So there we are in Honduras. And what is the national bird of Honduras? Those amazing Scarlet Macaws, bird-dream of a photographer. Like many other parrots and toucans, you can meet them in tropical forest between south Mexico to Amazonian Brazil, Bolivia and Peru. And you can be sure – you will remember those meetings!
We have checked the corners of Honduras really quite well. Also because we couldn’t cross some roads – so we had to go totally around. And that’s how it happened that we ate ‘pollo con papas’ (chicken with fries) in: Omoam, San Pedro Sula, Comayagua, La Paz, Santa Barbara, La Entrada, Marcalla, Copan Ruinas, Gracias Read More
Lago de yojoa is not only the largest lake in Honduras but was always on the important route for early indigenous groups and now on the country’s only real highway CA5. So easy and worth to stop by.
– But why you call it “butterfly”?! – that was the only question Hanna had after this meeting. Me and Tom speak English with each other, but girls understand everything. Seems like the flying butter didn’t make any sense for Hanna, when she was watching those amazing wings.
And here we go: the real border for the Family Without Borders. Even if we were prepared for this moment already on the border with Guatemala, then on the border with Belize, then on the border with Honduras – and we managed – now it’s being really sad.
After cloudless sky above beaches in Belize – Honduras mountains seems to be really depressive. You are literally driving through the clouds and every small sunbeam between cloud and another cloud is welcome with family songs.
They call the ruins of Copan like this for its sculptures! Really crazy things to be watched even for an ignorant eyes.
While being on the road trip, you discover the road from million of sides. It’s your way, your aim, the bedroom, the shopping mall, the place of meeting people.
Very very sad end of our beautiful trip. We won’t get to Panama. We are back in Europe.