Home hasn't ever looked so appealing

This last weekend, I had my last adventure traveling in Honduras. I went to the north coast to La Ceiba. It was a seven hour drive. On the way there we hit a dog, which was the first time that I’ve been in a vehicle that has hit an animal. The main purpose of the trip was to celebrate Carnival, a celebration of the founding saint of La Ceiba and on par with Mardi Gra. The parade was fun; there were actual floats which were impressive, but I enjoyed hanging out at the beach much more. Our friends that we stayed with directed us to a river that was connected to the Caribbean Ocean. It was so great to cool off and swim around with fishes. During the night, we witness the madness. It was crowded and definitely a mob mentality was present. The festivities were just too much for my taste. Ultimately it was worth it just to be in the car and raminice of the Rocky Mountains, the drive north is identical to the drives in Colorado.

I’ve been feeling a little low lately. I choose to be alone most of the times yet feel desperately lonely, ironic, verdad? I know that I’ve made the right decision in going home permanently. I’ve been so depressed here. Every night when I’m sitting alone I’m itching to be home. Yes, I’ve had a once in a lifetime opportunity and great experiences but there are people in my life that need me. It’s finally time to confess that I need them too. It’s so lonely living without those people who truly love me and support me even when I fail. I know that I’ll survive the next 20 days; I just hope that I’m thriving. That I’m still living to the fullest while counting down each day.

Mayan Ruins during the intimate weekend

The last weekend some of my friends and I went to Copan. The original plan was to go to Nicaragua but when we went to the bus station to get the tickets there were no tickets. So the next day we decided to have a Honduran excursion. Copan is six hours away close to the Guatemalan border.

The first day we arrived in Copan we checked into our hostile and walked around to get a feel for the city. I loved the fact that on every street corner there was a coffee shop. The best thing was all the great meals we shared. My first and only fresh bagel in Honduras, three course meals with great views, and delicious coffee definitely kept me satisfied.

On the second day we were very busy. In the morning, we explored the Mayan ruins, the main attraction in Copan. It was real fun to climb the steps and see all the different structures. My legs were sore the next day on our bus ride back to Tegucigalpa. Afterwards, we went on an intimate coffee tour. We went to the Welchez coffee farm which is located 30 minutes away in the mountains. We were the only four on the tour. It was fun to hike around the farm and learn so much about coffee growing and processing. The tour included an elegant meal overlooking the tropical coffee farm. The smells reminded me of when I was a little girl and loved the smell of my dad’s coffee. Over all a great weekend and lots of great memories!