|Chris and I celebrate with the locals at El Salvador's soccer win over Costa Rica|
I remember the scene in "Eat, Pray, Love" where Julia Roberts enjoys a televised soccer game in an Italian piazza surrounded by locals and fellow expats. They all jump up and down and celebrate together when Italy scored the winning goal.
This scene inspired me. I wanted to experience such a communal activity in my world travels!
Well, imagine my happy surprise when I learned that the Latin American soccer championships would be played less than a mile from our anchorage right here in El Salvador!
|I even became a face painter!|
OK, OK, it wasn't normal soccer -- it was beach soccer (a growing sport), but it was a big deal here in El Salvador -- nationally televised in prime time.
A group of us walked the half mile to the constructed beach stadium and had a ball! Unfortunately the game was sold out, but just outside of the entrance was a grainy TV with tons of chairs all around for communal viewing of the game (Just like Julia Roberts!). Mission accomplished! :-)
In other news, we took a trip into the nearby Salvadorian town of Zacatecoluca a few days ago with Ben and JP of "Jace."
The boys fantasize about buying machetes --
evidently they see much rain forest bushwacking in our immediate future.
Fortunately they thought better of it and laid down their arms...for now.
|This was an interesting sight under the bars of an impoverished Salvadorian home. What to make of it?|
|This adorable baby rests on a bed of greens for sale in the Zacatecoluca mercado. Parsley, anyone?|
|A rather rustic and small volleyball net in the center of town|
|And of course, there's a soccer field. Not the low-tech goals, sans nets|
|A simple family dwelling on the island|
|Another island home|
|It was literally raining mangos in this wild grove on the island|
|Our wild mango booty|
|The Man Tree? (There goes my PG rating for the blog...)|
|We found this old broken cassette of Christian music (in English) on the ground in a distant corner of the island. Evidently there have been missionaries in this remote outpost as well...|
|Fishing provides the basic sustenance of the islanders|
|Another humble island home|
|A pretty little Isla Cordoncillo beach|
|This little beauty was my official introduction to tropical wildflowers.|
I have no idea what species she is -- but she's lovely, isn't she?
One last thing: I've updated the name of this blog to "Diary of a Wimpy Cruiser" -- because I AM wimpy. I'm Dorothy, the Small and the Meek. I'm afraid alot. It's how I've always been. I worry. About my loved ones. Maybe I even worry about YOU. I worry about global warming. About the mast coming down. About my fellow cruisers LIKING me (how pathetic is that?!?!?!?!?).
So on this trip, I seek courage. And self-reliance. I'm finding it, I think. It comes in fits and starts. Anyway, the journey continues...thanks for coming along!