As many of you know, I was lucky enough to enjoy an extended visit from my boyfriend before he had to go back to Cal Poly to start the fall semester teaching and finishing his Master's... I went down to Honduras to reunite with him and start our vacation out right, on the island of Roatan off the coast of Honduras. Every time I go back to the Caribbean it gets harder to leave. A 3 minute walk from our hostel brought us to a white sand beach lined with palm trees and some of the best snorkeling i've seen. It's hard to believe now that I'm back-luckily I've got pictures to prove it.
We would wake up each morning, go to a shack called Cindy's Place where Cindy, a busty Garifuna woman served coffee and baleadas with a smile. Baleadas are the tipico fast food of Honduras-handmade flour tortillas with beans and cheese and folded in half is the basic fare but the additional stuffing include meat, veggies and eggs. Cindy made heaping breakfast baleadas stuffed with a generous helping of bacon served up with black coffee and real milk (all rare things in Guatemala). We would sip coffee looking out over the Caribbean sea on the porch of Cindy's Place, shaking out the cobwebs from the night before to enjoy another day snorkeling, baking in the sun, delicious seafood and tropical drinks. Words can't begin to describe how enamoured i've become of the island lifestyle but suffice it to say we were thumbing through the real estate section-a distant dream but not totally unrealistic to think of someday renting to vacationing beach bums and.....
I digress. After about a week and a half of working on my tan, snorkeling, and eating all the fish tacos and baleadas we possibly could, we had to move on. I swear tears came to my eyes as we rode the ferry back to the mainland.
Our next stop was the Copan Ruins, about 30 minutes from the border with Guatemala. We only stayed long enough to go to the ruins in the morning and head to Guatemala the next day. The ruins themselves were really neat. Unfortunately, the guided tour was unimpressive, a complete waste of money... I was mistaken in thinking that just because the guided tour I did at Tikal was AMAZING, All subsequent tours of ruins would be equally Amazing. I was WRONG. The tour guide barely spoke english and did little more than regurgitate the history of the ruins i had already read in lonely planet. Major Bummer. It put us both in a bit of a funk. I think we were both suffering from PCD (post caribbean depression) at any rate.
Then it was back to Guatemala. We made it all the way back to Sija in one day of traveling, and not even a particularly long day in perspective. The second half of Tony's stay was, well, It's hard to follow up the caribbean. The weather here was a shock, and the cold prompted us to cuddle inside in a heap with my puppy and watch movies most of the time. We did get out and hike in the park, get down to Xela, and make a few other day trips. We took Bella to Lake Atitlan one day and even got her in a kayak-it was hilarious.
That was my vacation and now its back to the daily grind-more on that plus pictures to follow.
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