On leaving the temperate oasis of Antigua, we dropped down 1500m to hot coastal Guatemala. The sugar cane is being harvested, by machete, and transported by double trailer trucks. We see a lot of poverty, although we might not judge correctly because of the climate. But, on the positive side, I note that all the school children were clean and well dressed & personal cleanliness especially amoung the women is high. The hotel the first night was so bad we put our treated mosquito nets on the mattress before wrapping ourselves in the sheet provided. Unfortunately that day we ate a salad and we now both have bad stomachs again. Things improved somewhat after that! We have crossed into El Salvador and we are about a third of the way south down the coast. The second day in El Salvador we skirted a volcano through a set of 5 tunnels, with climbs to spectacular ocean views. We had good hard shoulders so the riding was safe, except for some alarming potholes on descent.
These potholes are difficult to see because of the mixture of sun and shade on the road. We both hit a couple we wished we hadn’t, but no harm done.We are presently having a rest day at the beach resort town for San Salvador, and a place the surfing crowd migrate to. To be frank beach resorts and us don’t go well together, although we enjoy watching the surfers. The beach is black sand and is hotter than hell! The choice of dwelling is between resorts with piped music and armed guards at the gate, and rather grotty beach front properties frequented by the surfing crowd. Last night we did a resort, today the beach front hotel.
To dispell the idea that Margo & I eat nails for breakfast, and to prove we stay in better hotels when possible, here is a photo essay of the various artwork by the maids in the relatively rare decent hotels, such as our coddled days in Antigua.