My shirt was soaked with sweat upon arriving at the embassy, but I was thankful that I had managed to find my way.
This was the only time I took the bus, though. I carry too many valuable items (a computer for research and my saxophones for my music) and a tight rehearsal schedule (among other meetings) means that I need to have a good command of when I come and go from meetings and rehearsals. So I made the necessary choice and bought a car here. However, as a gringo (or white-looking foreigner or U.S. citizen) it's hard to buy a car for cheap here. I got lucky and was able to buy a car at a good price from another Fulbrighter who has been here for a while.
Although driving is really crazy here, I’ve learned how to drive like a Salvadoran. What does this mean? Well, being both aggressive and defensive at times, assuming that nobody's going to follow any rules, and always paying attention to the road (there's no day-dreaming allowed while driving here!).
I forgot to mention this, but a lot of people choose to ride motorcycles here. There's a reason I forgot to mention this as a possible means of transportation. Riding a motorcycle here is incredibly dangerous, as it is anywhere, and maybe more so. Motorcyclists ger hurt every day here, and there are many factors that go into these accidents. Although it's a bad decision to have a motorcycle, sometimes that's all people can afford and work with. So, I do my best to watch out for them, despite how difficult this can be.
