Hotel Mirador de Amapala
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Just to mark our passage through Honduras, set the pin on the map and the flag on the blog! We spent approximately 4 hours in Honduras, most of it at the borders in and out. We have one photo, a few worthless bank notes and a scrappy tourist visa to prove that we were ever ...
... to visit a woman who is raising her children alone. Her home was evacuated by its' previous owners after Hurricane Mitch and this is where she is living with her children. It was quite a contrast from Donald's well built home. It was more like a house made of sticks that would blow over with a heavy wind. Still, this woman worked hard to send her children to school- one of them we met at IBRA.
We arrived at IBRA to a ...
... for several miles on uneven roads that have often been washed away by the heavy rains that occur daily during the rainy season in Somotillo. On top of that, you can imagine sufficient shoes are required in order to walk these roads. What seems like a simple task- sending your children to school- becomes a multilevel problem solving challenge that requires serious planning and sacrifice for the family.
Juana’s baskets ...
... some reason I took a lot of pictures of our sweaty shirts. Silly me..
We visited the cemetery where Sr. Joan Petrik, Sr. Rachel’s inspiration and the foundress of St. Ignacio and IBRA is buried. It was clear that Sr. Joan and Sr. Rachel were very close and that Sr. Rachel deeply misses her friend.
After a feast at our hotel of carne asada, fried plantains, onion and tomato salsa and rice, we returned to Sr. ...
... here that I realized that I was way out of where I should be as this was the border post into El Salvador.
As soon as I stopped I was surrounded by locals trying to sell me El Salvador currency. Lucky for me one chap came over who could speak English and he gave me instructions on how to get back on track. He got rid of the others who were now all around my bike like a swarm of ants. Getting away from this place was also rather hard as it was a one way system and the only ...