Copan Ruinas, Honduras

We delayed our departure from Roatan as long as we could and then finally headed south west to Copan Ruinas to get our archaeological thang on. Very beautiful and intricate Mayan ruins dating back from 400 AD. Copan itself is a charming little town, walking distance from the ruins. Not a lot of English spoken there and, as it was still the low season, not too many tourists other than ourselves.  This gave us the chance to brush up on our Spanish.

Sampling street food in Copan: grilled corn on the cob with lime and salt

Roatan, Honduras

Roatan is a tough place to leave: white sandy beaches, palm trees, the deep blue clear Caribbean, and a very laid back Garifuna vibe. We spent a few (ehem, six) days chilling on the beach, swimming, snorkeling, and terrorizing the island on our hogs (this means we rented scooters). We even went scuba diving!

still trying to master the underwater shot

This one's for you, Laffey

On the way there, we met a very cool British couple, Mike and Katie, and we wound up splitting a cabin with a kitchen and deck. This was awesome because we were able to buy and cook our own food - finding places to eat all the time can get old, not to mention expensive. We spent our nights hanging out on the deck, playing games: we taught them Scribbage and they taught us a great new card game that we will be sure to keep playing during our travels. Despite their horrible teeth and constant blathering on about the Queen, they were very nice. (Note: on wherearekatieandmike.blogspot you can read how Julie and Dave were very nice save for the ugly shorts, Indiana Jones hats and giant cameras).

alright ,so we didn't cook and eat in every night

skeeter netting

Divers use this board to document the funky fish they see.  Julie claimed she saw Ariel but they weren't havin' it. 

Davey's got the bends...