Shunning the vomit comet

So a few travelling days have gone past. Nothing especially eventful - but anyone wanting to get to La Ceiba from Guatemala -I highly recommend using Hedman Alas buses. Proper luxury, lots of free snacks and plenty of very crap movies. The 16 hours flew by. In fact I wish the bus could have gone through the night - that way we could have avoided a night in the sess pit of a hotel called Hotel el estadio. The guys running it seemed better suited to running a drugs cartel - if they spend some time working on actually growing a brain cell that is.

Anyway that was Tues, weds comes and it's time to get the ferry over to Paradise, otherwise known as Utila. The ferry to the islands is known locally as the Vomit Comet. I've heard stories of people not being allowed outside, and at least 10 people per crossing just spewing their guts up. Fortunately someone had told us about a new boat service that had started up. After much pfaffing from one half of the potential drug cartel - we got there. It ended up being a private charter - and the crossing was ace. We had dolphins swimming with the boat AND on hearing we were staying at the islands plushest hotel - the captain dropped us to our jetty at the hotel. It all felt very james bond.

The rest of Weds involved a lot of sighing and ahhhing from the balcony. The odd trip out, and drinks in a very cool bar called Babalu. The back of the bar is a square pontoon with tables all around - the centre is the ocean. Very cool. Probs not the best place to get really drunk at - I'd got a bout of food poisoning earlier that day ( my vomit comet moment did come after all) so was a pretty early night for me

Loving being back on an island

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