Hey I have an idea - Let's go to El Salvador!

Hello again readers - So I know that I just updated like 4 hours ago but I think that I need to recap what we did this weekend. The big group of students got split into three groups. Pai, Liam and Kristen went to Coban and Semuc Champey for the weekend and I will let them tell you about their adventures out there. Megan, Kina and Nick stayed around the lake and got some diving and touring done. Then the rest of us - Me, Christina, Shannon, Mitch, Lisa and Chris - all took Friday off and traveled down to El Salvador to see what they could offer us for the weekend. The following is a list of things that happened in no particular order. If you're really bored, see if you can put them in order and get back to me on it:

-"Lisa, keep shakin that ass girl"
-Los Cobanos, it looks like paradise online but it was really a fisherman's wharf.
-Being pelted with rocks from the tide in the Pacific Ocean
-Enjoying a beautiful sunset during a typical El Salvadorean meal which is basically seafood.
-Chris being called out by a Cuban lady when he tried to explain he knew little Spanish by saying "mi espanol pequeno" and she took it as "pequeno, poquito y corto pene". Don't worry - we backed him up by saying it was grande.
-Neil being called out by the same Cuban lady to go up and dance with her and failing to shake his hips because I have no skillz.
-Start drinking at 4pm because we had nothing better to do.
-Ordered lunch and waited for 2.5 hours until we actually got it.
-Riding in the back of a pick-up truck to get from one town to the next.
-Laying out by the pool for 8 hours and applying so much sunscreen on Lisa's back that I'm pretty sure she came back more pale than she started out.
-Mitch the asshole, since he didn't notify the owner of the hotel that he was sitting on the beach with his surfboard instead of actually surfing and the owner thought he was pretty much dead.
-Chris, Lisa, Christina and myself desnudarse-ing in the pool at 2am
-Chris, Lisa, Christina and myself being absolutely and ridiculously drunk at 1:59am
-Watching Cuban dancers shake their stuff and being absolutely mesmerized and in awe.
-Lonny our guide who pretty much sucked up to us the whole trip but was a blessing since he toured us all around La Libertad and made sure we were safe.
-Christina continuing to repeat that Chris' package was glorious.
-Grandma Shannon...who went to bed at 8pm.
-Going to La Libertad with the intention that we were going to a reggae festival but instead we ended up partying with locals.
-Dancing to "Everybody" by the Backstreet Boys and being the first americans ever to visit a discoteca in La Libertad.
-Mitch dancing with a local all night and not looking too happy about it all night.
-Bubbles and smoke machine on the floor in the discoteca which made it that much cheesier. Oh did I forgot to mention that it took place in a garage?
-Chris electocuting himself in an attempt to turn off the pool lights so that he could desnudarse.
-Praying and crossing our fingers that Los Cobanos didn't look like its surroundings which included mud, swamp and shacks. We didn't luck out.
-Paso Misterioso, basically it was incline where we parked the car in neutral at the bottom of the hill and instead of letting gravity do its normal thing, we went UP THE HILL. It was very crazy.
-Going through 400Q in phone minutes in 2 hours because of roaming and international charges. Lame.
-Awesome "family room" with a king size bed, 3 singles and a couch. Oh - and agua calienteeee.
-Paying 19 dollars for a bottle of rum, bottle of vodka, 3L of pepsi and a gallon of orange juice. Baller.

So that pretty much sums up our weekend - lots of ridiculousness but we had a good time. On the trip back to Lake Atitlan we were all pretty tired and most of us got a lil sick to our stomachs since the whole ride was REALLY hot and humid and it just didn't mix well with all the bumpiness of the roads and turns. But we made it back okay and are ready to start another week of clinic before we head out to next adventure - Tikal!

Adios,
Neil