Military coup in Honduras

A couple of days after we got to Roatan island, Manuel Zelaya, the president, got tossed out of Honduras by the military and the event caused quite a stir on the main land. On the island, though, we are still scuba diving, snorkeling, eating burritos and enjoying the tropical climate. We hear the locals discuss the current political chaos once in a while but the easy going islanders don't seem to fear the future. We are currently only affected by the temporary curfew the new government has issued which dictates nobody should be out after 10 PM. And after a hard days diving (and in Lisa's case, snorkeling) we are ready to sleep early anyway.


Saw the ruins

Hah! Finally got to see the damned ruins. Lisa's persistent fever dropped after the seventh day in Copán and we ventured out to see the Mayan ruins which are located only a short walk outside of town. The ruins themselves are good fun to explore on your own and you are for some reason allowed to climb many of the millennium old buildings. I guess the buildings survived the elements for so long that the caretakers figured a few tourists wouldn't do much of a difference. The weather was hot and sunny, unlike the previous couple of cloudy and rainy days, and that obviously added a extra pleasantness to the tour. Our guide book described many of the ancient buildings and statues and we hope that it justified not spending $25 on a guide. We also had the opportunity of walking through some of the ancient tunnels beneath the complex, but were too stingy to spend the extra $15 per person. A krone sparet is a krone tjent, as we say in Jutland...


Wasting time in Copán

Being absolutely battered after surfing we headed for San Salvador once again and the plan was to stay one night before heading north towards the border. I caught myself a fever so we ended up staying in San Salvador for 4 nights before being able to function normally. We went by bus to La Palma, a very northern mountain town with great views. This place was really cozy and after battling mosquitoes for two nights we pulled ourselves together to visit the great unknown Honduras. Wasn't that bad really as even the border police was nice. We were ultimately heading for Copán Ruinas, a small mountain town in western Honduras very close to the Guatemalan border.

To get there we had to go by five different buses and there are absolutely no information available on the bus terminals. But people are nice if you seem lost and are always willing to point you in the right direction. The trip itself was very scenic and prettier than the mountain roads in El Salvador, so we enjoyed the bumpy ride and shot some photos out the window.