We're not in Guatemala anymore. We're in El Salvador, sorta struggling to keep it together after a serious volcano undertaking and a couple of bad tamales. Our legs are garbage and our insides jumbled. Couple pounds lighter just in time for the beautiful beaches of El Salvador. As we examined the traverler's diarrhea meds this morning Aidan said, "I'm no doctor, but we are traveling and, well..." Some logic you just can't argue with. I almost blacked out at Immigrations and Aidan, for maybe the first time ever, cut a surf session short for fear of tossing his cookies right into the lineup. All good though, we'll keep you posted as we slowwwwly work our way down the coast, XO.