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Ah, the Fourth of July.  A time for celebrating, time with family, remembering bravery and freedom, and bbq’s full of all-american fare.  Unless you’re in Central America.  Despite being thousands of miles from the land of the free and the home of the brave, we did our best to recreate the classic American July 4th experience.  After a long day of working at Evangélica, we came back to the hotel, regrouped, and headed out to a huge Chinese firework store (or as it seemed, a ticking time bomb of a store front).

We indulged in some good ol’ pyrotechnics and headed on our way to the grocery store, that we might prepare a classic North American feast for our Salvadorian hosts.  During our transport, we sang a little tune called “The Star Spangled Banner,” a classic that reminded us of our homeland, and that only professionals should sing such a ballad.

Once at Selegna’s home (around 7:30) we began our American experience.  Peter made some absolutely delicious hot wings, and we gobbled them up as Caellin worked on our desert, All-American Apple Crisp.  Unfortunately the Salvadorian hot dogs and hamburgers were not quite what we expected, but the dessert made up for it.  It was an evening full of laughs and fellowship capped by our fireworks extravaganza.  Manuel, Xavier and Jacob lit many a stunner, including many many “illegal” mortar-type fireworks that aren’t available for private use in the states.  After this, we rounded up our group, cleaned Selegna’s place the best we could and loaded the Kia minibus.  

We made it back to the Princess by about 11:30, I was in bed by midnight and out again by 5:15 to get ready for our early morning trip to Sunzal beach on our day off.  It will be an early night tonight (I hope)…