Down and Dirty Down South

Road trips are always fun but add crossing country borders and you get a whole new type of excitement.

-How far to San Salvador?´ we ask the man walking downt he side of the highways

-really far

-really? How far?

-about 20 min.

-oh, okay.

45 min later

(to another rando on the side of the road)

-How far to San Salvador?

-Oh god, like 1.5 hours or so...

-shit, okay, thanks.

2 hours later, dripping with sweat as we are reminded we are once again in a tropical country, we arrive- somehow without a map or an address to our destination.

AIESEC El Salvador lives up to Central Americas reputation of kick ass aiesecers.

With a party till 5am we hoped in the car and drove to the beach to see the sun rise.

I walked an indutrial fishing peir at 545 am. It was so busy you´d think it were 12 noon.

We crashed on the beach around 630 or so, me to be woken up by...

-KATY! KATY!

I open my eye to find myself sweating balls baking in the 8am sun. Slowly turn around to see E train yelling from where the car is parked a ways back pointing frantically down the beach to my left.

I turn my head to see at least 13 cows running, quite fast might i add, right for me.

I shot up and bolted down the beach, sparkly top ,skinny jeans and all.

A day of pool lounging, coconut drinking, and bitches bitches playing with aiesec el salvador finished up the weekend before a tiring 5 hour drive home back to guate.

More people need to go on traineeships.