We hired a driver to take us to the beach. Giovanny was great- he told us all kinds of interesting things about living in El Salvador. First we asked him to take us to a good place for breakfast. We were hungry for more papusas, but he said it was too late in the morning and all the papusas were gone by 8am as they are popular among people going to work. So he said he knew of a great, authentic place... Mister Donut!

I laughed because I grew up with Mister Donut, but they all disappeared sometime in the 90's. Well I found where they went- Giovanny said they first came to El Salvador in 1992, following the war. They kept the same logo and everything! But these Mister Donut's were even better than I remember! They serve donuts, of course, but lots of other cool things (including liquor!) I had a cheese tamale (steamed inside of a banana leaf), fried plantains (can't get enough of them!), and the best empanada ever- made from plantains and black beans (no flour or pork, like the ones that the Cuban's make). Henrik had hibiscus juice (tasted like cranberry juice) and Giovanny had a "quesadilla" but not like the kind we have with a flour tortilla and cheese (in El Salvador, they call those quesadilla gringos, haha). This one was a sweet pastry (it's the round cake between the purple and orange juice below) with flour, sugar, and cheese. Quite delicious, actually.

The ride to the beach was rather colorful- there were check points, where police armed with assault rifles pull over cars to check for registration and drugs. We didn't get stopped (thankfully) but it was interesting to see a busy highway with orange cones randomly placed in the middle of the lane.

Seeing how people travel was interesting as well. Standing in the back of a pickup truck fits more people than sitting- this was extremely common. Women, children, whomever, all pack in to get from Point A to Point B.

We saw women walking with baskets balanced on their heads!

Then alas, we arrived at the beach! What a beautiful resort- very much like Naples, in a way. We were pretty much the only people there, besides all of the heavily armed guards, holding AK-47s. If you click on the picture below, you'll see a guard in the very center, wearing all white. But it was safe. Everywhere we went felt safe, actually. We never experienced anything scary. Very glad about that.

The sand was much blacker in person than it looks here. I tried to bring some back for my sand collection but they confiscated it at the airport!

The scenery was amazing. Notice volcano in background!

There were stray dogs and lose cattle. We thought they were horses from far away.

Certainly not what we expected to see on the beach! This herd of cows must have broken free from somewhere because one of the smaller ones had a long rope tied around its neck.

And then there were sea beans!

After all the excitement, we enjoyed ceviche and cerveza...

Comfy lounges in princess huts...

And the cabana bar with swings for seats!

Cheers!

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