Hi all! I am back from a 10-day vacation — four days in Honduras and six days in Puerto Rico — visiting family and playing tourist at the same time. I didn’t take my computer and didn’t even know what time or day it was most of my time away so it was definitely a vacation.
But I missed you all and am so ready to catch up on MT news!
First of all, I want to send my thoughts and prayers to our beloved tjb22 and her family in Ohio. I was shocked and sad to hear about her son-in-law’s passing after his valiant fight against renal failure. T, please know that you have an entire community here behind you.
Also, I was excited to “see” some new faces on our site. Welcome Abbie and rbt1!
I haven’t gotten a chance to read any news as I completely checked out the entire time I was abroad. But I have lots of photos to share from my trip. First stop: Honduras.
I’ve written about our previous visit to the Copan Ruins, which are worth checking out. This time we stayed with Markos’s cousins in San Pedro Sula, the second largest city in the country.
What hospitality. They had a birthday cake and piñata for Eli, who officially turned 4 there:
Markos’s cousin, Mario, took us to some amazing spots in San Pedro Sula while his wife and children were in school. (Our cousin Elena is a preschool teacher.) First, we rode through the mountains on a motor car:
One caveat: because San Pedro Sula is surrounded by beautiful mountains, the smog is trapped in the city. Normally, I am not an allergy-prone person like my husband, who regularly pops a Claritin pill for congestion. But this time I did find myself having to take the Claritin to keep a runny nose at bay. I have never had to do this anywhere, including San Salvador, Havana, or even Los Angeles, which makes me think the air quality in San Pedro Sula is not that good — or its beautiful greenery just didn’t agree with me.
Nonetheless, I enjoyed the views and experienced my first ever behind-the-scenes tour of a zoo at the Zoológico Joya Grande in Santa Cruz de Yojoa, which is approximately 50 miles south of San Pedro Sula:
The zoo, by the way, had a multitude of offerings, including a zipline — canopy en español — and river tour on these “amphibian” car-boats. As a parent, something I always enjoy when I visit Latin America is that children are welcome everywhere, including the canopy. The kids, who were secured by rope like the adults, rode on a worker’s lap.
Also, there seems to be less judgement of parents. No one cares if the kids are in car seats, if they cry, and I feel free to reprimand my children in public — no matter how ugly. After Eli had a meltdown, Markos and I commented on how grateful we were that it took place in Honduras. No one batted an eye.
We selfishly took in more breathtaking views of San Pedro Sula’s mountains from the Museo de Antropolgía e Historia (the Anthropology and History Museum) in San Pedro Sula:
Most of all, we enjoyed each other’s company. After our museum outing, we went to eat at a seafood restaurant by the beach, and were serenaded by a mariachi quartet. My requests? Serenata Huasteca and Lastima que seas ajena. I have Alejandro Fernandez and Vicente Fernandez’s versions respectably on my iPod. Mario requested the song Mujeres Divinas. We sang along, drank and just had a good time. I would absolutely return with the kids.