Isle Beach
The following pictures are a combination of our two free weekends during training. I’ll have you all know that I single handedly organized both trips…why? Because people are lame and if I don’t do it nothing will get done…and because I am my father’s son, The Guia (The Guide).
The first set shows the secluded isle of Tasajera. It was an quiet island with only us and the propieters, we had a blast, as you can tell. This was the 1st time we actually had the opportunity to all hang together since pre-training in Virginia, we talked a lot, drank a little, and well, you know. I of course did not take part in any of it…I LOVE YOU MOM!!!
The second set is of the beach, El Tunco (which happens to mean pig up here in the 3rd world) due to a rock formations which they say resembles the more commonly known, cerdo (pig). It was here in El Tunco where I went surfing for the first time in my life…I fell in love with it…and I feel many more times than that and almost died on several occasions. There happened to be a “rave” in El Tunco so we experienced the Salvadorian raver scene…which seemed to be the same 99-2000 raver scene that I remember (man I’m getting old). I also met some Salvadorian yuppies which was fun, all decked out in their 80’s drab and screaming, “fuck yeah” every 5 minutes…we left after one of the friends accused the other of loosing her phone and they started to get in a heated argument…oh, it was just like LA!
Your Affectionate Volunteer,
SCRUTAPE
The first set shows the secluded isle of Tasajera. It was an quiet island with only us and the propieters, we had a blast, as you can tell. This was the 1st time we actually had the opportunity to all hang together since pre-training in Virginia, we talked a lot, drank a little, and well, you know. I of course did not take part in any of it…I LOVE YOU MOM!!!
The second set is of the beach, El Tunco (which happens to mean pig up here in the 3rd world) due to a rock formations which they say resembles the more commonly known, cerdo (pig). It was here in El Tunco where I went surfing for the first time in my life…I fell in love with it…and I feel many more times than that and almost died on several occasions. There happened to be a “rave” in El Tunco so we experienced the Salvadorian raver scene…which seemed to be the same 99-2000 raver scene that I remember (man I’m getting old). I also met some Salvadorian yuppies which was fun, all decked out in their 80’s drab and screaming, “fuck yeah” every 5 minutes…we left after one of the friends accused the other of loosing her phone and they started to get in a heated argument…oh, it was just like LA!
Your Affectionate Volunteer,
SCRUTAPE
1 Comments:
dude your abs f'n rock! keep it up pimp. i'm proud of you niga'!
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