Trip to El Salvador

Every trip to El Salvador includes going to the beach and eating as many pupusas as one can handle and this time we even had pollo campero at the beach for lunch. The home is a relaxing place my mom and dad built for our family. I am one who thinks it should be sold because it is hardly ever used and the up keep is expensive but my mom does not believe in letting go of things too easy.

Every five years a new President is elected in El Salvador so I wanted to do my civiv duty and at the same time visit my sister and her family and my mom who was also going to travel from Mexico to vote in this election. I was hoping that Salvadorans would make the right choice but it didn't happen. On March 9 2013 The left wind of rebels won again and they will always manage somehow to win every election because once they are in, they change laws to stay in power. The outcome was too close to call even the night after all the votes were counted. Both candidates claimed victory and the loosing candidate wanted a recount because there was some evidence of fraud and that is why we went out to do a "marcha." to no avail. Once it was over, we would accept the results but they never agree in recounting the votes.

 I had just been to Chile to see José Ignacio's grave and wanted very much to see mamá Hilda's grave as well. I didn't know seven people had been buried there. Even a brother of Lolita and Supi. My grandma had bought eight sites to be used by family members. I am amazed there is only one slot left. This is a tender tipic for me but I sometimes wonder where would my mom want to be buried. I asked her one time and she said, wherever I get to die and now she lives with either Mari or Vane so that means is going to be either in Miami or México, who knows. I hope we don't get to worry about that for a long time.