Blogs from Copán Ruinas, Western, Honduras, Central America Caribbean - page 28

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You've had to read enough horror stories about my transport throughout Central America. Today the travel Gods were smiling down on me. Today everything went right. Surprise! surprise! I left my sweet hotel in San Salvador at 5:30 this morning for an 8:30 flight to Honduras. I was checked in and waiting at the gate by 7 A:M that may not sound like anything special, but trust me, it is. Anyone who has flown out of a South or Central American airport knows that when they tell you to be there 3 hours ahead of flight time, they aren't kidding. Even though it looks like there are more than enough agents to process a football stadium full of people, the lines still move agonizingly slow. Not only did the flight leave on time but I had ... read more


02/04/06 It’s been a good couple of days in Copan for second week here. Classes went well and now I’m looking forward to being back at Lago de Yajoa to shoot more photos and help with Friends of Barnabas stuff. I’ve been spending my afternoons reading down beside the river and going for swims. I’m not sure how I will be spending my last day here. I’m thinking of going hiking into the hills. Last night was the best meal I’ve had since I’ve been here in Honduras. My house mom Donna Reyna prepared it for me. A completely traditional serving of refried beans, scrambled eggs, fried plantains, tortillas, avocado, and coffee. It was very delicious and my plate was completely cleaned. I’m beginning to get lonely here though. The few people that I met here ... read more
Saturday night fun
my afternoon snack
swamptruck


It was still raining this morning when I awoke. I went with my instructor to the ruin museum and read the signs in Spanish out loud. The museum contained many Mayan artifacts. Sculpture and objects with hieroglyphs were everywhere. I was particularly interested in the Mayan calendar and the dates thereupon. The artwork was astounding too with such detail and imagination. The head dresses that they adorned were incredible and amazing. There were human bone artifacts as well. There pottery I think was just as good in many cases as that of the Greeks but sometimes tend to be a little less perfected in balanced shape. A lot of the descriptive signs were in Spanish and there was no English translation. I still have not visited the biggest ruins. I don’t know why but I ... read more


01/26/06 This morning about 4 am I was awoken by some very loud music coming from the street. A mariachi band was playing from the back of someone’s truck. It was so loud! For a moment I thought that it was the stereo that is in the living area. They played two or three songs and I came out to catch the last little bit and saw them blow up some fireworks in the street. It was great. It woke me up but I didn’t mind I thought that it was totally wonderful and I loved it. Apparently this is a very common thing here in Copan. The locals love to celebrate and very lithe event is glorified with fire works that are very loud and sound like gunfire. I really enjoy this cultural difference. In ... read more
Children in the village above Copan
painting on school
The Copan Valley


01/24/06 The mornings here in Copan are an explosion in one’s ear. At about 4:30 am the roosters start cock a doodling out of tune and that goes on until nearly noon. The trucks start cruising by at 5 and make such a loud racket it sounds like you are in a war zone with gunfire and bombs going off. For an American who hasn’t experience these things it’s quite the cultural shock. The shower is either freezing cold or scalding hot. Breakfast was pretty standard; cereal, plantains, and coffee. The cats were a little more relaxed this morning. They let me alone to my breakfast. The parakeet sure was making a racket though. Reyna who is the house mom that fixes me food yelled at it but it did no good to shut it up. ... read more


01/23/06 This morning started with the realization that I was here still and that this has not all just been a dream. I got up and went to the shower. The water never got the slightest bit warm and I just splashed a little water on myself. I had a breakfast of Kellogg’s maize flakes and milk with plantains. The house cats were going after the milk so I had to swat at them with the napkin to keep them away. I started my classes this morning at the Guacamaya Language School. My teacher’s name is Idalyma and she speaks very little English if none at all. We tried to chat for a while but it was difficult and I think we got across to one another in small ways. My Spanish was much better than ... read more
the suburb ruins
the suburb ruins
mi mama de copan


01/22/06 I have just arrived in Copan after a very queasy bus ride experience from San Pedro Sula. I left the team there at the airport to fly back to Richmond. Some of them seemed happy to be leaving others were jealous of me and wanted to stay. I’m going to miss all of them, each one had something special that they offered to the experience of being here and now they are gone. I said goodbye to Jose and Elmer at the bus station and waited for about a half hour for the bus to be loaded. The ride was nonstop curvy and the movie they showed on the bus was horrible, Radio with Cuba Gooding Jr. Arriving in Copan I thought for a moment that I was in the wrong place because the bus ... read more


The first of our epic travel adventures across Central American borders began with our journey from Panajachel to Copan in Honduras. We rose earl for a 6 AM departure. If it was not so bloody early I am sure we would have appreciated the sight of the sun peeking over the vocanoes and bathing the lake in spectacular pastels of pink and orange. Instead we (well primarily me) grumbled and groaned as we piled into the bus bound for the second best Mayan ruins in Central America. Our driver, Carlos, was a great guy who managed to steal 2 quetzales from Linda (the equivalent of 40 cents), a packet of M and Ms from me and convince us that there was only one person in the whole of Honduras who spoke English (Current count of English ... read more
Who me?
Weighty issues.
TV these days.


The people of Honduras greet travellers with friendly and smiling faces, and the infectious nature of the locals quickly wins you over. This is a country that doesn't see many tourists, but the warm hearted locals make for a very pleasant stopover. My friend and I started our visit with a bus journey from beautiful Leon to the Nicaraguan border through an undeveloped area of the country. We were puzzled to see three very well dressed chicas jump on the bus in the middle of nowhere, only to jump off the bus after an hour or so ... still in the middle of nowhere! That experience will be filed under the category of a travel mystery. We crossed the border into Honduras with a high five while riding on a triciclero, which was certainly a new ... read more
Tegucigalpa cathedral
Mayan Ruins, Copan
The town of Gracias


Decided to stay another day in Copan Ruinas, such a cute little town and plenty to do...and I missed a bit of ElSal, so back to the Horizonte Surf Camp Hotel.... Another morning and everyone picks up from where they were last night....little Beatrice the 15 yo dynamo who seems to run the little palapa restaurant at the bottom of the property, right on the beach, gets out of the hamaca in the bar where she slept last night, she works from 6 in the am til 9 or later at night with 2 older woman who do the cooking, a wood fire right on the bench, gradually pushing in the branches and small logs that fuel the fire, perfect temp control....we chose the 2 bed bungalows, with aircon and fan!!...just couldn't fir in the wardrobe ... read more
Always on the job!
On the boat to the famous surf camp!
Dinner in Sipocate




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