Colonial Heritage

Black Volcanic Beach

October 25-28

We spent the last night near the border with El Salvador. In the morning we showed up at the border crossing. It was a simple task to cross the border. Despite the lack of queues, it took two full hours. Salvadorans do not require any fees at the border, you just need to fill out a few documents. While in El Salvador, it was time to relax. We stayed in El Zonte on the Pacific coast.

Salvadoran Skateboarders::El Zonte, El Salvador::
Salvadoran Skateboarders
Rocky Shallows::El Zonte, El Salvador::
Rocky Shallows
El Zonte Beach #1::El Zonte, El Salvador::
El Zonte Beach #1

There are two official currencies in El Salvador, US dollar and bitcoin. Every beach bar accepts bitcoin, but the prices here are much higher than in neighboring Guatemala. Even though it is one of the most popular coastal towns in the country, El Zonte is visibly poor, only the main road is paved, all other streets are dirt roads. The days are very hot here. Even after sunset there is no breeze from the sea. The hot air just hangs motionless. Black volcanic sand and rocks is all you can expect here. El Zonte Beach is popular with wealthier Salvadorans and young amateur surfers from all over the world.

Salvadoran Surfer::El Zonte, El Salvador::
Salvadoran Surfer
Black Sand::El Zonte, El Salvador::
Black Sand
El Zonte Beach #3::El Zonte, El Salvador::
El Zonte Beach #3

After three days, we left Salvadoran vacation spot and headed east. Our goal was to spend the night near the Honduras border. That was because we had planned two border crossings for the next day. We wanted to reach Nicaragua. We knew from the past experience that it takes a long time. Right after sunset, we found ourselves in the village of Cerro Pelon, still in El Salvador. I walked around the village asking locals to park our jeep for the night. Almost everyone was willing to welcome us. Ultimately, I chose one of the "gardens". There was little difference, however, where we stopped. We parked between the sheds out of brick, metal or plank. Our surroundings were mystical. In the open-air "kitchens" flickering fires, thick smoke all around. The faint light of a single light bulb was coming from the inside of houses. Human silhouettes between the trees. Rubbish was everywhere, but luckily it was not clearly visible after dark. In such a place, we were culinary on our own, spaghetti as usual. After diner, we fell into a deep sleep in the clean sheets on the roof of our car.

El Zonte Shore::El Zonte, El Salvador::
El Zonte Shore
Parked between the sheds::Cerro Pelon, El Salvador::
Parked between the sheds

© 2021 Maciej Swulinski