Two hours of sleep. Straight, non-stop travel for the past two months. Tons of stories already to tell. I honestly wondered if would be jaded to the fact that I have been blessed yet again to go to an exciting new country for another exciting new adventure. Uh huh… how could I ever question? My first glimpse out the window as we were beginning our decent in Honduras and I could barely hold back my yelp of glee… well, a little yelp did escape! ; ) I saw a pale, sandy beach ringed with brilliant azure and emerald turquoise. I still don’t even know really what I was seeing… I’ll find out! From that second on, I proudly wore a grin from one ear to the other for all the other first class passengers to see. Yup, that’s right. First class. The flight from Atlanta to Honduras was booked solid, so poor little me had to be upgraded to first class. What a treat!! I’ve never flown first class before…
For the rest of the landing I was like a kid in a candy shop. I’ve never been to Honduras but I felt like I was coming home. ‘Pah’… some of you might say. But, it’s true! Some places just resonate within you. Honduras does for me… just like Italy… just like Laos… just like the Tiger Muay Thai boxing gym in Phuket, Thailand.
The “international airport” was a trip. I’ll get pictures up asap so you know what I mean.
But for now, I’ve gotta run. Work to do
Just as I suspected… the photo above is a shot of part of what’s known as “The Bay Islands” and the coral reef that surrounds them. The Bay Islands, Utila and Roatan, are home to the world’s second largest coral reef. Second only to the Great Barrier Reef off the coast of Australia.