I entered El Salvador at the Guatemalan Border near La Hachadura, early in the morning on the 14.01.2006. I rode straight on to 'La Libertad'. There were lots of little ups and downs along the coast above the rocky cliff face. Buying cooldrinks along the way from locals which usually gave me a gift for my journey such as a banana or crisps.
left: (14.01.06) The tropical coastline in El Salvador - hot and humid. The beaches are nearly deserted because not many tourists have yet discovered the beauty of this country due to previous wars and problems. Are you a beach bum and want to do some good surfing? Want to go hiking in the beautiful mountains? then come to El Salvador!
right: The 'CA 2' or better known as the Pan-American highway is great in El Salvador. The roads are much better and wider than in Mexico.
left: It is hot and humid every day in El Salvador. A sweaty ride!
right: The beachfront in 'La Libertad'. Many delicious seafood restaurants are scattered along the front, just perfect after a long day of cycling.
left: sunset on the pier together with fishermen in La Libertad (16.01.2006)
right: typical scene along the road in El Salvador. Adverts and telephone lines always come into the picture! Glass and sugarcane lies everywhere along the roadside...one constantly has to swerve out of the way or stop and take out another piece of glass which has penetrated the tire.
El Salvador is highly over populated but it does have many areas with wonderful scenery. The country is full of volcanoes!
right: The border bridge over the river separating El Salvador from Honduras (19.01.2006).
HONDURAS
left: The Pan- American highway through Honduras. The shoulder on the side of the road is not always safe due to potholes, loose gravel and an awful amount of glass from bottles thrown out of the bus windows. Sometimes these bottles fly just past your head!!
right: (20.01.06) My 'iron horse' is not the slowest 'thing' on the road! The Pan-American highway through Honduras also has slower traffic, such as ox, donkey and horse pulled carts! I met Arend, a German cyclist coming up from Costa Rica. He has been the only cyclist that I have met on the road, since Matt and I departed in Guatemala.
My trip through Honduras was short, only 134 km. After 1 1/2 days of cycling I already stood at the Nicaraguan border. Time to change money again, again the money dealing adventure on the black market, nearly as bad as purchasing a rug in Morocco! The black market is the best place to change money if you know the exact exchange rate for that day, check the money, recount and readvise the guy that he has not given you enough! They definitely try and cheat!!