Cockroach Fiction
I was new to El Salvador. I am this German guy who looks like a Viking. I swiftly made friends with the locals of El Tunco, where the swell is ever so wavy and the surf is grand, is strong and true and I would very much hate to have missed it.
I got there mid-pandemic from Lisbon via Amsterdam, where the lockdown kept me from surfing. An utterly unsustainable situation that needed quick and decisive action. But there is something…