Blogs from Trujillo, Eastern, Honduras, Central America Caribbean

My stay at Casa Kiwi was a memorable one. I thought that this must be the end of the line or that it should be if it wasn't. After due consideration of the fact that there are no good routes east or south, which meant that I would have to go back the way I came, I got to thinking that mabe it was time to turn this ship around and sail for home. My fellow travelers advised that I should chill for a couple of days and count my marbles before making any decisions so that I did for better or for worse. The Casa Kiwi is a hard-drinking place on the edge of civilization where the expat owner and staff work both sides of the bar because there isn't much else to do in ... read more

Well, firstly I must apologise for my complete tardiness in not writing for 2 months. Time has completely slipped by and I guess an update is in order… So as most of you know, we have left Belize and are now in Honduras. The Mexico backpackers hasn’t happened yet. Basically the owner of it had no financial records at all. What he did send us was a bunch of hastily typed, inconsistent details that told us nothing. Apparently he runs his business without any financial record and does not get regular reports from the guy currently managing it. So we told him if he can get us a copy of proper financial records we may be interested and at that stage we could not validate spending around $US600 for us both to get there without knowing ... read more

UN MARE DI PALME E BANANI Un mare di palme e banani apparve all’orizzonte, il caldo secco di Lima era ormai un lontano ricordo; S.Pedro Sula ci accolse col clima caldo umido tipico del Caribe. Il pullman partí in orario; sorpresi da questo fatto, ci guardammo stupiti e curiosi per la nuova avventura che ci attendeva. Un vecchio School-Bus giallo Americano dell’Illinois ci traghettó fino a Tocoa. Prendemmo possesso del nostro “cuarto” (camera da letto) nella Casa Curale e, rifocillandoci con tortilla e frijoles (fagioli), scoprimmo che la Missione Gesuita nella quale avremmo dovuto prestare il nostro volontariato, in effetti non esisteva! Incuranti della notizia, non ci dammo per vinti… “No hay problema!” esclamó Padre Roberto con il suo accento Americano di Alba, e dopo 2 giorni, ci ritrovammo di fronte ai computer della Fondazione ... read more

Read more at On the Road with William Walker The Mosquito Coast is absolutely blowing my mind. In my search for the stories of my distant ancestor, I will start with his ending. In August 1860 he made his last, and by far most haphazard, attempt at conquering Central America. He would never again have the opening that the Liberals of Nicaragua had given him with their invitation to intervene in that country’s civil war in 1855. How he convinced a crew of mercenaries they had any chance of success, after 5 consecutive defeats, leads me to believe he must have had a snake oil salesman’s personality and the voice of a revivalist preacher. My most accounts that on his last adventure, his crew mutinied before they even arrived at his intended launching point on the ... read more

Alas, I can catch up on my travelblogging...I had actually reverted to the old paper and pen method for awhile since I have been out of cyberland. My trip to Trujillo was much more than I was ever expecting. It started off quite crummily, as the bus driver lied to me when I asked if it was a direct bus, and I spent 4 and a half hours on a chicken bus with a connection in Tocoa to get to Trujillo....a trip which, on a direct bus, only takes 2 hours. However, I tried to look at the bright side of things, which was that I was the only foreigner on the bus once again, and it proved to be a good Spanish practice experience. All the local people on the bus were so friendly, curious, ... read more