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Hey all,<br /><br />The final country on my Central America adventure, is the fascinating country of Honduras.<br /><br />And it was the beginning of Honduras started with the end of my trip with Dad. This was not before though a ramshackle of an entry across the Belizean border.

Live and Let Dive in Utila, Honduras

Lucian Reed-Drake
2006-03-27 13:52:58

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Hey all,

The final country on my Central America adventure, is the fascinating country of Honduras.

And it was the beginning of Honduras started with the end of my trip with Dad. This was not before though a ramshackle of an entry across the Belizean border.

I hate to say it, but the boat from Placencia to Puerto Cortes is an absolute shambles. $50 dollars was a steep price to pay for half a seat, then an hour standing in a rickety boat which we then all waited an hour and a half at the border crossing for nothing to happen, and for the attendant to insist handling passport details inside the crammed boat rather than in the space of the dock. 3 hours later we stretched our legs finally and waiting another half hour for them to go through every single passport..then call us up individually. In 30 degree heat, it was painstakingly slow.

Ah well, whos to complain, its all part of the travelling experience i guess! Once us group of gringos had got our new stamp, four english (me, Dad, Richard and Matt), two Dutch (Inges and Evelyn), an American (Yokey) and a French girl (Stephanie), negotiated with a innocent old
couple a ride to Tela, and La Ceiba via San Pedro Sula airport for just 15 US dollars each. Our ride was not in the back of a bus, nor nestled in the the front with Honduran radio = but the 8 of us perched on the back of a pickup truck!!

It was a remarkable way to begin the new country, as we chundered along at a ridiculously slow pace. Trucks stormed pass us and honked the horns, whilst we played Reggae and The Beatles out of our portable speakers, singing along to a beautiful mountainous countryside backdrop and laughing at the insanity of it all.

About 5 bum uncomfy hours later, Dad and I had arrived at our destination, the small town of Tela. After our pick up truck collided with a gutterhole and pushing the battered pick up truck back up onto the road, we checked in and ...