Day 12 - The Light At The End Of The Tunnel

On to Roatan in the Bay Islands off Honduras. Right now, I am on the buses we voted yesterday to take (it really is day 12, unlike a couple of my previous posts which were done on the day after). I am glad we went bus, because we actually have room to stretch our legs and even get a little sleep. Sure there is no music and no AC, but it is a beautiful day and with the windows open it isn't even hot.

Honduras has been an interesting country to drive through. As we crossed the border into the country, Haley and I were reminded of the Apalachian mountains with pine trees all around a very mountainous region. The city we stayed in, Comayagua, was surrounded by mountains on all sides and when we woke up the mountains were drizzled with clouds. It was cool, but I think we are all ready for Roatan. It is supposed to have incredible beaches and good food.

I just remembered a funny side note. The driving here is horribly bad. People pass going uphill when you can't see what coming, around blind curves, and generally whenever they feel like it. Naturally, those of our group that are not used to driving in Latin America really flipped out yesterday on our van drive to the hotel. Every time our driver passed somebody, many in the van protested and told the driver not to go. Gemma told him to ignore them, especially because the driver is one of the best they know. When we got to the hotel, Gemma and Michelle (and me, for that matter) explained to everyone that is how they drive here. The van is actually much safer than the buses we are also riding on, and that driver in particular was one of the safer ones we will use while we are down here. They still felt like the driver was putting their lives at undue risk and were upset. They better get used to it as we still have 3 weeks left.

So we have arrived now in our tropical Caribbean paradise. Roatan is definitely the relaxation we deserve after all the craziness in Nicaragua. Our hotel is amazing, complete with warm water, air-con (that's what all the Europeans call air conditioning), cable TV, comes with a huge room and a king size bed. Yeah, we're gonna like this place. I wouldn’t mind just kicking it in our room the whole time if I didn't know what was waiting us just outside our place: beautiful, pristine Caribbean beaches.