Hotel & Suites El Picacho Tegucigalpa

... a cake.” I walked past our dive shop and was laughed at, nothing new there, but Nourja had a brilliant idea of using compressed air to blow the flour off my camera and clothes, so thankfully the camera was saved. I then met up with the others including Tyson who had been slaving away in the kitchen cooking us all an independence day feast and we wandered back down the road to watch the firework display which you just knew was two men running to set off a ...

... piece de resistance was the hatchback window that was a torn garbage bag taped into place. The Datsun 210 launched us into the traffic melee, and we were off like a herd of turtles. Not that I could have told our speed anyhow since the odometer was permanently stuck on 90 kilometers per hour. A swirl of black and blue smoke announced to the world we had just passed by, and fumes passed up through the floorboards to bathe us in Eau de Datsun whenever we ...

... br><br>Only english news ive found so far...<br>MOVIE:<br>http://news.bbc.co. uk/2/hi/americas/8123126.stm<br>Today: http://edition.cnn.com/2009/WORLD/ameri cas/06/28/honduras.president.arrested/i ndex.html<br><br>Before:<br>http://edit ion.cnn.com/2009/WORLD/americas/06/27/h onduras.zelaya/index.html<br><br>***Cli ck through the pictures for more stories &amp; info*** <br>

... to ward off the boys. We were very thankful.<br><br>Yesterday we went to Sopo with Dudley´s group. It was about an hour drive in the mountains. It was SO cold! We built a house and worked on the church building´s roof. I got really sunburned on my face and on my shins. I talked with a lot of the kids up there and played with them for awhile. When we were done there we went back to Baxter for dinner and then played some futbol. I ...

Yet another travel day hopping back on that ferry at 7am, luckily we had a smooth ride to everyone relief. We then took 2 fist class Honduran buses with a tighter security system than the US. We had to show are passports, have photos taken, our hand luggage searched and the x ray hand held machines passed over us. There ...

... to this particular restaurant, walking distance from the airport and ask for ¨"yuca con chichaeon". Even after eating it I still don´t know what that was. Well there was yuca and then there was this fried piece on top. Trouble was that these fried pieces were like fried chicken except without the chicken. Just the fried stuff. I could only eat a couple of pieces before I threw in the towel. The waiter asked me how it was. ¨"Fantastico!", I replied and ...

... I wanted to pay less and he got in a strop and said he was working and I must let him get on with it. I wouldn't back down and we had an involved semantical discussion (en español) with me arguing that stopping to pick up other passengers effectively made the vehicle not a taxi but a collectivo (cheap shared minibus taxi) and that therefore I should be paying a lot less. He wasn't having it though and in the end I realised I was arguing over about 50p and ...

... day, so I happened to break it at just the right time to flood the house!) So Gerardo went and turned off the water and at this point his parents were making their bed and getting ready, thinking that they had overslept! We cleaned up all the water, luckily their house has all tiled floors, but as I was helping I would have to stop and run to the bathroom. I ended up having the ...

... of my waking hours with my head in the clouds (amongst other such wondrous locations), or most likely because I couldn't stop watching his nipples' frantic attempts to escape, I hadn't taken any note of this at the time. The following departure was at 15:00, by which point there seemed to be a general confidence that the strike would have died out. Luckily the four and a half hours wait went by fairly quickly, as I spent the majority of it in deep slumber sprawled on the marble ...

... and the oldest (by about 15 years), just like a king should be. I'm sure I was the wisest too. Unfortunately, I was a foreign head of state and forgot to bring my translator, so I was in no way any sort of conquistador; rather, I was kind of like the ambassador of Abkhazia at the U.N. - tucked in a corner and ignored. The combination of my bad Spanish, a country where they marry young and don't speak good English, and a city with no expats ...