We caught the 7am bus. It started blowing its horn at 5:45am so no one misses it’s departure. The bus brings us to San Julian where we had a decent breakfast of eggs, beans, rolls and a plantain. Jason and I continued on our next bus, which dropped us a small town half way to the coast. We asked a couple of times when the bus to the to coast came – 3 1/2 hours from now. I bought some bags of water and we decided to start walking and hope for a pick-up to pass. Of the 12km to the coastal highway we walked 7km, thankfully all down hill or flat. We arrived in Mizata at the home of John and Marlene, friends of Jason. They were the most gracious hosts possible. The last 4km Jason and I were fanaticizing about a pool to cool off in and considered springing for a room at the surf lodge. John and Marlene rented and shared a great house with Don Pedro who happened to turn 80 today. He doesn’t look a day over 70 and still works in the fields everyday. Don Pedro has a pool and we were happy and cool.
Hina, a catholic aid worker from a few houses down, joined us later that evening. We all talked about US and Salvadoran politics. I caught them up on the latest – Hillary’s out of the race and why Obama’s the right one for the job. Hina’s from the swing state of Ohio and was quiet on the matter. Conversation switched back and forth between English and Spanish. I understand most the Spanish. Now I just have to speak a little more.
Tomorrow we head back to the Barra and resume work there. It may be turtle nursery prep day!
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