The border post of Anguiatu isn’t very used by cars and travelers. It is an important commercial road though. For 10 minutes, I was passing a long line of trucks waiting for their inspection. Hookers were saying hi from a high balcony and others were walking between the trucks. It’s a merchandise transportation’s parallel economy we should say…
I exchange what I had left of Guatemalan quetzals for American dollars. El Salvador got rid of it’s own money for Uncle Sam’s one at he beginning of the 2000. Here, I’m not yelled « gringo » at like in Guatemala, but they simply take for granted in the discussions I’m United Statian. « And your family in United States? » I’m being asked. « When are you going back to Los Angeles? ». On what I’m answering: Continue reading