Clara's Corner: Lisa' and Donaldo's Adventure in El Salvador.....CA

Tuesday, October 31, 2006

Lisa' and Donaldo's Adventure in El Salvador.....CA

The next fifteen pictures are some of the adventures of their El Salvador trip in Oct. 2006. Keep on scrolling and you will see them all. This one is where they started to the place no one had ever been before. It is an island with a huge mound of dirt and all kinds of broken pottery. I wonder what is under the dirt?????

3 comments:

Teresa said...: What an adventure! I love when people post pictures of places I will probably never get to visit. It makes me feel a little wiser about the world.; 1:29 PM
sonia a. mascaro said...: Wow! That is really an amazing trip and adventure!

I wanted to thank you for your visiting and nice comment about "my" trees!; 4:50 PM
dot said...: I would have been scared of snakes.

Clara, I love the comments you leave on my blog and on others. You have such a keen sense of humor.; 9:29 PM

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