After 4 hours of marching practice, 2 weeks ago, and a parade marching through the streets of Gracias, the gringas were free to begin our 4 day weekend with much enthusiasm. Honduras' Independence gave us the freedom to explore a little bit of the country. Due to the fact that our traveling is by bus and usually quite lengthy trips, we decided to leave bright and early Thursday morning, 4:30 am bright and early. You know us crazy gringas! After somewhere between 6 and 7 hours of traveling and encountering one very old, very sweet, and very cooky elderly lady we made it our hostel and found out that we had quite a nice cabin with the bonus of a jacuzzi tub! After settling in we ventured out to the canal and had a peaceful rest sitting by the canal. That night we had the most amazing hamburgers and beer, our hostel was also a brewery :) Friday we went to Pulhapanzak Falls where we paid a much need tour guide to walk into the base of the waterfall, and climb into a small cave behind the falls. There are few words to describe the experience other than intense. The water was spraying into our faces so much that we could barely open your eyes much less breathe. Our tour guide told us to hold hands and breathe through our mouths. Kate and I had to remove our shoes for fear that we would have yet another adventure of losing a flip flop but this time without hope of recuperating it. After some serious panicking we all made it through the waterfall and back and were exhilarated that we had survived such a treacherous plight. We had another relaxing night of delicious food and yummy beer. Sunday is was time to head back to Gracias and what an adventure that was. Our first bus was smooth sailing and went without a hitch but the next bus, oh boy I am not even sure how to explain it. First we had to wait for about an hour as they filled up the 15 passenger van. There were finally enough people to begin our voyage when much to our dismay another 8 people jumped on to the bus. There were now 23 people in the van and some were standing crouched over other passengers (ie Kate and myself). The van begin the twisty turny trek back and I took myself to my happy place. After what felt like an eternity but was probably only 45 minutes a small child in the back of the van began throwing up.....we all begin shouting for A) bolsa- bag (for the child to throw up in) and B) to open the windows to air out the smell. We finally made it back home and I found that the door to my room was locked and I had absolutely no key.....
Side note: Thursday night our house was broken into, which we found out Friday morning. Thank goodness for our amazing neighbor and finally some prompt action by our land lord who finally fixed all of our windows and doors.
Unfortunately, the landlord had decided to lock 2 doors inside the house, mine and Colleen's. Well Colleen was able to break in through an inside window. I on the other hand, first attempted to break the door handle, truly an epic failure. Finally, we had to break in through the window and I was able to get into my room. Needless to say it was quite a day. Eventually I realized homeboy thief had stole my camera, my blackberry, and 300 lemps ($15). Good thing he was not really the most brilliant thief because it turns out he is our neighbor boy, whose mom we bought tortillas from all the time. Well, his mom actually attempted to sell my camera to our neighbor lady who had been watching our house and little Esperanza. As luck would have it I did get my camera and my cell phone back but my money has not returned.....still need to have a chat with little neighbor boy. Ah, I tell you life should be so dull here but it has proven to be anything but...let the good times roll.
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