Leon

Leon was hot. Extremely hot. Unbearably hot, at times. But we made the best of it, and used what energy we had to explore the city.

Border to Border

Sometimes when I arrive and meet up with the Belgians (now the Belgians and French) we compare stories, and they'd have had the much better travel experience, like when I got stuck on the horrible road to Semuc Champey. Other times, it was better for me, whether because of bus conditions or because I was able to see a bit more than them. Arriving in Nicaragua was the latter.

El Tunco

I'm going to be honest, I have almost no pictures from El Tunco. I think after I explain what I did while I was there, the reasons will become clear.

Ruta de Flores

I had split from the Belgians in San Pedro, and they had taken a looooong bus ride straight to El Tunco in El Salvador, which they'd be using as their home base for excursions to other parts of the country. For me, though, I decided that I wanted to see the Ruta de Flores on the west side of the country before meeting up with them, because I wanted to be able to do it with the freedom of the motorcycle. So I spent some time researching the cities, and plotted a route.

Another Test

I don't like retracing my tracks. If I can take a different way out of town than I took in, I'm happier. So when I saw Google Maps was recommending I leave San Pedro by the south side of the lake, I was happy. A new road to see, some new towns to go through, not just the same things I'd seen on the way in.

My enthusiasm was premature.