3
July
We
thought we were leaving the coast today.
Not. Last night was
miserable. We should have turned on our
generator and burned the gas, but played according to Norm’s rules and
didn’t. Instead we sweated and slept on
top of our sheets. At least Roger had
figured out how to run the fan on the house battery, and we needed every turn
of the blade.
So
first thing this morning I went out looking for a hotel that was nearby with a
swimming pool. Along the way we saw
several fishing boats.
The pool fee was the
best $5 spent ever! Roger and I lounged
in the shade of the pool for 8 hours today.
We have decided that we are not beach people. I still had sand in my swimsuit from
yesterday after rinsing it out last night and cooling off in the pool
today. The sand is black volcanic sand
and extremely fine. We ate lunch at the
hotel and can say it was food, nothing noteworthy.
We
saw Emerson this morning and so I asked him if I could take a picture of
him. His chest puffed out with a
question: you want to take a picture of me?
He also chased down his little cousin to be included in the picture as
well. I didn’t catch his cousin’s
name. His cousin is 7.
Tomorrow
we have a long day: crossing the border
from El Salvador to Honduras, driving across Honduras and not spending the
night anywhere in country, because Norm doesn’t like it there; then crossing
from Honduras into Nicaragua. We will be
spending the night at the truck stop at the border in Nicaragua, because Norm
says it’s safe there. We’ll be at an elevation
of about 2200 feet, so hopefully it will be cool there, and the trucks won’t be
running their engines all night for air conditioning.
I
don’t expect to be able to post again after this until we get to Managua,
Nicaragua sometime Sunday if all goes according to Norm’s plans.
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