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... was becoming increasingly stressed by IBB, which was now erupting.
Despite only staying for a week or so, we loved El Salvador - a beautiful place with really friendly people and amazing hostels. There are less tourists here which makes it feel more like your choosing where you're going, rather than just being a cog on the gringo circuit. We would have stayed there longer but had heard amazing things about Nicaragua and only have 5 weeks ...
... managed to get up on the board by the end of the lesson. It was great to learn a new skill, snowboarding for me felt easier then learning to surf. But hey... Now we had to practice. We had a shower and went to grab some lunch. After lunch I was feeling terrible and it turned out that I had been hit by yet another stomach bug this time one that gave sever cramping. So much so that after two days in felt like I had been punched in the gut.
... itself was set with chairs and covered by a huge tent. It had a platform where a children's choir sang a song every now and then. A band was installed on one side of the plaza. A memorial wall and the cementary for those killed in the massacre was on the other side. The church also fronted onto the square, newly painted white and blue and shining in the midday sun. I was standing at the cementary, staring at ...
Everyone I met asked for Juanita – How was she? What was she doing? When was she coming back? The woman who cooked pupusas for our Friday Habitat party was telling me how she used the table cloth that Juanita had given her every day. Herminio told how they had built houses all over Usulutan department, with the missions that Juanita had led.
That afternoon I drove ...
... able to pour concrete into the pit to set the base with the rebar. Everyone pitched in doing different jobs from hauling water to shovelling sand and gravel, to mixing, to pouring the concrete and some doing clean up. It was a messy job, but a good feeling of accomplishment.
I was busy sweeping away when suddenly, Jocelyn appeared! She was walking by the school with her parents and her sister to visit someone and came to say hello. I ...