This morning we bid adios to our new dive friends from Tampa and promptly passed out for a while. I spent much of the afternoon sorting through the hundreds of photos we have amassed so far. We finally became productive around 3:30pm and decided to test out the sonic tags and tracking equipment (hydrophone). I pretended to be the turtle by stuffing the tag down my bathing suit and swimming around while Noel listened to me pinging from the dock. Turtle impersonation may be a new avenue to explore for my future, I certainly don’t move too terribly fast in general. Actually, my mom calls me a turtle all the time, it’s practically my middle name. Captain Kevin came around with a couple of tanks to tell us we were going diving. I felt game, so ... read more

Out of Atlanta, GA my flight was delayed an hour for a myriad of things. By the time we touched down in San Pedro Sula I was crossing my fingers that John (my 2.5 hour ride to the ferry service in La Ceiba) would still be waiting for me. John is a salt and pepper hair American expat (gringo) in his late 50's that lives in Honduras with his Honduran wife and family. He provides secure transport for officials and tourists like me. Apparently he began traveling through here in 1984 when the US military hired him to do some kind of jungle spy work (?). Since he speaks Spanish and can defend himself, neither of which I (a 27yr old blonde) can personally vouch for, I suppose you could say he was my lifeline. Well, ... read more