Tela

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After a night in strange Omoa, we decided to sleep one more night on the lovely caribbean coast of Honduras before reaching Utila, one of the Bay Islands. Tela didn't turn out to be as "caribbean" as we would have hoped it to be, but another wild, chaotic, small honduran town. As the german hippie in Omoa had told us: this country is wild, and we could clearly sense the difference from indigenous Guatemala.

After looking for a hostel for quite a while, getting more and more irritated... we finally found la posada del sol in the centre of town. The best thing about that hostel was that they had a collective TV!! After having checked out the city (took us about 30 min or so...) we bought some coconut bread, some liquados that we mixed with rum and sat down in front of the TV and watched Motorcycle diaries once more... Life felt good again!

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