I don’t really quite know how to describe the feeling of panic that passes through you when you quite literally have the shit scared out of you. Traveling in third world countries breeds sickness. It’s just a fact of traveling, especially in Central America, that you’re going to get sick a few times.
But I wasn’t expecting the monkey.
It was bad enough to find a bathroom. I was in the Copán Ruinas in Honduras. I had seen the monkey a ways off when I first entered the area, and then I saw the bathroom. There were two stalls that looked throughly ransacked. I knew it had to be the monkey. The bins were knocked over and the entire toilet paper roll was in the bowl. I grabbed the paper from another stall and went in, carefully avoiding the damage. It wasn’t ideal, but I wasn’t in a position to be picky. Going to the bathroom in Central America is either a desperate emergency or nothing at all. I’m pretty sure Hellen Keller said that when she went to Central America. At least the water seemed to be working.
All of the sudden, the monkey was coming in under the door. I freaked out and stomped my feet. Looks like this time going to the bathroom was going to be nothing at all. Safe to say it was one of the more interesting experiences I’ve had in the past few weeks… when I came out the monkey then proceeded to basically corner us out of the area by making high pitched noises and following us. We hightailed it out of there.
Last week we left Antigua and arrived in El Tunco, El Salvador. It was our first walking across the border experience, which was pretty interesting. Although it was not so interesting to get stuck in the bus in traffic for over an hour. El Tunco is a really great beach on the Pacific Coast. I didn’t do much here besides swim, tan and read. Since I started reading The Goldfinch I was pretty addicted and didn’t do much partying, but if you’re looking for a cheap party beach, El Tunco is the way to go. It is the only place in the world I’ve ever seen a “guy’s night,” where any guy could drink for free for a few hours. But of course the ladies had even that beat, seeing as there were bars that had ladies night every night. The smoothies (only $2.50) along the beach were great, and the food options here were also a nice break from the traditional central american food of chicken, beans and rice. It was also strange to be using the American dollar again. Anna took some surfing lessons from a friend, because the waves on this beach are pretty intense, even for the best swimmers. But I always love a beautiful beach, and the sunsets here were something spectacular.
Now we are stopped over in Copán, Honduras for two nights to see the ruins and make our way over to the other side of the continent to go diving in Utila.