I spent this weekend in Perquin, Morazan

This weekend I went to Perquin, which was a major guerrilla stronghold during the war. It is in the mountains in the northeast part of the country. Now it is a very safe and beautiful area. I went there to visit the Museum of the Revolution, which was established and is run by ex-guerrillas, to preserve the memory of what happened in the war years, and, as my guide said, "to preserve the memory of what happened in order to avoid it happening again." My guide (whom I hired for $20 for the day) was wonderful - he was a very affable and accessible person. I really enjoyed spending the day with him. He joined the guerrilla movement in 1978, when he was 10 years old, and was a guerrilla until the end of the war in 1992. He was a captain in the guerrilla forces. He is a walking piece of history, and had a lot to teach me. I will definitely write more about this experience later (and post photos I took of Perquin and the museum and my guide!), but later as I just returned to the house and want to get myself ready to teach tomorrow's 7:00 am English class! xo