Clargentinaion Hotel Real Tegucigalpa

Día uno-Fui en la avión a la Honduras. Llegué en el Tegucigalpa. el capital muy grande y cultural. Me quedé en Casa de Blanca era muy cómodo. Primero visité a las Ruinas de Copan los templos fueron impresionantes y viejos. Después Tenia un tour en Identidad Nacional Mueso. El arte fueron increíble. Tomé un tour en el mueso.

... But basically was this huge tall pole that was covered in grease and had 5000 lempiras stuck at the top. The object was for a team to make a pyramid or chain, standing on each other shoulders to try and reach the money. Once this was raised, the boxing started. Anyone could get in the ring, from men to boys to girls and even to white men. Anyone who wanted to flail their arms around and swing wildly at their opponent was welcome. There was blood, tears, one ...

... I had even learned the word for a female body part synonymous with a feline from looking at the subtitles during one of the movies not three hours earlier. Being twice his size and facing three of us, he backed off quickly to laughter and hooting and hollering from other taxi drivers. Thank God, the curse words are always the first ones you learn because they sure are effective. The guard motioned with his shotgun for ...

Soo... Last day in Honduras, Things have gotten interesting...

• Civil unrest in Honduras.... Airport may be closed... protestors in streets
  
• The protest was the latest event in a day of developments that have
  created a political crisis in a country where about 70 percent of the
  population lives in poverty.
• The
  president wanted to be ...
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... a meli poznamky..ve spanelstine. Ztravila jsem tu temer dva dny a bylo to vice nez dost. Nad mestem letali supy, vecer pruvodce nedoporucoval se pohybovat za tmy po meste, tak sem vse dodrzovala. Ve vsech restauracich delali kurata, na vyber byla bud smazena nebo grilovana a byla vyborna. Jedina nevyhoda byla, ze je podavali s plackami, ktere jsem rada ozelela. Na ...

Made it to Honduras...finally. So far Ï´ve basically seen airports and airplanes for about 48 hours now. And I still have yet to make it to La Ceiba. But at least now I´m in Tegucigalpa (try to say that one 5 times fast), the capital of Honduras. From some of the reading that I had been doing it was easy to surmise that Honduras was relatively poor country. However, when I walked off the plane into the airport I was a little bit surprised how non-poor ...

Left San Pedro Sula yesterday morning - a nice taxi driver took us to the bus terminal. He has been in the US with his family for 18 years but has come back to Honduras for a few months to look after his mother, who is diabetic. Frida and I said goodbye at the terminal as she is heading off to La Ceiba - weird to spend a solid 24 hours with someone then never see them again but that's life on the road, I guess. Nobody was sure whether the coach would make ...

I arrived at Gerardo´s house with no problems, sometime around lunch. His whole family was over here for a big Saturday meal together- it reminded me of my family at home on Sundays. The meal was great and I enjoy practicing Spanish with his relatives. At this point I know them all pretty well because I have stayed here 3 times and his brother-in-law lived with us for a while in ...

... at Tegucigalpa, and that the process could be expected to take approximately fifteen days (whether or not this was because I had already gone over my original allotted time, my Spanish was not quite good enough to deduct). Obviously this came as a rather massive blow, as a) I had been hoping to start volunteering in Nicaragua just four days from then, b) I only had about forty days left of my travels, and c) regardless of a) and b), I wouldn't have wanted to spend another fifteen ...

... in the rain with my book to a nearby English bar (with no Englishmen, or English speakers for that matter) for a steak and a couple of beers and then accross the street to a bar tha could easily acccomodate 100 people indoors and on the patio, but it was just me and some other dude banging the billard balls around by himself. Were we two hardy souls to have braved the weather, or two sad, lonely lushes? No, don't answer. It was still ...