Hotel Playa Bonita Tela

... El Salvador is another one of those countries that is an undiscovered gem with few tourists and a lot to discover. We were actually in Guatemala as well for perhaps 2 hours enroute to Honduras. Besides some lovely scenery and some lively conversation with some locals on the bus, I can't tell you much about it though. Of course we had to see some Mayan ruins while in Central America, so Copan in Honduras it was. We didn't ...

... diesel out of our gasoline powered Gloria into 5 gallon buckets before refilling it with gasoline. Lesson learned. A couple more notes about mainland Honduras before moving on to the beautiful Bay Island of Roatan is that the roads are ****, but the congregation in Tela where our friends Bryan and Lilliana are is really great. Thanks a lot to Bryan and Lily for hooking us up with a place to stay and also to the tourist police, which is where we spent our first night in Tela.

... out at dusk. Initally they were dribbling out a couple at a time, then as the sun went down then started flocking out. A few were a little surprised to see us sat there, as they fell out of the caves and just flew stright at us. At us but not into us so seeing them emerging from the caves was better than being in the caves. This brings us to saturday, carnival parade day! In the morning we made our costumes. Han painted eye masks for her and ...

... stung him 20 times. Reese was near him and was stung once (thank God). Mark started reacting badly. within 15 minutes he could not walk and barely made it back to the van. We sped the 4kms back to town to a clinic where Gord learned first hand about the Honduran health care system. Gord and Albert rushed into the clinic while I watched Mark in the van. Gord could not believe the reaction in the clinic. The nurses ...

... and fevers. They subsided by the time we left though. We have chosen to believe that we both caught and overcame the dengue in less than three days. From Copan we went to Puerto Cortes to meet up with Kenneth, the brother of a woman that my mom worked with at the clinic down here. We arrived, but couldn't get ahold of Kenneth and didn't have his address. We hung out and walked around the city for a few hours. At about 8:30 we were ready to get a ...

... a los 500 metros agarras el primer autobús para la primera ciudad y tienes un asiento para ti solo, yo que creía que Hondura era una cacha del culo de Centroamérica y El Salvador la otra, y el trasporte funciona como en cualquier país primer mundista, (lo cual llegando de Guatemala se agradece mucho mas) la organización es gratamente sorprendente y contrasta con la del país vecino, y por encima las playas ...

... flying back to Scotland, so after a papaya feast we had to say our goodbyes. She gave me a lot of inspiration and comfort during our short friendship, and I hope to reunite someday. Gus and I rode back to Tela and rented bikes for the afternoon, aiming to explore a nearby botanical garden. We heard it was 7 km outside the town, so after about 45 minutes of riding on the highway we finally gave up and asked about the place. Lo and behold ...

... get myself into that situation. A few old ladies waddled down about half an hour later and told her that it was actually a play gun (the boys were pretty young apparently) and it was a "joke". I hope he learned his lesson by getting maced... white girls are fierce! Needless to say, Bernadette and I went straight to bed in our little room for the night. Speaking of our room, it was a little box, barely big enough for the two beds and ...

... so the next morning i staggered to the dive centre and watch more videos and answered more questions and got many laughs cos my eyes were a nice shade of red. then they made us do a swim test, like 100m or so and i fell into the water and just waited till the current dragged me along, fortunately there was no time limit so that was good, sorted my hangover out aswell. that afternoon we did our 2nd dive this was in the sea, much more fun! still only to 5 metres but much better ...