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Does anybody know what gunshots sound like? 'Cause I swear, last night there was a shootout going on in the neighbourhood around our hostel last night. It doesn't make any sense at all, we're in what is probably Honduras' biggest tourist destination, a sleepy but prosperous little colonial town on the border of Guatemala, known primarily for being right next to the ruins of one of the major Mayan cities. We've been here for three days while Vanessa was recovering from a bit of fever, and the people here have struck me as leading as peaceful and relaxed a life as anywhere we've been so far this trip. I don't know, maybe it was the bikers. See, last night there was some kind of fiesta going on in town. There was a little charity event just ... read more


It´s funny how when you´re traveling alone, you never really are.... I had barely left my cozy room with Matt and Maggie, when I met Mike on the ferry from Utila to La Ceiba. Mike just finished two years in the Peace Corps in Nicaragua and is traveling back to California overland. We chatted for most of the ferry ride and somehow I convinced him that he should come to Copan with me, though I had barely decided so myself just the day before. Mike and I jumped in a taxi and two buses and about seven hours later, we felt like we had known each other for years. We got to Copan and got a room together, asking repeatedly for two separate beds. We joked that the hotel owners probably thought Mike had messed up ... read more


We left Guatemala today, after a trying day yesterday wandering around Guatemala City picking up my passport, trying to get my plane ticket replaced, and getting a special stamp in my new passport to confirm that I was in fact in Guatemala legally. I just wanted to leave you with a few parting thoughts about Guatemala, in no particular order and not at all related. Ten years ago, Guatemala ended its thirty-year civil war. That means that everyone you meet here between the ages of 15 and 45 grew up in an environment that threatened, and frequently erupted in, violence that remains practically unimaginable to us. This holds particularly true for the Mayan communities of the Altiplano, where a large number of massacres were perpetrated by the military (and occasionally by the guerillas) and entire towns ... read more


Four days on Jewel Key turned into a week, and still I'm finding it hard to pull myself away. There are three restaurants and a couple of general stores. Every house sits on stilts, just above the water. The people rarely wear shoes and speak this sing-song English that's almost impossible to understand. There's a tiny white church and the "knowledge square," where the men sit around and talk the day away. The week was filled with loads of sunshine, ocean breezes, baleadas for breakfast and fish burgers for lunch, plenty of Salva Vida and some of the best people I've met on this trip. And then there was the diving - I'm officially PADI certified! I wouldn't have done it any other way. The diving went smoothly and was absolutely gorgeous, after a minor near-death ... read more


Where do I begin?? I have seen so much in the past week.... I don't have time to write much now, because I'm about to go out to Jewel Key, near Utila, one of the Bay Islands off of Honduras. I'll be out there for 4 days or so, with no access to internet... I'm going to get certified to scuba dive!! I can't wait. But before I go, I just wanted to send this to let everyone know I'm alive, and having an amazing time. Here a few highlights from the past week.... Tikal - in a word, incredible. Vast ruins from the mysterious Maya.. how can you go wrong? We climbed the ruins for sunset, sunrise and a couple other times in between. It's probably the hottest place on the planet, surrounded by thick ... read more


Hei! Pa mandagen den 14 ankom vi Utila som är en del av Bay Islands och efter att nu ha varit där en vecka sa kände vi att det var dags att resa vidare. Utila är en interressant ö och blev en stor omvändning ifran resten av central amerika. Dels för att man kan göra sig förstadd med engelska, pa Utila pratar man Carribian som är en konstig blandning av engelska och spanska och dels för att livstilen pa ön haller sa kallad karribisk standard, dvs. väldigt laid-back och service far du leta länge efter. Grabbarna var bland annat tvungna att vänta 3 timmar i banken för att kunna ta ut pengar. Men saker gar ocksa langsamt nu pga paskveckan som är bland dom största högtiderna i central amerika, detta innebär en massa lokala turister som ... read more
Stor förväntan..
lets go...


Ahhh...back to life on a tropical island. I guess that all island life is fairly similar, for I am reminded a lot of my semester in Malta as the laziness of island life takes over my body and I find myself lamenting the "long" walk of 13 minutes from my house to the dive shop. Speaking of which....yeah! i did my open water course! I wasn't exactly prepared for the barrage of studying and hurried pace I was expected to move at my first day on the island. I got reeled into the first dive shop I checked out, Cross Creek, and ended up staying because of the on site accommodations, kitchen facilities, low student to teacher ratio, and free fun dives. So at about 1 o'clock I signed up, and at 4 I started class ... read more
Diving
New buddies in Utila


Tiden var kommet for aa forflytte oss til neste eventyr og vi la kursen for Utila, Bay Islands. En snodig liten oey en times baattur utenfor kysten av Honduras. Her er det en litt spesiell miks av sorte og hvite om hverandre. Den lille oeyen har vaert under inflytelse av de britiske innflytterne, noe som har foert til at alle snakker Caribean. En form for engelsk som faar Aal i Hallingdal til aa hoeres ut som bokmaal. Fasinerende aa hoere de lokale snakke sammen, man forstaar en setning mens den neste er helt uforstaaelig. Atmosfaeren og tempoet tilsier ogsaa at vi er i karibien. Utbrenthet er garantert et ukjent fenomen. Vi var innom det lokale reisebyraaet en tur, det var paa stoerrelse med et vanlig soverom der papiret floet og det eneste moderne hjelpemiddelet var en ... read more
Nattdykk
Dyikkerkurset


Hei Allesammans! Nu har jag kommit til La Ceiba, Honduras och jag bestämde mig för att skriva lite til dom där hemma, eller nu är ju Mamma o Pappa i Syd Africa men det är deras problem. Men nu är det dags för en uppsummering! Som nämnt tidigare sa drog vi til Palenque (fram med kartboken) pa tisdagen, fran Cancun ned til Tulum (ocksa det pa östkusten pa Ycatan Halvön), men eftersom vi inte ville spendera en extra natt i Tulum sa hann vi inte med mayaruinerna där utan vi tog nattbussen vidare til Palenque som var vart huvudmal. Staden ligger en bit innat i Mexico vid gränsen til Guatemala. Efter en natt pa ett alt för varmt hotellrum sa besökte vi Mayaruinerna i Palenque som gar för att vara bland dom bäst bevarade Mayastäderna. Ruinerna ... read more
Tempel I, Tical
Mina resekamrater...
Fin utsikt!


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
Another view of the coast from my roof
My new 20 year old friends in Trujillo
Another rooftop view




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