowed the pace with coffee, volcanoes, and a reminder that perfect waves aren’t the only reward, and Mexico tied it all together; a quiet surftown, warm sand, and the simple joy of being exactly where I wanted to be.

Central America reminded me that surfing isn’t just about waves – it’s about the adventure of getting there, the friends you meet, and the places you discover along the way. Surf brought me here, but it was everything in between; the sunsets, the boat rides, the border stamps, the shared meals that made it unforgettable. 

And one thing is certain: this was not my last surf adventure in this part of the world.


Why Lapoint Surf Camps in Central America should be on your radar

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From hidden, uncrowded lineups in Nicaragua to El Salvador’s endless world-class right-hand waves, Lapoint Surf Camps are the ultimate base for your Central America surf trip. 

With expert surf coaching, a welcoming community, and comfortable accommodations, these camps make it easy to improve your skills while immersing yourself in the vibrant culture of the region.

I truly recommend putting Central America and these Lapoint Surf Camps at the top of your list if you’re planning your next surf adventure. Whether you’re chasing epic waves, connecting with fellow surfers, or enjoying unforgettable sunsets, these camps deliver it all. 

Best of all, you can combine two amazing countries in one trip, making your Central America surf experience even more epic.

Author-Lina

Lina Rognstad

About the author: I’m Lina, a Norwegian landcrab who somehow swapped snow for saltwater after falling head over heels for surfing at Lapoint Ericeira back in 2015. Since then, I’ve managed to visit every Lapoint Surf Camp (yes, all of them!) and spent over four years living the Lapoint Good Times. You’ll find me happiest sitting on a surfboard - either chasing sunrises, sunsets, or that heart-racing drop that makes you forget you’re actually supposed to be paddling.

Life goal: to still be chasing waves and collecting passport stamps when I’m 70+, because adventure keeps you young, no matter what the mirror says.

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