"We'll never know the worth of water till the well is dry" english proverb
Even still, the magic of being in El Salvador remains. We only arrived a bit ago, and while the days were somewhat trying on a personal level, the travel experience itself is worth sharing. Put to rest all the fears you might hold about El Salvador and its people- this place is mellow with a purer Pura Vida vibe than even Costa Rica. (note that there are some things to still be cautious about, we look somewhat vagabondish so I reckon nobody thought to bother us anyhow.)
The road off the freeway is a very rugged sort of dirt, but thankfully the hostel was only a short ways along it. When I stood up out of the bus it felt as if i had just jumped on a trampoline for twenty minutes - the remanent vibrations of the long journey causing my legs to tremor and buckle. After unloading our our packs and boards, we decided to explore town with what little energy we had left.
A mixture of cobble stone, gravel and the errant fallen tree limb winds you to the coast. Alongside the road, sticks wrapped with barb wire fenced in small tin sheds, each about the size of a guest bedroom. You'd never know that entire families live inside, until they come out one by one to smile as you pass by. The campfire smoke choking the heavy tropical air reminded me that these people live much simpler life than where I'm from- all of their meals are cooked over a wood fire- if they have electricity they rarely use it. If they have running water, they conserve it by collecting river water to wash their clothes, dishes and even themselves.
The next day we tried a new spot, the famed Punta Roca where the 2011 ISA world masters surfing championships will be held. The wave is beautiful- powerful, shaply, and blue. Walking out over the rocks generally sucks and cuts the feet pretty bad. Plus, the crowd factor is somewhat devastating. the locals are actually pretty mellow, its all the tourists who are crazy and aggressive. We desired so much to jump the next bus to las flores, a sand bottom point that could take a swell because its much more protected. But we have just barely sunk some roots in here, and we'll see how sweet it treats us after we learn its moods. A bowl of rice and beans are calling, so until next time.....