Category — Surf

Desayuna Tipico

Hola Todos,

Saturday… El Sabado…

The weekend crowds are back. A new swell is starting to show on the outside of the point, and the weekend locals are dropping in mercilessly on the turistas. It’s a good morning to have a big breakfast (desayuna tipico salvadoreno), drink coffee, listen to the birds and watch los payasos en las olas. Today will be a midday surf session, when it clears out. Besides, after that breakfast, I couldn’t possibly lay on mi tabla and paddle without tasting it again.

A typical breakfast is scrambled eggs, refried black beans, a hunk of queso fresco, a fried plantain and some sort of bread. Muy delicioso. Don’t forget the cafe con leche!

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Hola Todos Personas!

I think today I will write a frequently asked questions email. It’s a scorching hot humid day – hotter and more humid and less wind than yesterday – so I’m going to burn some time on the terminal de internet.

Question 1. How is the localism/how does one navigate through the locals while surfing?

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La Libertad, El Salvador

Hey Everyone,

Ha! You’re going to have to hear from me again! I suppose you can delete these emails if they get too monotonous. The AC just feels too good – and the $1 an hour to use the internet is well worth it!

Yesterday I did not surf, or go out in the sun for that matter. My skin and shoulders thank me today. Aside from heading into town, spent most of the day reading in a hammock and ´talking shop´ with the other surf travelers here (1 Kiwi, 2 Canucks, 2 Ozzies, 2 Gringos).

So I did go into Puerto La Libertad, to look for an ATM and get groceries (this place has an open communal kitchen(!)). La Libertad is the town you are most likely to get mugged in. It was Sunday, so it was crowded! There was a fish market set up under tarps on the pier (with waves peeling off Punta Roca in the background), and a couple streets had vendors set up – a very busy open air market.

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El Roca Peña, Sunzalito

Thurday, May 3

4:30am comes early. Getting up early has always been the weak link of whatever I´m doing. I´ve missed classes, been late to work, missed surf trips…

Could I really be bargaining with myself for more sleep? All I had to do was get up, grab my backpack and boardbag, and make it to the shuttle stop by 4:55am. I would be leaving San Francisco International at 7am. Two weeks of warm-water surf, and all I had to do was jump through a few travel hoops…

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