This Friday I accompanied ECO1 on their mission to finish filling out fitchas in Buenas Aires.
Me filling out a fitcha. Why so serious?
Houses everywhere. Horrible for us as we have to find every one of them and question the people inside.
Doctor Quintanilla talking to the oldest man in the village…
This Friday I, for the first time, had to honor to ride in a local bus. Prepared for the worse, as for the driving style of these bus drivers, I entered the bus. This would have not been possible in Santa Ana, where it is way to dangerous for any Chele and/or Gringo to enter a bus. For those interested, yes I survived, leaving the bus with only a small headache.
On Friday Maureen and I decided to stay in San Agustin and not head for San Salvador like it would usually be the case on weekends. So on Friday night we went down to the Bahia de Jiquilisco to have dinner there.
The 3rd flat tire in 3 weeks; this time thanks to this little guy.
Volcano de San Miguel; I will be climbing this one in June.
On Saturday we went to the beach, El Cuco.
On Sunday we went to Alegria, to the local market.
Day 134 – San Agustin