Rain Rain go away!

I made an abrupt decision to leave the beautiful tropical forest getaway at the Finca Tatin and start my journey to Honduras yesterday. I had really been enjoying the place but I found myself at a long dinner table not able to really talk with anyone as there were representatives of about 6 different languages, which was fun for the first day or so, but I could feel the approaching need for a change of scenery. Two friends I had met in San Pedro Laguna apparently felt the same way and decided to do a quick pack and join me on the boat to Livingston and beyond.

From Livingston we caught a boat across the river to Puerto Barrios. In route I started talking to a lady from Honduras carrying a small container with fish she was bringing back for her kids. When we got off the boat we were immediately confronted with taxi drivers trying to lure us in for what I would later find out to be way too much for a ride to the boarder. Instead my new friend waved us in her direction and proceeded to help us get all the way into San Pedro Sula. Had I rushed once we arrived at the bus station I could have made it to La Ceiba last night, but decided to take it easy and spend the night in the city with Ema and Steve. Honduras has seen some rough times, but with a new president in place I am told things have at least improved to some degree. We went out for a bite to eat and looked around the park a bit and things seemed to be pretty safe and tranquil as there were hundreds of people out and about in the area. As we sat in the diner we saw the number of people quickly begin to thin out and store owners began boarding up their businesses. We took the hint and made our way back to the hotel for the night.

Ema and Steve took off early this morning to make their way to Nicaragua and left me to get a few more hours of sleep before heading back to the bus station and on to La Ceiba where I would catch a boat to Utila. Everyone has told me how great it´s going to be and that we´re at the beginning of Whale Shark season. So as we approached La Ceiba and the rain became heavier and heavier my spirits began to dip though I tried to stay positive and hope for the best. As the taxi driver approached the terminal I could see there wasn´t much hope and found myself at a little hole in the wall hotel in La Ceiba. But i´ve moved past that and looking on to bigger and brighter things...that´s a lie, this is a huge downer in my trip, but I am hopeful that tomorrow will bring better weather and a safe ride out to the island. For now i´ll have some quality time to explore La Ceiba under the cover of my rain jacket and get some rest tonight.