Very very sad end of our beautiful trip. We won’t get to Panama. We are back in Europe.
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.
They call the ruins of Copan like this for its sculptures! Really crazy things to be watched even for an ignorant eyes.
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.
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.
– 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.