Return to West El Salvador

Home Away from Home

Fun waves!

Fun waves!

Two 13 hour bus journeys, two border crossings and a fading hangover later, Nathan and I arrived at our destination, a fishing village in West El Salvador. Back to my concrete cell above a shop, with a balcony overlooking my favourite wave, pupusas stuffed with various lava hot fillings and the best fruit salads of my trip. With pretty consistent waves, and cool locals, this was the perfect spot to settle down for a while for some cheap living.

Surfing the point small but fun during the first week, it was all about healthy living ready for the monster forecast swell the following week.  The locals, knowing how accident prone I was, suggested to Nathan that he slip me a sleeping pill during the forecast swell, so as to avoid any further incidents with the infamous boulders that form El Salvadors dream wave. The swell arrived, smaller than predicted, but still pretty sizey for me, and of course it did not pass without a few scrapes. Day one, paddling back out after one of the biggest waves of my trip, I got cleaned up, snapped my leggy and had to swim in, scramble in over the rocks and rescue my poor battered favourite board. I then spent the rest of that swell surfing a new board that I still hadn’t quite figured out yet. Gutted.

Stoked that the Italian legend Matteo (aka The Italian Local) was still bopping around, super animated and funnier than ever, and later joined by two of the most entertaining characters from the start of my trip in Nicaragua, Ozzie surfies Rohan and Tommy, there was never a dull moment in or out of the water.  With not many budget surfers staying in town, we entertained ourselves with trips to the HUGE supermarket (a novelty on a trip like this!), turned our balcony into a living room, played with plasticine and made the odd trip up the coast to party.

We stuck around for a second big swell which didn’t line up quite as we all hoped but we got waves every day, often crowded and sometimes onshore. I couldn’t have asked for better people to surf with, they called me into waves, laughed at my many wipeouts and gave me a nod of approval  if I did something right. Legends!

Almost one month surfing the point, which was consistent but not always epic, it was time to move on and get away from the ever increasing crowds. Tommy was off to Mexico and Nathan, Rohan and I, a man down, headed to East El Salvador. Back to the forest and another of my favourite waves.

Mexico to El Salvador: 2 back-to-back 13 hour bus journeys!

Mexico to El Salvador: 2 back-to-back 13 hour bus journeys!

Fun waves!

Fun waves!

Nathan playtime.

Nathan playtime.

The first big swell...

The first big swell…

Lining up!

Lining up!

A big day...pre snapped leggy!

A big day…pre snapped leggy!

The board room.

The board room.

Thanks for my new Ola Chica bikini...just the right amount of cheek!!

Thanks Ola Chica for my new surf bikini…just the right amount of cheek!!

A different view.

A different view.

Walk to the point.

Nathan…walk to the point.

Post surf fresh young coconut...perfect!

Post surf fresh young coconut…perfect!

Foamy fun.

Foamy fun.

Old mate hahahaha (Nathan)

Bring one ozzie ripper to town and you’re not too popular with the locals…

Another two ozzie rippers hit town...and im not so popular with the locals!

…bring another two and you’re really in the bad books! (for a while)

Nathan

Nathan

Tommy

Tommy

Rohan

Rohan

Best fruit salads of my trip!! Yum!!

Best fruit salads of my trip!! Yum!!

Second big swell!

Second big swell!

Nathan...big day!

Nathan…big day!

Best seats in town!

Best seats in town!

The fishermans pier taking a beating.

The fishermans pier taking a beating.

Tommy sneaking in a big onshore solo surf!

Tommy sneaking in a big onshore solo surf!

Tommy

More Tommy…

Rohan barrrel time...

Rohan barrrel time…

Emma

Emma

Chill time on the balcony of chairs!

Chill time on the balcony of chairs!

Flat day fun!

Flat day fun!

Colourful concrete sea creatures.

Colourful concrete sea creatures.

The Malecon

The Malecon

Looking up...

Looking up…

Matteo aka The Italian Local in his rat infested pad.

Matteo aka The Italian Local in his rat infested pad.

The shop below and its many many many snacks!

The shop below and its many many many snacks!

A trip north.

A trip north.

Nathan

Nathan

Rowheee...

Rowheee…

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