"Anticipation, I suppose, sometimes exceeds realization."
Amelia Earhart
Surrounded by luggage, pulling out of the driveway, I immediately felt the loss of leaving Casa Fuego and friendships forged in Costa Rica. I will miss the wonderful warm silky offshore breezes, the throaty early morning cries of the howler monkeys. The never ending waves and having the time plus vantage to watch the perpetual cycle of sunrise and sunset. A simple existence of school, sustenance, sand, surf and sky. A cherished month. Yet I was excited to see what El Salvador would be. True to form the day of departure Josh lost another tooth. This is starting to become a routine.
Arriving into El Salvador seemed as incongruous as to our decision to come here. No great fanfare, just a slight wait at customs only to find out that our surfboards would be flying in the following day. Of course, we saw them on the tarmac. Of course the Taca reps in Costa Rica promised they would be loaded. Oh well, not much to do about it now. Herding our small stampede of suitcases towards the exit sign, I hesitated momentarily wondering what adventures lay ahead.
"Once more on my adventure brave and new."
Robert Browning
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