See you Roatan. You miserable island.
So we decided to leave Roatan a day early and head for the hills instead. Turns out that Roatan is a very unhappy island, everyone (aside from a limited few) are miserable. People working at the hotels, restaurants, supermarkets, the airports, you name it and they’re miserable. It put a real dampener on our time on Roatan.
We loved the beaches and relaxing but the food was poor and expensive for something not that enjoyable. It also cost a fortune just to get the water taxi anywhere. It was more expensive then Australia and that’s saying something.
We changed our flight and took the tiny tin birdy back to San Pedro Sula and got picked up to go to Lake Yojoa, around an hour and a half out of SPS. Our view of Honduras was really tainted by Roatan but this place is different. The same vibe as Guatemala. The locals say ‘Buenas’ as you walk along and actuallly smile and give you the time of day when your Spanish is terrible.
We’re staying at a craft brewery near the lake. Rafe’s in his element testing all the ales brewed on site. We managed to go for a walk around a coffee plantation today before the rain set in. It’s tropical here. It is bucketing it down. Not even like Wales bucketing down. We’re sat outside under a hut eating our dinner, of actual good fresh food, we may need a kayak to get back to our room.
We’re hoping to go river tubing, waterfall hiking and rowing on the lake over the next few days. Then the long slog home on Tuesday.