Scott and I decided to venture back to El Lago on Saturday. On our own. We were gonna walk there and catch the bus on the way back. I was kinda wary about walking there b/c we don't have a map and we had only been there once (being dropped off by Mario, Sr.).
So, we're walking. In town, the bus to the lake passes us by going the other way so we definitely knew the buses were running. Score. We continue beyond the main street and cross the overpass above the main highway. You sure we're going the right way, Scott? We were walking for about 20 minutes or so and the Coatepeque bus hadn't passed us.
Random moment: There was a bright orange hatchback that passed us and a guy leaning out of the window whistles and then says something in Spanish. Scott- What did he say? Me: I have no idea. Maybe $5 for a blow job, lady? But maybe he was commenting on my defined calf muscles. I did work out before we left for the lake.
Later when Scott asks me what I was thinking on the walk over, I tell him, "This guy has no F****** clue where we're going." Thankfully, the bus finally comes and drops us off lakeside. We stop at a small store, Scott wanted a cold dessert, and I needed some soda. The lady asked if I was native to El Salvador and I say no. She said I have similar skin tone to the people here but ojos diferentes. I imagine if Joe were here, he'd be sure to interpret that as, She just told you that you have chinky eyes.
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