After telling you HOW do we sleep in our car, now it’s time to tell the story: WHERE. Since I have received quite some questions, maybe it’s good to put it into one post.
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.
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.
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
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!
Belize – a tiny country with more than 400 cayes. But what the hell are those cayes?
We don’t just go from a place A to the place B. All the places on the way, where we sleep or cook – became memories itself.
Going south in Belize, the most far away from touristic crowds of the seaside and the islands. Far into the jungle, in Toledo district, very close to Guatemala but to get there you need to go around for 600 km.
Also during our trip they happen: those days of doing nothing. Or maybe just nothing spectacular, because we were busy all the time: with discovering the waves, stones in the sand and funny plants.
Not experts of Maya ruins, nor experts of bird life but both: in Lamanai and in Crooked Tree wildlife sanctuary we were again impressed.
So in the evening we met this nice Canadian girl and she told us that Barton Creek on the north of Belize should be a small paradise. She didn’t have tell us more, next morning we left San Ignacio, with her.
First impression from some jungle road: a crazy mirage or they are shooting a movie? Do you remember “Dr. Queen” series? Or “Little House on the Prairie”? Women in long, simple dresses and bonnets, men in denim overalls and hats. Those are the Mennonites, religious community and a much more exciting topic than beaches and Read More
– Aarite, Bro? – our first hours in Belize were kind of funny. Everything sound a bit like a joke: suddenly super open, friendly and talkative people. A big change from shy and distanced Maya people in Guatemala. But that was only the first impression, Belize is like a strong drink made of very different Read More
From the west to the east, from Pacific to Caribbean sea, sometimes for 3 days without asphalt… Guatemala is not only those “places-to-be” from the travel guides but much much more, somewhere between one village and another.
Yes, sometimes it’s worth to get up before the sunrise and have an adventure of a month: the breakfast on the top of 1300 year-old-temple in one of the most powerful kingdoms of the ancient Maya world.
Would be strange not to visit Antigua, an old capital of Guatemala. But it’s so full of students of language schools that is already a bit annoying.
That was the first time when changed our mind and didn’t take our own car for a day trip. Was a good decision. Those crazy, bumpy 11 kilometres took a while but at the end… there was again a bit of paradise.