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Soewhere deep in north Honduras....one minute in Guate ..next in Honduras..and you´ll have to excuse the typing cos this is one sicko keyboard..u can see already that the space bar don´t always work..<br />
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Bill Shum2006-03-24 22:11:04
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it, sweat and tears....so we got thru´and pushed on ...
Down another dusty road, there´s some widespread dislike of road sigs everywhere south of the US just about...Mexico wasn´t too bad but Guate, EL Sal and now Honduras...shocking..but more on that later maybe...
So, down the dusty lane to the beach, major paranoia as everyone is on our case about security in ElSal...find a sleazy little hotel but it has a courtyard sort of thing turns out to run down from the road right to the beach...and a pretty ordinary beach, with a high-tech security fence at the beach end...a scrappy lattice work affair of bamboo and sticks...even the dogs just walk thru it...and the house dogs, well thats a story for another day...and the place next door where wewent for a beer!..another story as well.
Next morning awake with anticipation....but the bikes are still there!..the mother of all electrical storms during the night must have deterred all the potential burgulars...so we head off to cruise the coast of El Salvador and how sweet it is, lovely winding road thru the hills, down to the coast, up around steep headlands, all lush tropical growth, trees growing right out over the raod, sometimes a complete tunnel of foliage, more corn, and cane, bananas also and lots of other fruits...around a nice sweeper and theres a pile of watermelon pulp on the road, and off to the side a pile of 40 or so melons, and more, and then every half a km theres another bunch, not sure if they are just selling them or waiting to get picked up and trucked to town...still don´t know but I suspect the latter as theres not all that much traffic....the usual trucks and cars and bikes and people walking or packed into the inevitable little ute-backed vans, and now and then an ox cart, yes, fabulous healthy beasts, creamy caramel, doe eyed, floppy eared, here I go again...usually two, elaborately yoked up and this one pulling an enormous pile of fresh hay on an old wooden
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