Wake up the next morning look at the weather on the computer it says thunderstorms I’m like well I’ll be Damn I don’t  hear shit I go outside and sure as Shit it’s 90 degrees and fucking beautiful I pack up get my bike out Of there garage (night before the owner was kind enough to let me Park my bike in his personal garage) and head to the beach. My hotel was in  LA

San Salvador Hollywood Sign ha

union which is 30min from Honduras border there’s a beach town call Playa El Cuco  about 30 min from La Union so heading for the beach for the day and make my way to my hotel at night. I arrive in El cuco which was just 2hrs from the city and just putting around not sure which way to go when a green truck with surf board out the back asked in American accent where I’m going I say Argentina he said no tonight I said my hotel was in LA union but want to hang at the beach he said follow me to my place u can grab lunch there so I follow him up this gravel road and after about 15mins I pull into these gates where this guy has this fucking awesome little surfer beach resort. He bullshit with me about my trip gave me tips on how to sell it in Argentina and says I can stay at his little resort for 25$ a night and mentioned I should cancel my other hotel and tonight I’ll have a driver drive us to San Miguel and we will go to some

Beach Time

clubs. So I said eh I’ll see cause I paid 115$ for my hotel in LA union and they said I couldn’t cancel it.  So start talking with this guy more while my balls and ass are out changing from my riding Gear into shorts at his entrance I dig for sandals he says Fuck them go barefoot so that I do talking with this guy more come to find out he sold some investment properties right before the crash and made a million so he said Fuck I can live in the states an hustle my ass off to make another million and/or go broke or say Fuck American and live my dream on

What a surprising Gem… Thanks Tom

a beach so he said he bought as much beachfront property here in El Salvador as he could and says now I’m living the dream I got money in a country that’s not ran by money so I can do whatever the Fuck I want. Truly inspiring words cause I don’t want to work to make a million but I do want to get the hell out of America nor live in any first world country and without jinxing myself hopefully by Jan I know if my own dream will come true in a 3rd world country. So we walk towards the beach he hands me a menu and sure as Shit I hear Dan I look over to my right and it’s the god damn Australia couple I just met 2 days ago in Antigua Guatemala. He said well I guess u don’t need  me go sit with them. I have a seat grab some beers offer them a round but they said we got yoga at 4 but after were in so I order beer food and start talking again with the ausi couple. Eventually the owner Tom (is his name) says want to try and cancel your reservation can use the computer at the main desk. So i call the hotel in LA union they said it’s okay to cancel i call hotels.com they said sorry it’s no cancellation policy I said I spoke with the hotel they said it’s okay lady on the phone said OK I’ll call the hotel so she gets back on the line said yeah no problem you will be fully refunded. I inform Tom were good he said OK talk with the registration desk and they will get u room and I’ll meet you back around 8-830 and me and my girl will take u to San Miguel. I head to the bar where I meet more ausi ( fun fact Australia is the furthest thing from anywhere they can’t drive to Shit there money’s not worth Shit and these fuckers travel non Stop – so if your saying you dont have money to travel what is your real excuse) who started talking to me cause they saw my bike it was a group of them said they came to meet up with there friend who is running from Mexico city to Panama city.  Yeah fucking running granted he is not going to Argentina like me and the bicycle guys are but he is RUNNING they said he has a little chariot that he is pulling behind him with his sleeping Shit water and whatever else. I’m incredibly blown away by this so I talk with him for another hour at least. By the time I know it tom comes and says you ready let’s go. Now Tom is probably easily mid 50s and his girl is 22 he tells me you can’t be old like me in the states and have a 22yr old gf. I give him props laugh bullshit and drink the whole 45min drive to San Miguel. We Go to 3 bars and one strip club which was his gf idea she said I love strip clubs I had a great time out Tom introduced me to everyone he knew met some few other english speaking guys that sounded american but live there in El Salvador but around midnight they were starting to act old not drinking hard and we find our way back to his hotel and calling it a early night…

Amazing sunset at this beautiful beach front property