Adios Antigua. Hola Copan.
We’ve had a bit of a whirl wind three days so I haven’t had time to do a post. On Saturday we were in Antigua, Guatemala. Today we are on Roatan, one of the bay islands off the coast of Honduras.
Saturday we visited the market in Antigua, it was a maze of everything you could possibly imagine. We bought a hammock chair for £9, bargain. We also didn’t get pick pocketed, winner. We stopped for a drink, by drink, I mean the boys kept it classy and had 4 beers each before midday.
We then made a trip to the supermarket to buy bus picnic food for our bus to Honduras the following day. A piece of information that wasn’t vital for you to have but I felt you needed to know. This van was parked up outside the supermarket which made me laugh.
We did a walk around the streets of Antigua in the afternoon, theres ruins and churches on every corner. Then still keeping it classy we shared a take out pizza in Central Park.
Child labour is big in Antigua. We went out in the evening to a bar to watch a gig and there was a vast amount of shoe shine boys and cigarette sellers. It was 10pm and at that time 4 year old kids should be no where but tucked up in bed. It’s so sad to see. Even little girls who could barely talk were running up to us in the street with necklaces.
After few to many Vodka y Pinos at a Guatemalan lock in later, we retired to bed. Ready for our 6am bus to Copan Ruinas in Honduras. We had an hour layover in Guatemala City. In bus stations in Wales the signs say, no rollerskating, no smoking, dont feed the pigeons. In Guatemala they say, no guns. We’re sad not to have had more time in Antigua, it’s such a nice town if you can ignore the drugs scene. Where else can you buy wacky backy with your necklaces, spanish lessons and tacos?
Sunday consisted of a 6 hour bus ride. It was a 1st class coach thank god. It was soul destroying. We did the border crossing quickly though. The scenery in southern Guatemala and into Honduras is amazing. It doesn’t even look real.
We arrived in Copan and took a tuk tuk to Casa Dona Elena. We have a habit of picking old peoples guest houses but it was lovely. She didn’t speak any English and our Spanish is poor but we got everything sorted. She is our Honduran Granny. The view from our room was amazing.
We were cream crackered but ploughed on to explore Copan Ruinas. It is well worth the $15 entry fee. They are so well maintained and alot of work has been done there. It was Sunday afternoon but there was hardly anyone there. Lots of macaws there too. Who’s a pretty boy?
We had a mega early night ready for another 5am start today. More on that in the next post.