Today I was fortunate to polish my sketchy knowledge of the resistance forces during El Salvador’s civil war in the 1980s, and what those brave people accomplished in the hills is a testimony to their tenacity.
It’s complicated. There were many years of struggle In the previous decades.
With the help of one of the guerilla leaders, Rafael, I learned of his role starting when he was only 16 years old. He met our group in the village of Cinquera, the stronghold, and shared the situation the people faced in the country.
I’ll tell stories about this amazing soft-spoken man at another time and how the village is progressing today.
Of course, there are two sides to the civil war, but I’ll leave that topic for now.
Later in the afternoon in Suchitoto I attended a performance of Carmen by the Ballet of El Salvador as part of the town’s cultural festival. It was one of those lucky unexpected opportunities when traveling that you take advantage to immerse into the culture thanks to your Tour Director. Music speaks a universal language.
Oh, I closed out the day by having a delicious pupusa on the lively square filled with happy folks relishing the last couple hours before the end of the weekend. Why not? My bill for one pupusa and a bottle of water- $1.50.