Gran Hotel Paris La Ceiba

... of the water when I fell out of the boat. The first time, on a rapid named Spicy Chili, I fell out right against a rock wall towards the end of the rapid. Apparently, the boat had been about to tip and dump Steph and John when I fell. As they leaned in to pull me back to the boat, they avoided falling in themselves. My second fall was at the very next rapid. On that one, I fell out in the middle of the rapid, which ...

... postanka. V mestu San Pedro la Sula (imena so res nemogoca), sva imela uro in pol casa. Sla sva iz avtobusnega terminala in po stopnicah zavila v neki nakupovalni center ( ce temu lahko tako recem). 97% izdelkov so bili cevlji...vecinoma rabljeni. Ostale stvari pa take, da ne vem kdo to kupuje....raje sva sla nazaj in spet opravila vse tiste tiste preglede...<br><br>Med tem ko sem cakala, sem vzela v roke eno izmed njihovih revij. Hahahaha, sami pozerji. Cela revija je ...

... exactly what Guatemalans usually do when they see an opportunity to rip off a gringo &#8211; he tried to rip us off. <br><br><br><br><br> He said it would cost us 200 Q ($40) for a lift to the nearest town, which was well overpriced according to a local who was also trying to get a lift. This guy said we should pay no more than 20 Q ($4) each. And so there, in the dark, being eaten alive by mosquitoes, we found ourselves in a Mexican (Guatemalan?) standoff ...

... up the road. All uphill on the way there which nearly killed me. Normally it would have been tough but doable but today it seemed impossible! <br><br>The first village, El Naranjo, we just passed through. The second one, Las Mangas, we stopped at quickly to use the internet (my condition to staying the two extra nights was only if I could email or call my dad somehow to say Happy Birthday!) and then we were on to the third village of El Pital.<br><br>We left our bikes ...

... diving instruction is very good there. You´d have to ask Katy. I spent a week inside a hotel room after travelling for two whole days with diarreah. I was happy. And the only way forward was to go back the way we came, via the capital again, onto Nicaragua. We thought we´d break up the journey staying somewhere nice along the way... a lake or whatever... but there really was nothing of note. And the Capital is dull, dull, dull.... you can´t even eat after 10pm.

... risen in such a short time! The Rio Cangrejal is formed by four other rivers that meet so it has a huge watershed. The river was up at least 10 meters and changed from a pristine crystal ripple to a raging muddy mess! Very cool! I walked down the road a bit until I reached a suspension bridge over the river. The bridge offered a perfect view of the river. It was ...

... We stayed at the Rotterdam hostel right by the beach which was OK, cold water showers as usual and a good few mosquitos and roaches but they don´t bother us much. There happened to be a carnival on in the whole of the main street in the Zona Viva, the party area right next to us. We drank cheap beers from stalls and I literally had to drag Lucy to go for a meal n Valentines day rather than eat street food. She chose a restaurant with ...

... beef dip sandwich at Quiznos, a fiery burrito at Taco Bell, cookie dough ice cream at Baskin Robbins or even a nice family meal at Appleby's. Yes, only the best of America makes it here. Walking into any one of those food franchises, or even the mall, one truly has the inescapable feeling that they could actually be in the U.S.A. The one thing that unmistakenly brought me back to the reality that I was in Honduras was the bullet-proof vests, shotguns and automatic weaponry that was ever ...

... counter space. Behind the counters were the employees and all the aisles filled with grocery items. The process seemed to be that one would tell the employees what they would want and then the staff would retrieve all the items and produce it at the counter for payment. I quite liked this process but Maidelyn had other ideas. She asked the staff if we could all go behind the counter and get the items ourselves. Maidelyn justified it by stating that her kids could then be safer in the ...

... like I"ve never seen before. Deep pink like the colour of a kitten's nose, mauve, and even soft dusty blue. Woudln't it be so beautiful if these shells powderized in the waves over time and created a pink, purple, and blue sand beach? Maybe it already exists somewhere in the world. Senica gave me the idea to collect a bunch and make a mosaic picture by arranging them in the sand. Time is passing nice and slow.