Five days in Suchitoto
Four hours Spanish with Wilian included a visit to the mercado, the maize mill and the cemetery. I’m sure the language will fall into place at some stage, but right now im more confused – mi cerebro confundido. Words and pronunciation are so different to my lessons in Nz.
I can find out things if the other person has a little English. However most people only speak Spanish here.
I must admit it’s a joy to converse in English and when I meet someone I bombard them with my questions.
The town square is busy with people selling all sorts of tacky nik nacks and food including the El Salvadorean specialty pupusas. A maize or rice flour base stuffed with cheese or beans and fried. Served with pickled cabbage from huge jars. At fifty cents, you could eat cheaply if not worried about your heart and waistline.
I met farmers with battered cowboy hats and huge machetes in gorgeous tooled leather covers, on horses in town to pick up basic provisions.
Los Tercios Waterfall
A walk to the cascades which weren’t very cascady as there had been little rain. But the rock formations are pretty stunning anyway.