Without notice, Filbert has been difficult to locate these last few days. First, this is not too unusual as he is always seeking of new experiences and adventures. He usually returns maybe a bit more tattered, but with new tales of wonders. Sometimes he just gets stuck in a sock.



Then I get this mysterious but obvious message:





I'm not sure how to handle this. Do I consult the US embassy here in El Sal? What is this MNLF? Do they even have a website? Perhaps we have a jealous ratfink aboard...

We decide to venture off in our own search of the surrounding area first.

We found a guide to take us off the normal path to go talk to some locals. It was quite a trek thru the trees and brush, but we finally reached a village.



It was clear we did not speak the same language. Our contacts were quite active and animated, and moved through their domain with ease. We quickly found that some things in our cultures translated across nicely.







Apparently we had their attention, and something they wanted.








After a few token "gifts" they were a bit more directive and pointed us in a possible direction. We now have some leads and are narrowing our search a bit more.







The whole time, I couldn't shake the feeling like we were being watched.