We took advantage of this new blessing today and went to the beach for only the third time, with Xavier, a Salvadorean student, as our guide. We gained beach access by having lunch at a restaurant right on the sand and ate, hung in hammocks and swam in the ocean. Brandon, Xavier and I watched as the tide went out and revealed a pool made of rock and concrete on the end of a rock jetty. The waves were getting smaller and smaller, so we decided to go out there and check it out, and seeing there was a romantic couple hanging out in there, we considered it safe. Well, we got there and would have done fine just being in the pool, but decided, against our better judgment, that we wanted to sit on the wall facing the waves coming in. We even told ourselves that this was probably a stupid idea, but we wanted the adventure of it. And sure enough, after several waves, there came on big enough to knock us off the wall and into the jagged and rocky pool of water behind. I got it the worst and came out with huge scrapes on my back, ankle, hand and butt. I hope I get scars.