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Published: July 12th 2009
Once we arrived at the destination we had tried to get to a day before, we were actually glad that we got stuck in Tegucigalpa because of the curfew. D&D Brewery is a fair bit out of the way. However, the owner is from Oregon and Justin was intrigued by a microbrewery in the Honduran countryside. We ended up taking a taxi there for a couple bucks. Once we got there, we found out that "we don't know where the owner is or when he is coming back...and we are out of beer." Followed up by receptions recommendation that we stay somewhere else. They said cortijo was nice. So we went down to Cartijo
and got dorm beds for $10 each. More than we thought the area should cost, especially since our private room in the capital cost $12 total.
Having said that, it was a nice place to stay. Decent food, nice lake views, and the staff were fun. Cartijo is run by John, an American expat from Vermont. His 6 year old grandson was down visiting. We had fun playing fuss-ball together, with 6 year old rules: "that one doesn't count, my guy wasn't ready." We had good
There is not a whole lot in the area, we went to a nice waterfall about an hour away by bus. We met a Honduran American from Boston who was down for a wedding, hung out, enjoyed a very scenic waterfall that produced lovely mist that was like a very weak and slow shower. Perfect for cooling off during a hot day. It must have been about 90F, so we were nice and comfy even in the sun. I put my wallet and camera in my bag and stashed it in a corner, otherwise they would have been soaked. I had to remind myself to not stay in the sun, as I bet it would be easy to burn when one is so comfy.
I also enjoyed walking along the main road taking in some of the vistas. Great people around here. I decided to save myself the .60 cent bus fare and walk back to Cartijo from town, about 10 miles as a good several hour hike. Several locals stopped and asked me if I wanted a ride. Nice of them considering a bus comes by every 15 minutes. After about an hour, I saw storm
clouds emerging, so I accepted the next offer. Really nice couple. As it turned out, we were hit by a rather severe thunderstorm that night. John said it was a once a year magnitude storm. I was impressed. Our dorm room is a screened porch. The wind and rain were so strong that half the room was wet, and my bed soaked. Luckily, with the political turmoil in the country, we were the only ones staying there at the time and I just changed beds.
Mosquitoes were a problem. Night before, I slept in a hammock till 5am. As I was reading my latest paperback, I noticed that the bugs had found a way inside, maybe pressed to do so by the storm. I spent so much time killing bugs that I wasn't able to read my book. I counted up to 75 kills and then lost track. I don't think it would be too bad in the screened porch on a usual day, but somehow the storm drove them inside. The night before, I didn't get a single bite. After two nights, we decided to head down to the El Salvador beach, and it was time for another
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