Another week another three countries.

After spending three days in Granada we mets some fellow vangabonders that wanted to head to the Bay islands in Honduras.

And that is just what we did... or tried to do.

After two days straight on chicken buses we finally arrived at the Honduras border where we were informed that there was a bridge washed out in the town we were supposed to catch a ferry from. For some unknown reason we continued north to the capial Teguicigalpa. We arrived late and planned on leaving the next morning early. While in our hotel room we happened to notice a newspaper with the following on the front cover.

¨¨20,000 people displaced, 2 dead, hurricane on red alert.¨

We decided to turn around.

After another three days on buses. We have arrived in Puerto Viejo, Costa Rica on the carribean coast. It is a small rasta town. We enjoy it thus far. We are camped about 20 meters from the crystal clear waters of the beautiful Carribean sea.

Soon I hope to add photos.

We just got word that Matt the other guy we were with is back in the States. We were quite suprised and hope all is well with him. Matt if you read this, we both hope you are well and not turned off to international travel. Sorry we didn´t meet up again. It sounds like you are okay with what happened.


Next stop... Bocas Del Toro.

Until then

paz y amor

Dont forget to watch the sunrise and be humbled.