Tobacco Road, Chris And Tegucigalpa

Trip Start Sep 29, 2007
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Where I stayed
The Tobacco Road Hotel
(Tegucigalpa hotels)

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Wednesday, November 7, 2007

We stayed up chatting with Jake the Canadian late into the night and we were all disappointed to be not going to the Mosquito Coast or the islands. The boats arenīt leaving. We all decided to get on the first bus out of there to Tegucigalpa, the Capitol city. Not happy about that one as itīs not safe and some dodginess is on the grapevine. We made it to the city after a long journey on a Cristina 2nd class bus. We had to get to the terminal then on a bus to a ticket office to get the bus out. We bought some spray on candy, an apple and some raisons. I havenīt really eaten anything in Honduras as the food is unhealthy and snacks on offer are dry biscuit type chip style fried foods....... bad. Hondurans appear to be not happy but not altogether unhappy, neutral and blank would be how i describe them. Most of the travellers agree with this.

After a mad dash from the terminal to the centre of town in a taxi, we checked in to The Tobacco Road Hotel which was a bookstore too. The road is like a game of bumper cars where it is every man for himself and very aggressive driving with no signs or stoplights inner city. I tried to swap my PsyEarth book with no cover for another, to no avail. There was a nice Bohemian style bar at the hotel with some decent artworks on the wall and they served local food and drinks. I particularly liked an image of flamingoes looking at themselves in a mirror. There was a cold 3 minute shower on offer. The daughters of the house ran the hotel and were very friendly. After being here for about two hours, who should walk through the door but our good friend Chris from London. We were all happy for the reunion and glad to be heading to Nicaragua and out of the weather. We checked out the inner city of Tegucigalpa.....boring and unsafe. There was Jake and a girl from Germany, Benita and i tried to converse in Japanese to a darling boy named Satoshi who had lost his Lonely Planet that is written in Japanese. I told him to tag along with us for the border crossing. We watched The Doors movie and some Glam 80īs film clips then all retired early.
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