We've left sweaty Leon, after a delicious sandwich from the gorgeous bakery called bread and peace ( pan y paz). We headed for the fishing village of Las Penitas 20 km's down the road.
Turns out it's a delight - roaring waves, dirty volcanic sand and not a soul in sight.
Got to be honest and fess up that I haven't really done too much exploring. As soon as we arrived at Quetzal Playa, our hotel, my eyes were drawn to a book titled ' The Full Montezuma - around central america with the girl next door'. It's now 5pm I'm half way through and i haven't laughed this much since the ' bowling shane' night with Helen and Rachel.
Our travel writer is a very funny Australian called Peter Moore, and reading it I have to say I feel we should meet. He's totally on my wavelength. Wonderfully sarcastic, a bit cruel, takes the piss - he's generally ace. A particular passage about him being accosted by a drunk at a bus intersection in Guatemala particularly chuckled me:-
' you are going to all the wrong places' says the drunk. You should come to my village. We have everything you could ever want there. Onions, broccoli, potatoes'
' I made the mistake of interrupting and telling him that if I'd wanted to see a selection of fruit and vegetables I could have simply wandered down to my local supermarket'
Book to be continued, I wonder if he does end up with the girl next door?
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