Getting Here

The view at the airport in San Pedro Sula

After a great trip to Florida: a day on the beach, a night time boat ride and gorgeous weather, I awoke on Saturday morning to a gloomy, rainy day.  Anxious and excited I ate breakfast, repacked (a feat in itself) and headed to the airport.  As soon as I walked up to the TACA counter the man working there began speaking spanish. BAM. The adventure began.

The flight from Miami to San Pedro Sula was uneventful.  I was way too excited to sleep so I watched a little of a movie and ate the delicious pre-packaged cheese croissant.  When we got to SAP baggage claim was kind of a disaster but once all was found, immigration and customs was easy enough.  Then, I bought a bus ticket to La Ceiba and waited for the bus to board.

Bus Ride

From the airport I took the bus to the main terminal in San Pedro Sula and then waited for my connecting bus to take me the rest of the way to La Ceiba.  There were only 4 of us on the bus-2 Japanese tourists, an older Honduran couple and myself.  It was a long ride.  We watched Lassie twice, and I'm pretty sure at one point that the older man peed in the back of the bus.  When we finally got to the bus station in La Ceiba everything was dark and shut down, but Raphael, the director of the school I'm attending was there to greet me.  He brought me to my host family's house where I fairly quickly went to sleep, exhausted after my 12 hour travel day.