Showing posts from January, 2007

The Honduran adventure continues.

The ferry arrived back in La Ceiba at around 8.00am. We made our way to the city centre, where we headed straight for the tourist information office. Somebody had given us a good lead, Omega Tours. So after a quick phone call and chat with the very cordial Udu, originally from Germany, we found ourselves in a taxi, taking a 20 minute ride out to his and Silvia's eco-lodge, where we would go on a rafting trip as soon as we arrived. Actually, they were waiting for us, as a group was just about to head off! No rest for the wicked! The days that ensued were yet again, action packed and full of fun and good food!

Omega Tours Jungle lodge is only 9 kilometres from La Ceiba, up a dirt road alongside the Cangrejal (crab) river. As we were driven up, we were presented with a spectacular view of a river cascading over rocks ranging in size from pebbles to boulders, and with a spectacular mountain range in the background. We arrived, dumped our stuff into a room, met Udu, and were imm…

Diving Down Under, but Up Over!

Alex and I have wanted to do a diving course for years, but something always seemed to crop up. Besides having a reputation for being pristine and spectacularly beautiful, Honduras' Bay Islands, on the Caribbean coast, are also reknowned for having the cheapest world recognised diving courses. So, this was going to be as good a time as any to indulge! I should add that the reefs here, which are a continuation of the Belize reefs, are the second largest barrier reef in the world , after Australia's Great Barrier Reef. It is said that that both the snorkelling and diving here is spectacular. We soon found this out for ourselves.

The three main Bay Islands are Roatan, Utila and Guanaja. We chose to go to Utila. The ferry ride over was a little over an hour, and I quickly acquainted myself with the front, and open part of the boat. It was tearing through the water, which may I say was not exactly still. Air and water splashing in my face, I soon forgot that my stomach was in turmoi…

Did I say El Salvador? Change of plans!

Another day, another border! The border crossing at Guasaule was easy and effortless, but then we are becoming old hands at this now! As usual, there is always a little distance between the final bus stop, and the actual border.....a way for the locals to make some money, which I have no problem with. As soon as we stepped off the bus, we were mobbed by several men, offering to take us to the border, on what looked like a three -wheeled bicycle with a canopy. We had some fun haggling, and got them down to 10 lempiras each (USD$1.00 is about 19 lempiras). As usual, you cannot make everyone happy, so to give a couple of people our custom, I took one bike and Alex the other. They were rather funny guys, and kept us entertained the entire(but short!) way. We thanked them and ended up giving them 20 lempiras each! Then, they jovially, but quite honestly, asked us for some money to buy a drink! We rolled our eyes, laughed and waved goodbye as we prepared to leave Nicaragua, and enter Hondur…

What you have said about our journey and our blogs.

To all of you that have taken the time to share our journey & passions, we would like to thank you.
Alex has thoroughly enjoyed and continues to enjoy taking photos. You may call me biased, but I think he has taken some brilliant ones, and they are getting better!

As for me, I revel in being able to write openly and honestly, and being able to share with you all, how we feel about what we do and see.

This is what some of you had to say:

"I hope your new year brings you closer to your dreams and no doubt by the looksof things you might very well be on your way.I admire you for taking the courage to take this journey of wonderous adventure.It is great how you and Alex are allowing us all to share in your adventure and letting us see what theother side of the planet is like and sharing your experiences both good and bad. I feel almost there and thank you for allowing us that insight.It is great tosee how other people live-the real people that is." - Miriana Zanic

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How the other half..... lived.....and live!

Some say that we need to "wake up and smell the roses"! Some people actually do not have roses to wake up to! Some people never had roses to wake up to, and some people will never have those roses to wake up to! For those of us that do actually have those roses to wake up to and smell.....we are the lucky and priveliged ones!

Alex and I would like to share some of our thoughts and feelings on how other people live and what they have actually lived! The following takes place in Leon, Nicaragua.

On entering the "Galeria de Heroes y Martires" (the Heroes and Martyrs Gallery), the visual impact of hundreds of photos of faces stuck up on several boards was overwhelming! Most photos did not have a frame, some were old, many faded, but they all bore the person's name, and date of birth as well as the date they died. Most were young, and fresh faced. I noticed that there was no "cause of death" beneath any of the photos! I would soon learn why!

Dona Conc…

Celebrating 2007 in Leon, Nicaragua.

First of all......sorry about the delay in updating the blog, but we went through a 10 day patch of no internet accesswhatsover, and then another 4 days of very limited access! Story to follow later. How did we ever cope without internet?!

Leon is only a short (chicken bus.....well, kind of) ride away from Granada. Although it took us around three hours, this involved getting to the outskirts of Managua first, and then changing for Leon. Now remember, it was the day before New Year and all forms of transport were crammed full. We took a mini van both times, but it may as well have been a chicken bus as there was not a spare centimetre anywhere to be seen, or more to the point, to be felt! Trust us, cosy is an understatement! We had bags behind us, beneath us and on top of us, literally! And, as Alex would say, ¨Estoy sudando la gota gorda¨(I am sweating fat drops...of sweat). Once we arrived in Managua, we had to wait in a line for an hour or so, as several mini vans took off wi…

Nicaragua - you are now leaving your comfort zone!

On the morning of the 26th, we made our way to the dock, where we would catch a ferry back to the mainland. Our next stop, heading north, would be Granada. Granada is known for being one of Central America´s most beautiful and well kept colonial cities, which indeed it is, especially with its colourful architecture. What we didn´t like as much was how touristy it was (say the rtourists!), and what we found was a downtown area full of foreigners and foreign investment. As usual, Alex and I find beauty in getting out amongst it all, and chatting to the locals. We met an older gentleman, Enrique, who invited us to sit on his porch, and chat. He imparted with us some amazing things about the culture and history of Nicargua.

Travelling, in my opinion, is about learning, and getting out of your comfort zone, about meeting the locals and going to the markets to see how the people live and try the food that they eat, it´s about learning the language and trying to converse. It´s about experie…

Christmas.........Nicaraguan style!

A 3.00am start it was! After being told that all the inter-country buses were full, and that we would have to do it in ¨sections¨on the local buses, we figured that we should catch the first bus out. The bus we needed to catch was the 4.30ish bus ( I say ish, as everything is ïsh¨in these parts...things just happen...when they happen!), which would take us to the Pan-Americana Highway, from where we needed to catch a bus to the border. A bit of trivia: the Pan Americana is the main road which runs all the way from southern South America, all the way to the top of Central America. It is basically the heart beat of the Americas.

Luckily, the bakery was open, so just before boarding the first bus, we grabbed some bread! We took off in the dark, and some two hours later, we reached the highway! As it turned out, we befriended a Nicaraguan man, with whom we shared ¨breakfast¨with at the bus stop, waiting for the next bus! He too was off to Nicaragua, to spend time with his family. Pedro wa…