quick summary

Here's Kenny cutting my hair, Chris peeing, me crossing into Guatemala, and Arlette crossing into El Salvador.

New Journey

This morning finds me in the town of Managua, Nicaragua, where buses converge and auto-hotels abound. Pochomil, on the coast, is 1.5 hours away, and I´m hoping to get to surf today. Don´t really know anything about anywhere I go these days, so all I plan on is finding another little pocket of circumstances to experience.
This started as another surf trip, this time directly to Barra de la Cruz in southern Oaxaca, Mexico. After driving all day from LA to and from San Diego to grab Victor´s epoxy board, I missed the 1am flight that Kenny and his friend Chris were on out of LAX. Relaxed with my mom until 2am and then packed under the influence of a few wondrous substances while mom snored for a refreshing 3 hours in her room. Candace explained the housing crisis and I think a lot finally stuck while she drove me to the airport for my 6:45 flight to Huatulco, Mexico.
On the plane I met a guy named Ross from Oceanside who was getting a ride to Barra from his Cousin who ended up being a dude I met last time I was at Barra. Ross ended up being a super styilish surfer who could play a mean blues harp.