Day 312: Hope for the best

We try to remember the “roll with the punches” maxim when crossing borders overland in Central America.  Catching several buses, going through immigration, and dealing with the transient scene can be hectic but we’re always happy to continue on to a new country and reach our next destination.  Surprisingly, the journey into El Salvador was…

Day 311: That’s a good looking bird

Sporting bright and beautiful rainbow-colored feathers, the scarlet macaw is a stunning creature to fix your eyes on up close.  The national bird of Honduras was a symbol of power in the Mayan world and its plumage had a significant value in rituals as well as trading.  Macaw Mountain is a bird park and nature…

Day 310: Paris of the Maya world

A must-see for us in Honduras, the Copán Ruins sparked our interest because they have some of the most impressive pre-Colombian art anywhere in the world.  The city was one of the great centers of Maya civilization more than a thousand years ago and culturally dominated the region for centuries.  Wonderfully preserved architecture, sculptures, and…

Day 309: The burrito’s little brother

The baleada is one of the most common and affordable foods in Honduras.  Sold on street corners and inside restaurants everywhere, the light and easy snack can be eaten at almost any time of day.  The most simple version is just a folded flour tortilla that is filled with refried beans and quesillo which is…

Day 308: It’s in the name

Even when you’re in another country and everyone is a complete stranger, it’s hard not to look when someone calls your name.  Since arriving in Central America, I’ve been caught a couple of times and have turned around, only to see a mother or father chasing after their little toddler.  The spelling is a little…