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Sorry.
This is a bittersweet entry as while still having a fantastic time I managed to pick up a nasty chest infection which sentenced me to bed for a day and a half on the most beautiful tropical island. Then had some horrible news from home which just was devastating but everyone was really fantastic and looked after me delivering cold drinks, food and just a little company when I wasn't passed out. Thanks to my GP who had the foresight to prescribe me some antibiotics to take as she thought my chest sounded tight last time I went two weeks before leaving and was worried I'd get an infection while away....(if anyone wants her details she's in the city and awesome and I'm happy to pass them on!) Day three of my illness left me with cabin fever (although my fever was down-it's a very bizarre feeling to be bitterly cold under two blankets when it's 32 with 90% humidity!) and I headed off to the beach in the afternoon. There is not much to say that is not said better by the picture that I showed off first.
We arrived in Comoyagua, which is about half way betweeb Roatan and the Nicuaraguan border,at about 5 in the evening to the sounds of some pumping Latino hip hop and reggaton as directly across from our hotel there was a whole team of graffiti artists spraying a wall. We went for a quick wander around town which proved to have a very pretty town square (seems to be the thing around here) but we all felt a bit uncomfortable as we were attracting a lot of attention and lots of people had guns so we retreated to a restaurant for dinner and back to our noisy hotel.
Sadly this was our last afternoon on the beach but I'm glad I didn't miss out completely. It was also fortuitous to have been sick at this point of the trip as it was the one place we had two full free days in. We stayed in an awesome hotel with our own balconies and hammocks so I was able to drag myself out of bed and lie in my hammock (tough I know!)
(View from my hammock)
I wasn't the only one ill and we later found out that there has been a viral outbreak in Honduras-I was just unlucky that it spread to my chest.
Anyway-enough of that...I'm on the mend and I know the family is all together helping each other in Australia and that is the most comforting thing.
We had an early departure (5:30) from Roatan as it was going to be a big two days of travel to get to Nicaragua. The first day involved a 1.5 hr ferry ride followed by 8 hrs in the bus. We have been lucky enough to have our own locally owned minivan with the most awesome driver Ramon. The driving here is about a 7.5 on the IBTAB (International Bus Travel Anxiety Barometer) with some really amazing trucks overtaking trucks on hairpin bends etc but Ramon was cautious, considerate and cheerful (3 C-words you like to hear about a driver). We loved him!! The scenery going through Honduras is lush and tropical. There are sections of dense foliage on rolling hills with coffee and palm oil plantations dotted through. Small towns are all quite similar with little roadside stalls selling fruit, cold drinks and tortillas to the many truck drivers passing along the road.
After a hot and noisy night we stumbled back on the bus for another 12 hour trip to Granada in Nicaragua. Thank god for podcasts!!! We arrived in Granada Nicaragua after a stress free trip over the border. We were horrified to learn that Ramon had to drive back to Honduras that night-16 hours!!! So we stocked him up with chips, biscuits, coke and a fat tip!!
Sadly, we arrived to find our hotel in darkness as they had lost power-which meant an upgrade to a better hotel with a pool!!! Woo hoo! Things are looking up!!
Over and out.
Ps sorry for delay-really struggled to get anything done while crook and we have had intermittent Internet xxx
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