Today’s blog is of casual shots I took on the way to, and from, a trip to Chalatenango two weekends ago. The photos are very descriptive, so I’m going to “let the pictures do the talking” for the most part, with a little narration. ( Rhymes with ‘let your fingers do the walking’, doesn’t it? For pp too young to know what that means, just wiki it – the rest of us will enjoy remembering that jingle from the good old days. ). Ok, and one thing while you’re reading, you can CLICK A PICTURE TO ENLARGE. I can tell from the statistics you’re not doing that enough, so start clickin’.
We start our photo journey near the center of San Salvador, at the Tiendona.
This photo shows a lot about what happens around the Tiendona and markets in El Salvador. Starting on the left, a man in a beige/brown shirt is pushing a type of cart. Then a street sweeper with a blue barrel – if you look closely you can see his broom looks like a home-made country type of broom. Street sweepers all over El Salvador use those type. The lady in the khaki shorts looks almost American. What’s SHE doing at the Tiendona? The red truck with veggies in back, and a man carrying numerous ladies purses and bags. Many vendors carry items on their backs, shoulders, and off of belts on their waist. And finally, the white truck on the right is a typical commercial truck used for hauling agricultural goods.
Here is an example of what’s seen all over El Salvador – people carrying things on their heads and shoulders, hauling & pushing things.
|Here’s the guy in the picture form above – look at
how much he’s pushing!
These guys knew I had a camera and started smiling, but I was driving , so couldn’t catch them well without having an accident. They’re driving northward away from the city, looks like they went to the Tiendona market, too.
This pickup driver is a patriot of his country and Jesus – it says “El Salvador is for Christ.” All the way to the right we see part of a Minutas cart. Minutas are shaved ice with flavorings and fruits poured over it, and are well known here. The sign above the truck tells us how far we are from Guazapa, Aguilares, Chalatenango, and the Frontier with Honduras, “El Poy” – I’m still a good hour away from the cow pastures of our place in Chalatenango.
Ok, now I’m on my way BACK from Chalatenango. My husband showed me how to fish with an ‘atarraya’ while I was there, but that’s another blog we’ll talk about later. Here’s a picture of my favorite tree in El Salvador: the Conacaste. In Aguilares, off the Truncal del Norte (route 4N). These stately trees become very large, as seen in this picture, but the leaves are small and almost delicate. See the truck on the lower left? Blue barrels are full of milk that they’re bringing into the city.
Right below the Conacaste is hand-painted graffiti, with is a message written in protest: “The Dams are Death. No to the Cimarron,” which is a hydroelectric dam project which began a few years back, causing a lot of controversy in Chalatenango. If that dam goes up, our river we swim and fish in is hosed. Last I heard Funes had “suspended” the project, but it could get picked up again down the road. El Salvador wants to maintain energy independence, and as its population grows, begins to have difficulties in keeping energy costs down. We need more windmills and solar panels, but we also need farmland for veggies and agricultural products. Look at the map and you’ll see not a lot of room for either.
That’s all for now. Have a wonderful day.