Hand-paved streets, an endearing main square, and mountain views greeted us as we bounced into Juayua. Juayua (pronounced “Why-You-Uh”) is a small town at the heart of El Salvador’s Ruta de las Flores, a string of quaint, coffee-producing mountain towns. After asking around, we checked into a hostel/coffeehouse hybrid. The front parlor was a chic, minimalist coffeehouse featuring local beans; the back was a charming, … Continue reading Juayua, El Salvador: Mountains, Coffee, Food, and Waterfalls
I stood shivering in the stifling heat of early morning Managua. It was 5 AM and my shivers had nothing to do with the temperature. I was quivering with anxiety as I waited for my bus to El Salvador to pull into the station. My snap decision to go to El Salvador was looking more and more harebrained the closer I got to the hour of … Continue reading ¡Bienvenidos a El Salvador!
If you’ve been following my travels through Central America, you’ve probably noticed that the last few months have been a consistent stream of upbeat and enthusiastic posts. It may even seem disingenuous — how can somebody travel for over a month straight and have only glowing reviews of their experience? Admittedly part of that is in the storytelling. The lackluster days and lukewarm meals don’t … Continue reading Hungover, Limping, and Half-Blind: How My Travel Troubles Began