Tuesday, 6 March 2012

Credit please

Another stormy night dreaming of tidal waves and trying to remember what happened at the end of the movie ' a perfect storm'

Alas no ferries again today. In sunny weather this would delight me, in stormy weather it had me getting itchy for the mainland. The whole pro/ cons side of me kicked in:

Pro's
I get to run into the French guy who I met on my dive again ( I say met, I actually mean acted like a damsel in distress. Totally worth it when he tightened my cheat straps for me - swoon)
I get to eat felafel from the gorgeous Ultralight cafe

Con's
I miss out on a day in El Salvador and a day in Nicaragua
I'm eating too much crap
I'm going to run out of books

Ok so it was time to find a Plan not involving a ferry. Another stranded couple from the hotel suggrest chartering a flight. I should point out it's very stormy and windy but reverting to the Pro's/ con's list thing - death by plane crash was a risk worth taking. Turns out chartering a plane is very easy - $200 and it's yours. There were only 3 seats on the plane so we talked a German guy into it - and 30 minutes later we were off. Very exciting. ( we didn't callously dump the couple - they decided it was too expensive so have stayed another day. Not that I don't have callously dumping couples in me of course....)

We didn't spot any whale sharks from the ocean but we did see lots of disused planes. We'd heard that lots of drugs runs take place on the island, and I daresay some of these planes had been up to no good.

The day then takes a remarkable change to the worse. The term so close but yet so far seems appropriate. Our first (!) trip to the bus station involves detailed drawings by the bus manager trying to explain to us that the 2pm bus would maybe leave at 7pm but we wasn't sure as the road was closed due to a protest. Ok we think - we're keen on this flying malarky - let's just pick up a flight to our destination- more expensive but hey. Only there weren't any flights. Back to the bus station. I could go on to tell you about the irritating taxi cartel going on at the airport or the number of men with guns I've seen. I'm not going to though - after arriving at San Pedro Sula at 9pm we've maxed out the credit card. I've got cable TV to watch, beer to drink and Nachos to eat. I've also got men with guns roaming the streets outside - don't panic we've paid for 24 hour security. I think I may need another beer. Wonder what tonight's dreams will be about?

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