That is a pretty misleading title. Not because I’m not in Honduras (I am!) but because I am in my beautiful second home of Roatan, and they don’t speak Spanish here! Well, they do, but English (with a delicious Caribbean accent) is most islanders’ first language.
I arrived yesterday, promptly got a rum punch in each hand and have been catching up with friends since. There is definitely a different vibe here in the slow season. It’s also really rainy and gross right now and that always tends to make people a little weird when they’re used to so much sunshine.
I’m planning on just taking it easy, diving, and reading a book in the hammock today. Turns out that’s way better than working at two jobs on a Monday. Who would have thought?
I’m still not sure if the image posting thing works on this iPhone app I’m using to post this, but I’ll try. This is the only photo I’ve taken so far (my first peek at the reef while the plane was landing):