Saltos del laja

It isn't a beach but a waterfall, located in Laja river. I went there in January 2010 before the earthquake, lucky me. I went there with my classmates when we had the typical journey you make when you're about to leave school. We traveled from the north to the south of the country for almost an entire month, we started right after new years I think, and came back in 25-30 days. Picture 30 teenagers living together, eating and sleeping together in rural schools or just inside the bus traveling through the country during summer. I thought we would end up killing each other from seeing our faces everyday but actually we bonded up more and became this huge dysfunctional family that survived in a bus an entire month. Now back to the waterfall, the memory I have about it is: the water wasn't so high so we started walking inside the river and it felt and looked like we were walking on the water. We all became Jesus that day! We ate roasted meat, kinda got sunburnt, thank god I didn't have to swim because I didn't go too deep, and came back to the bus to keep on touring the country. I don't own any pictures sadly since I closed my old facebook account and I don't dare open it up to see all the old pictures from almost 10 years ago, my bad.