Playa Tunco

Another terribly difficult day of surfing, laying around in hammocks, walking the beach at sunset and drinking dollar beers. Much of what my last week has been at the Papaya Lodge in Playa Tunco, El Salvador. With only a few more days left of my c. america adventures, I must soon bid farewell and head back to "my" reality...Maui. I had originally planned on heading to Patagonia and Peru, but my lack of proper planning made it a little on the unsafe and expensive side.

Almost everyone I've met at the Lodge always says, "You live in Maui, why the hell did you come here?" Yep, don't know, just another adventure.

With almost every ammenity at your fingertips, backed by mangroves, hammocks that swing over the river, and a friendly monkey named Pablo. Papaya lodge has been my favorite oasis in c. america. I'm yet to see a day of rain and there has been no shortage of waves, although the paddle out to the lineup feels like 2 miles. I've also made friends from Whistler, Berlin, Switzerland, Australia, and Vermont.

Last night I joined a little salvador feast for the homecoming of Papaya, who is the most famous surfer in the country. He'd been in Portugal for a competition, while his wife ran the lodge. I gave the women the rest of my maui key chains.

The sunset last night was beautiful and I joined my new friend from Whistler for a little hula hoopin!

Off to the market in La Libertad. Will write again soon. Ciao