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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


Well, today I decided to take the secret, back way into Honduras from El Salvador...thats nice dear.... What an epic!...got out of San Miguel, yes, one of many San Miguels, there like the Smith name is to telephone books, San Miguels are to maps of central and south america....found the supposed border town just at the end of the road where they said it would be...but where's the road out?..some sort of mystery...the ongoing aversion to signage!...evryone pointing in different directions but the most credible says ´turn off at the casa de mouse´..so we go to a corner, no casa de mouse, and only a dirt track heading off into the sticks!...ask a few more punters, same story, so its off into the wild dirt track yonder...unbelievably bad road, washouts, rocks, everything a good dirt biker ... read more


Soewhere deep in north Honduras....one minute in Guate ..next in Honduras..and you´ll have to excuse the typing cos this is one sicko keyboard..u can see already that the space bar don´t always work.. So, down from the hills and the rareified atmosphere of Antigua..still a quandry as to whether its enjoyable being somewhere just like home or not..certainly a surreal bit of Guate..so, down, down to the coast, hotter and sweatier..then the rain..pissing down, then off to the left, lightning, great bolt hits the ground in the next field, blast of thunder, flashes of light...hole up in a servo until it passes..then down again, out of the coffee and avocado lands, down into sugar cane, bananas..and this where so much fantastic coffee comes from but can anyone make a decent cup of coffee?...like trying to get ... read more


RUINS!!!!!!!! Massive stone monuments in the middle of the Hondurian highland jungle....Discovered in the 1700 but not uncovered until recently (parts of it as late as the 80s) the Copan Ruinas Archeological Site is an impressive experience. The ruins are spread out over an area of 24 square km, and hiking around it climbing over temples, ballgame courts, ceremonial plazas and graves, you cant help but wonder if your stepping on someones kitchen or bed since only a fraction of the Mayan city has been dug out and the mounds you walk on are the parts that yet remain to be discovered. The guides brought the whole thing to life with their endless tales and trivia. One of them was only 13 years old ...killing time after school! See pics for details ok!... read more




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