Tuesday, 30 October 2018

Day 208 - Suchitoto To Ataco

Today we leave Suchitoto to go to Ataco, we share a joke about eating a taco in Ataco. Haha, we're hilarious!
It is finally confirmed, I am sick. My throat is painful, I have small pustules visible back there, my glands are swollen & also very sore. I've got a temperature, my joints & muscles hurt, my eyes are hot, my eyelids are heavy, as is my head which hurts as well.
Tom & I go to the pharmacist & get some antibacterial lozenges with some local anaesthetic to use in conjunction with the butadiene throat gargle & paracetamol. Ive got plenty of antibiotics on hand that I can use if needed, but right now I think its just viral.



We go to a local restaurant that Ronnie has recommended & I eat some sort rice for breakfast. This is effort enough & we return to the hotel. We have to check out at 11am & leave Suchitoto at 2pm, which leaves me sitting in an uncomfortable rocking chair, waiting for the time to pass. 

The journey to Ataco takes 4 hours & it absolutely buckets down with rain. Outside the sky is very dark & the thunder seems to follow us for most of the journey. Half of the group is doing an optional hike, so the van is fairly empty in comparison to how it normally is. I take full advantage of this & spread out & pass out. 


When we arrive in Ataco, we check into our rooms, again it's a hotel situation, no dorms or sharing!
The hotel has a really nice courtyard with a water fountain & we see hummingbirds while here.
The town is fairly small & features a few hiking options & a weekly food festival in the central square. We're here on a weekend & will hopefully be up for some street food tomorrow.



We go out for dinner & Tom orders a vegetarian burger with mushrooms which looks & smells divine. I order some tomato soup, not being brave enough for solids & any further irritation after eating. For some reason my soup is the last dish to arrive at the table & I am absolutely ravenous so I straight away order desert, one of Toms favourites; carrot cake. 


After dinner we go back to the hotel & I go straight to bed to sleep. 
Tom stays out drinking with some other people from the group.
They are being quite rowdy & by 1am I go out & ask them to be quite. By 2am, I storm out & am very close to yelling at them.
I'm not the only person to tell them to shut up either, another G adventure group are here & their guide asks them twice to shut up.
Tom isn't the loudest of them & to his defence I frequently hear him shooshing the other people.

- Alli

Day 207 - Suchitoto, Guerrilla historical walk in Cinquera

Suchitoto

In the native language, Suchitoto means 'place of the flower bird'. To it's people it represents beauty & a city that witnessed & even now represents Salvadoran history.

To us, it definitely has a certain amount of colonial grace with the style of houses & cobble stone streets as well as the ever abundant natural beauty, we've come to expect from central America.

A highlight in the city centre is the Church of Santa Lucia, which dates right back to 1853 & is set amongst buildings of orange & pink, with a water fountain & a tropical garden.



The church was the first religious building in the country after the colonial area. It is 1 of 35 old buildings in the town with historical & cultural interest which helped the town gain the title of historic ensemble of cultural interest.



We indulged in an amazing breakfast at one of the many small coffee shops around the central square. Each time we go out for a meal it reminds us that we will definitely miss the food here!

- Alli


Guerrilla historical walk in Cinquera


Travelling south east from Suchitoto and heading to our walking trail we encountered many scenic landscapes roadside. Aside from the usual and stunning array of flora we also encountered a large flock of migratory birds of prey. After 40 min we arrived at the trail head near the small town of Cinquera.
Trail head (above)

Bridge at trail head (above)

Stepping stone bridge across river (above)

Stepping stone bridge across river (above)

Our first point of interest was an abandoned indigo processing pool. We were told that 680kg of indigo plant would be placed in the higher pool. Logs and rocks would be placed on top to keep the plant submerged in water. It would remain for 24 hours in order to extract the colour from the plant. Then, the water would be released into the lower pool. Leaving behind the plant matter. At this point the water would be a green colour, however, a bacterium within the plant would turn the water from green to indigo as the water is oxygenated. This process would take a further 24 hours, also allowing the sediment to settle. They would then release the water leaving only the indigo coloured sludge/sediment. This would then be collected and boiled or baked creating a powdered indigo dye.  A very delicate process, if the sediment was over or under heated it would destroy the colour. Over all 680kg of plant matter would yield only 1kg of powdered indigo.

The area we are hiking through was once completely deforested for indigo production, between the period of 1600 - 1800 and subsequently used as a plantation for the indigo plant. Hard to believe with the amount of growth we saw all around us!

Upper indigo pool (above)

Lower indigo pool (above) 

Second stop was a small clearing which originally was used as a rest stop for the workers who were harvesting. In later years it would be used as a lookout for rebels to view the valley below. There are remanence of ‘L’ shaped trenches at the site, large enough for one or maybe two people to occupy. The reasoning of this design is to give multiple angles to sit in the trench, so as to maximise their firing position. Additionally, if there is artillery fire the occupant can move into the adjacent leg of the trench to lessen the impact of the shockwave. Another advantage was that if there were 2 people in the one trench, spent shells from their rifles would not land on the other person. We were told the guerrillas would also employ tactics of cascading fire to appear as a larger group to their opposition.

Clearing (above)


Trenches (above)

Trails (above)

Adding to the list of disadvantages that the guerrilla forces were up against, the army also had surveillance aircraft. This meant they were unable to have open fires. As a solution they constructed 1986/87 Vietnamese/Vietcong style kitchens. Tunnels were made winding 50 m into a hill the hillside, by covering a shallow trench with a mud roof, this would disguise the smoke from aerial view. Or at least their exact position if it were detected. Some of these kitchen areas also had a running natural water supply! However, their enemy was known to attempt to send spies to poison their water source. Since the guerrillas would help local civilians, bringing them into their encampment, only the cooks and generals were allowed to know where the kitchens were otherwise they were liable to have their water source compromised. As for the kitchen itself, a metal plate would be placed over a fire that would have mud walls around it to direct the smoke into the concealed tunnel. Because of the tunnel being filled with cooler air, a natural draft would be created, acting as an extractor for the smoke. As an added precaution the outlet of the tunnel would be covered with leaves to disperse the smoke.

Old kitchen, partially destroyed by time (above)

After a while longer, walking through the lush green jungle, we came to a camp. This was where the guerrillas would sleep. We were shown an operating table. With a hook for an IV bag. The table itself would be covered in a plastic sheet for basic hygiene. I can only imagine the countless and bloody surgeries that must have been conducted on this very spot. We were told they would also employ natural remedies, such as ginger root used for a sore throat or antiseptic for stomach ache (leaves as a tea). Additionally, at either end of the camp there were more ‘L’ shaped trenches as a perimeter defence. 

Operating tables (above)

 
IV bag hook (above)

Ginger plant (above)

The team walking through the jungle (above)

View through the canopy (above)

Our next destination was a lookout point. Giving a stunning view out across the valley and on towards a lake and the volcano. The lookout was wooden and in bad shape. We could see a half-constructed steel replacement that was being built directly behind the one we ventured up. However due to its condition we had to go up in two separate groups so as not to put too much wait on the structure at the one time.

13°52'45.8"N 88°57'42.9"W
https://maps.google.com/?q=13.879401,-88.961927

View from the top of the lookout (above)

The lookout itself (above)

Ariel view of there lookout on a signpost (above)

From the lookout we could see the Guazapa volcano. This was the stronghold of the guerrilla forces. The location supplied many strategic advantages. The most important of which was that a lake near by the volcano acted as the perfect exit strategy in the case that the location was compromised. Additionally, the stronghold was only 30km from San Salvador, meaning it was close to the action.

From this point we began our journey back to the beginning of the trail. Descending on a similar path to complete the circuit. We came across a local dog who dutifully lead us back along our way. As well as a playful bat, surprisingly it must have been dark enough in the canopy for him to be out in the middle of the day.

About half way back we came to a dam which we were told was created by rangers. Located under a waterfall, there was a concrete weir so that they can hold and control the waters flow. It also created a nice swimming spot. Unfortunately, because there has been so much rain the flood gate had been opened to let the water flow freely from the small dammed area, leaving not much to swim in. This didn’t bother anyone particularly, we were able to explore and take some photos. I had only recently had a tattoo so couldn’t swim anyway, for risk of infection.

Dam constructed at base of waterfall (above)

Base of waterfall from a bridge (above)

Top of waterfall (above)

The group at the falls (above)

Once we had completed the remaining part of the trail, crossing back over bridges and stepping stones through the river, we were treated to a snack and drink back at the van.

After a quick break we were taken back into the small town of Cinquera. Where we were we were shown a war memorial within the towns central square.

13°53'18.4"N 88°57'32.4"W
https://maps.google.com/?q=13.888445,-88.958985

The war memorial (above)

After spending some time inspecting the memorial we were introduced to ‘Don Rafael’ (Don being a respectful/endearing term for an elder) On first appearances 56-year-old Rafael looked much younger than his years suggested, especially considering the many years of war he had endured in his younger days.

With our tour guide translating for us we began with Rafael’s life story and ended in a Q and A session with our group.

Firstly, Rafael explained that in December this year he will have completed 18 years as a park ranger and tourist guide. He tells us that he likes both jobs, especially that he gets to meet new people regularly and that he is responsible for protecting the local forest, one that he spent a great portion of his life living in. He explains that he was born on one of the larger local farms. Where he had to work in slave like conditions. The locals working on this land were all working on borrowed land. They were required to work Monday to Saturday 7am until 4pm. For a day of work, they were paid 1 colon (old currency) (equivalent nowadays 11c on the US dollar). This was not enough to provide for their family's. Owners of these farms grew sugarcane and food for their cattle. Sloped sections and less fertile land were given to peasants to grow basic grains (corn). Because they got the worst soil quality they were the worst affected. Rafael explained that it was because of this situation that social unrest began to build and eventually would become the main reasons that the anti-government movement began.

However, it was not an overnight thing. Initially the main goal was to organize and conquer some land from the owners, so they could own it and carve out a more prosperous life. In 1974 some unions were created. At this time Rafael was only 12 years old, but he recalls the accelerated growth of these organisations. By the end of 74 these unions banded together and became the foundation of the anti-government movement. They gained numbers and momentum quickly. The government noticed the sudden swell of support for these amalgamated groups and acted quickly to repress them. In turn creating a powder keg political situation. The flash point of which was an event that led to the massacre of a number of students, by government forces, at a protest in San Salvador on 30 mar 1975. During a protest at least 12 people were killed, 20 wounded and 40 arrested. The protest which included up to 3,000 students, was held as a response to the forceful repression of previous protests that had been organized in Santa Ana that year. In Rafael’s opinion, this was considered the beginning of the civil war.

From that point the government quickly set about the persecution and execution of group leaders and members of the anti-government groups. The main group became known as the ‘Popular bloc of revolutionaries’ which began to arm themselves in order to protect their way of life and contest the current government. Rafael says that there was no major escalation from 1975 till 77 when the government executed a number of catholic priests who were talking revolutionary ideals in their sermon. At this point Rafael moved to the capitol in the hope of being safer, and away from the conflict. At 15 years old he was forced into construction work as there were few opportunities for work at that time. Rafael was also studying at night so as to further his education.

As he was both student and worker he became involved in unionist protests which often turned into clashes with police in San Salvador. A year later he decided to move again as it was now too unsafe for him in San Salvador, due to the increased protests and violence. The government used the police and national guard to control the rising unrest. It wasn’t until he was assaulted by the national guard that he returned home at 16 and joined as the 11th member of the local Guerrilla force, and its youngest member. Despite being so young he took his decision to fight very seriously. The organisation continued to grow until 1980 when the government officially declared war on the resistance. Village people immigrated to larger cities and other countries to avoid the conflict. In 1980 Rafael was sent to Cuba to be trained as a soldier. He was away a year, on returning he was assigned to San Salvador as guerrilla special forces. However, he had received jungle training and had been deployed in an urban area. So, he decided to ask to be re-assigned and was sent back to his home town of Cinquera. His first task was to train groups of 30 fighters for 2 months each. Which were then deployed elsewhere around the country as special forces units. 

Rafael recalls 1981 as one of the roughest years. The governments army was training with US and putting together a special forces platoons of their own. These platoons were using a ‘scorched earth strategy’. The same as what the US had used in Vietnam which was essentially to come in and kill and burn everything that moves, animals included. By this time, they were all in the forest. Living of a diet of edible plants, roots etc. In the town of Cinquera, across the road from where we sat at the war memorial, the now city hall had been used as a base for the army. Rafael recalls a bloody battle in 1983 when the guerrilla forces descended from the forest and reclaimed the town hall and the city centre. There had been 200 army personnel stationed here. A mix of guard, soldiers and para-military. The army was hurt by this loss, and as a result, changed their tactics. The govt saw this town as a key strategic location and offered much pressure on the location, wanting to regain control, there was constant confrontation in the area. The bloodiest of years being 85, 87 and 88.

During 87 they anti-government forces were also starting employ the use of army aircraft. The guerrilla forces were under fire 4-6 times a day and were unable to cook due to the frequency of attack and risk of disclosing their location. Their main issue was being able to engage the aircraft. In order to further train their ground troops, Rafael was given 2 months physics training so as to better engage these moving aerial targets. After the training they had the theory and were assigned a ballistics exam. They were sent to Suchitoto close to the air force base where they knew there would be frequent aircraft. Where they conducted a live fire exam on the aircraft taking off from the base! Succeed or die. By the end their group had taken down 2 helicopters. A big win for the rebel forces! They were bombed in retaliation and assaulted with machine gun fire from the air. They left their advanced training with the commanders giving them a high grade as commendation. Up until this point their forces had not taken down a single aerial aircraft. From this point it became standard practice in training for the guerrilla forces. By the end of the conflict they had managed to take down 6 helicopters. The tail of the 6th is mounted in the square at the memorial where we are sitting. It was important for them to destroy or damage aircraft to fight a psychological battle with the army. Succeeding in making them afraid to enter the aria by air and therefore unable to engage the guerrilla forces.

In 1989 the final offensive took place in San Salvador, wherein both forces engaged in an all-out war over control of the capital. After 14 days of 24 hours-a-day fighting, there was international pressure to bring the conflict to an end. This led to the beginnings of negotiation to settle the dispute by pen rather than sword. Despite this, there was still fighting as late as 1990. Where in the anti-government forces provoked the government to force negations. On the 16th of January 1992 a treaty was finally signed.

Q&A with Rafael.

Q: Are you happy with politics now?

A: It’s ok, but there are many complex things that could improve. The guerrillas became a political party post war and in 2008 they got a seat in the government, which is a good start. There is now good health and education due to all the cooperation. However, highland coffee farms are still enslaved to similar standards of the pre-war times. 


Q: Was it a celebration when treaty was signed?

A: There was a huge celebration in San Salvador. No guns. As they had all been handed over. Uniforms however were allowed.


Q: Are you currently involved politically?

A: No. But I am still a member of the political organization. I would be happy to support the political party should the need arise.


Q: What other countries gave the guerrillas assistance?

A: The US supported the government. We received civilian aid from US humanitarian causes. Any humanitarian financial aid was used for weapons. Cuba and Nicaragua give military, medical and political training. We also had diplomatic relations with countries where we were able to send people to receive advanced surgeries.


Q: Would you have to sleep in the trenches?

A: We slept on plastic sheets on the ground, or in a hammock. In certain situations, they would sleep in trenches, although this was uncommon. If so there was only room for one per trench.


Q: How did the terrain and sickness affected them?

A: For first 2 years there were few trees, due to the deforestation for the indigo plantation. It was difficult as there was no cover. After some years the re-growth created shelter. Some animals came and supplied a source of food.


Q: During the war, did everyone have to choose a side?

A: Yes everyone who stayed in the area would choose. Usually by who's side was closest. Some families tried to remain impartial. They were wiped out regardless. It’s a very personal circumstance. His older brother chose the government military. It was very divided even within families.


Q: Was it difficult to reconcile after the war?

A: All things considered, the two groups came together fairly well. 90% peacefully upheld the treaty and integrated in harmony, that is my belief anyway. 10% of the population struggled to integrate to a civilian lifestyle after 12 years of war. These people still hold on to more extremist ideals to this day. I personally know people that were on both sides and we get on well now, with no problems.

And that concludes my extremely long day of history! It was very interesting, and I enjoyed hearing about the history from a first-person account! We returned back to our accommodation and slept!

-Tom

Day 206 - Travelling From Copan, Honduras to Suchitoto, El Salvador

By the end of today we would of been in 3 countries, which is a new 1st for us!
We have woken up in Honduras, but we will leave this country today after less than 48 hours.
To do this safely & go into El Salvador, we need to go back through the same border & re-enter Guatemala, then enter into El Salvador.
Both the borders are very easy! Veronica gets out at the Honduras - Guatemala border & shows them the voucher we got on our entry. She doesn't even need our passports. This is good cause we were sleeping & there was no exit fee. It's not so good because our passports never got stamped for Honduras. The stamps in our passports have become a sentiment of pride.


At the Guatemala - El Salvador border, we filled out an exit form, got stamped out of Guatemala & an immigration officer boarded the mini van to check our passports & make sure no one was illegally entering the country. We get our El Salvador stamp when we exit in 6 days.
El Salvador is the smallest of the central American countries, but the most densely populated. Our guide Veronica is from El Salvador & she is very excited to show off her home country.

Our first stop in El Salvador is a town called Suchitoto which is famous for the guerilla campaigns during the El Salvador civil war which started in the late 70's - 1992. Apart from the civil war heritage it has amazing national parks. The landscape should be fairly similar with what we've seen already, jungles, forests, lakes & volcanos.
El Salvador is in the hurricane season & there is a storm called Michael that has been upgraded to a category 2. There is a lot of flooding in the southern regions, which shouldn't affect us, but we have been warned it may & to be alert & patient.


By 10.40am we are in El Salvador & by 11am we have stopped in a border town to buy lunch. Tom & I are ecstatic to see a subway & share a foot long.
We finally arrive in Suchitoto just after 1pm & are given a few options for afternoon activities.

We're given our own room & private bathroom, which is nice. The room has 2 double beds & Disney princess sheets. We had plans to go for a walk through town & to the lake, but instead we nap in the air conditioning & make no real attempts to leave our state's of comfortability. We do go up to the roof top & admire the view over the roof tops.



At 6.30pm, we finally extract ourselves from our room & head down stairs to meet the rest of the group for dinner & to discuss activities for tomorrow. After listening to the options Tom has signed up for a hike through the jungle that includes an education on how the guerrillas survived during the civil war & a chance to meet & talk with a man who was a guerrilla.



We then walk 3 blocks away to a local restaurant where we are taught how to make the traditional dish of El Salvador; pupusa's. It's a dough made from corn flour which is hand rolled & stuffed with beans, cheese, chilli etc & then flattened out & fried. The pupusa is eaten warm with a fermented cabbage coleslaw, salsa & chilli. It's very good & only costs $1!
I've already looked the recipe up & I'm determined to make them at home for friends & family.




Slowly throughout the evening I've noticed an irritation in my throat that is gradually increasing & becoming sore. I hope I'm not getting sick. After resting yesterday afternoon I felt better when I woke this morning & was hopeful my body had fought it off.

We retreat back to our hotel after dinner & have an early night.
- Alli

Day 205 - Copan Archaeological Site

Today we're going to the Copan ruins! Our final ruins but one of the more famous ones & the whole reason for us going to Honduras. It was one of the major capitals during the classic Mayan period & its peak dates back to the 5th century to the 9th century AD. This site is famous for it's hieroglyphic stairway & statues depicting the kings who ruled here.


There is not a lot of information on the internet about Copan, but luckily we had a very good guide. He had a dry sense of humour (which I got) & was extremely informative!
He first explained the Mayan human blood sacrifice using tools made from trees, bones & plants. He even showed us the trees that were used to grow & harvest the spikes.
Interestingly at times of human sacrifice, the person was generally high & the Mayans were known to use poison from frogs, cactus & mushrooms to achieve this. Being high made them feel closer to their gods & they believed getting high & making sacrifices linked them supernaturaly to their gods.


Some other plants that we saw at Copan were imported at the time of the city's apex which proves the importance of it & how far reaching the Mayans trade capabilities reached. A few examples of what we saw were:
Coffee, which is from Ethiopia, Bananas from Papa New Guinea.
Cannabis from Nepal/Asia,
Palm oil trees from Africa &water melons specificay from Egypt.
Roses from England & Eucalyptus from Australia.


He explained the Mayan concept for human life & how the gods created us from out of corn cobs. Corn is a very important part of Mayan life & modern Latin American life.
The Mayan people used Corn cobs used as food, offerings to the gods, it features heavily in their art & surprisingly it was used as toilet paper. Their are still native American Indian tribes that live indigenously & still use corn cobs as toilet paper. Can you imagine it ?!


In the west plaza we saw statues of a Hybrid zoomorphic creation that are hybrids & gods.


Here is the underworld guardian called K'anan. The statues & the detail at this Mayan site is amazing!

The king Butskan statue & the deformities, which in Mayan beliefs were devine. Some deformities such as the flat faces & elongated skulls were done intentionally to attain a status of beauty. Infants had wood boards strapped to their soft skulls to attain this look. Other deformities from birth were common in Mayan royalty because of inbreeding.


These ruins are definitely not the biggest we've been in, but it's always hard to tell how much the dense jungle hides. Archaeological excavations are expensive, as is the upkeep. We were told 25,000 People were estimated to have lived in this city complex.
Copan is built out of volcanic stone which is different to the other Mayan cities which are built out of lime stone. The statues we saw outside of the tomb were green from the copper reaction.



The hieroglyphics on the stairway were restored after they were discovered as rubble, but not in a chronological order.
The stairway gave enough clues & had enough intact hieroglyphs to allow 80% of the hieroglyphs to be deciphered.

The stairway tells the story of human kind creation & astrology & it's evolution & relation with other Mayan cities. This was really cool to see. Unlike the Egyptian hieroglyphs that were deciphered after the discovery of the Rosetta stone, no such thing has been found for the Mayan hieroglyphs & there was likely hundreds of Mayan dialects spoken.


Our guide explained about the hip ball game that was played in an arena here & the sacrificial consequences of the loosing team. Funny enough, no one offered to volunteer for a game.


It was a great morning & we were conveniently done by midday.
I am starting to feel like my body is fighting something off. I'm really tired, uncomfortable & achy. I hope I don't get sick!

Once we walk back to the hotel, I go to bed to sleep & Tom has a quiet afternoon hanging out with our new tour members.
- Alli