Our travel friends from Europe had their own hard drive through Guatemala from Mexico and arrived at a little beach resort near the container port of Acajutla at the north end of El Salvador, so we joined them for a swim.
The surf was rough and no good for actual swimming so Layne and I, inveterate swimmers retreated to the salt water pool.
The whole camping and RVing thing is a mystery to most Latin American businesses. If you choose to drive down beyond Mexico traditional RV parks vanish. We stayed here for free on the promise of consuming food and drink on the premises. Not a hardship.
I would love to come back and spend time here in the dry season, sunny days cool nights and low humidity.
It is on our list for future trips when we are in Mexico and would like to dip south.
It was hot and sticky and itchy and I craved the sand flea free grass at altitude in the mountains.
However before we left Blanca the cheerful owner had one rather unusual trick up her sleeve.
Locals buy turtle eggs to eat but Blanca buys them to plant in the sand at her beachfront. She and half a dozen neighbors make nests along the beach and when the turtles pop out she takes them to the water.
It looks like a rougher start than I’ve seen for turtles heading into the calmer waters off Key West…
Blanca acknowledges their odds aren’t great but enough will live to keep turtles coming back.
A smooth ocean and a heavy Pacific swell.
Time to drive inland and climb a volcano and face off against a tropical storm. Not what I had planned.
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