Journal, March 11, 1976 PM

And as he wrote he could hear the compelling music of the Metalío Fiestas Patronales in the background ...

Today I read a chapter of physics & worked a couple problems. <I wrote a letter to Sofia, to send before we leave for Guatemala.> I did not go to El Maizal. We (i.e. Jan & I) went to Acajutla by bicycle. We saw boats & modern port facilities & whore houses & palm-leaf shacks & muskmelons. We ate one muskmelon. We tried to get a couple pictures embodying the incredible contrasts you see in Acajutla. We went to bed.

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