Fri 16 Oct 09 - Fri 16 Oct 09 65 °F
We arrive in Monterrico and we had no reservations and din't even know what to look for. We walk down the main street and head to the beach. We figured we can just find a hostel or hotel on the beach. While walking towards the beach I saw a gringa talking in English to this Guatemalan. Excellent. I run back to talk to them and turns out that Sender, the Guatemalan guy, works at the tourist information office so he recommended a couple of places for us. El Delphin, $5 a night, no AC, a padlock on the door, uncomfortable mattress, stained sheets, shared bathrooms BUT right on the beach with hammocks everywhere. Done and done! We put our things in the room and we set out to grab dinner.
Sender was talking to a couple of people at our hotel. Richard said "those people are dutch. I can tel from their accent". So he started talking to them and I chatted with Sender. He told us about the sea turtles and the mangrove sunset ride. Both sounded pretty exciting. He actually joined us for dinner that evening and we got to know him.
Sender's mom took him across the border to California on foot when he was 3 years old. She gets shot by gang members when he was 13 and he ended up on the street and became a gang member himself. Things got pretty bad for him and he was shot a couple of times. When he was 17 he decided to return to Guatemala. He came to Monterrico, starting working and eventually bought a small house in Monterrico. He loves meeting tourists and he loves living in Monterrico. What an interesting dude!