Thursday, May 18, 2006We left shortly after work, headed for Sacramento. We had dinner along the way, someplace I’d never been and have already forgotten the name of. Will get it later. It’s in a little town between Stockton and Sacramento. Dinner was delicious – definitely someplace to visit again. We stayed at the Hilton Garden Inn in north Sacramento, about 10 minutes from the airport.
Friday, May 19Caught an early shuttle to the airport. Our flight was at “oh dark hundred” – 6:30-ish. Much easier to face a 10-minute ride than an hour drive, at that early hour! We flew on Continental, so we actually got a light breakfast (cereal, fruit and muffin) and a movie. Saw Casanova. Wouldn’t want to rent the DVD, but it was entertaining enough. We got into Houston midday and easily found our luggage and the Texas Shuttle counter, where we purchased a round-trip for our down-town hotel. Whadda ya know? Another Hilton Garden Inn, a few blocks from the
Galleria. After freshening up, we rode the complementary shuttle over to the Galleria and had some lunch at the
Cheesecake Factory. We were outrageously hungry and the food was outrageously delicious! After wandering around for a few hours – it’s a HUGE mall – we got tired out and walked back to our hotel for a nap. The way we walked, it was at least a mile. I’m sure we could have found a shorter way, but only at risk of getting severely lost! After our rest, we shuttled back and had a lovely dinner at
Daily Grill. The mall was closing around us as we left, and we saw a lot of young people in formal wear. Must have been prom night at the Westin Galleria!
Saturday, May 20
On to
Coco View! We were hopeful that we’d get to see Goblet of Fire, but I guess our flight was too short (a little more than 2.5 hours) from Houston to Roatan. Everything went smoothly at the airport, and we arrived at Coco View in time for a late lunch. After getting our stuff settled in our room, we went to the
Dockside Dive Center and got all our rental equipment, left our C-cards and picked up our weights. Next stop? Coco View’s famous front yard for some snorkeling. I’m really glad I spent months getting my “fake bake” tan – it really did provide extra protection against the sun. Between my tan and prodigious use of sun block, I got a teeny bit of pink on my face one day, and that’s it!
Sunday, May 21Time to dive! We had a full day scheduled, because K was only four dives short of his 300th.
1. “Inside Outside” – 50’, 35 minutes
2. “Wreck of the Prince Albert” (drop off) – 50’, 23 minutes
3. “Iron Shore” – 56’, 34 minutes
4. “Coco View Wall” – 59’, 39 minutes
I think it was one of these dives – Iron Shore, maybe – where we saw a MONDO crab. It was about the size of a turkey platter. I’m serious!
We were both falling asleep in our dinner plates, so called it a night shortly after 7 p.m. and slept through until 7 a.m. Monday!
Monday, May 22
1. 40 Foot Wall – 62’, 36 minutes
2. Mary’s Place – 84’, 36 minutes
Mary’s Place didn’t live up to all the hype. Too many divers go through it, and the coral is pretty beaten up. It was my first crevice dive.
Tuesday, May 23I skipped the first dive (French Cay – something like that) because it was a drift dive, and I was too chicken. Everyone said the dive was lovely, but getting up the ladder was very difficult. K scraped the heck out of his arm.
1. Pirate’s Point – ____________
2. Coco View Wall (drop off) – 58’, 43 minutes
Today was the barbecue out on the Key. The dancers couldn’t make it and rescheduled for Thursday. We coated ourselves in Skin So Soft and DEET, but it was pretty windy, so the only bugs in attendance were flies.
Wednesday, May 24We rented an underwater digital camera for the day, so were determined to have a lot of photo opportunities. I don’t feel ready to be messing with a camera underwater, so the only photos I took were topside. For our morning dives we were assigned to another boat, because nearly everybody from the Red Boat was off doing the shark dive.
1. Half Moon Bay – 81’, 42 minutes. Saw a very cool eel on this one. Unfortunately, none of our eel photos turned out. One of those learning experiences one would rather not have.
2. Wreck of the Prince Albert (drop off) – 48’, 40 minutes.
3. Valley of the Kings – 92’, 35 minutes. The 92’ was a big oops on my part – Jaime sent us down a crevice (me first!), and I was very focused on keeping control of my buoyancy and not touching anything on the sides. In a few places, there was stuff growing across, so I had to be really careful to either go under or over it. When I came out at the bottom, I looked at my depth guage and realized I was too deep. I turned around to look for K – he was about a dozen feet above me and was gesturing emphatically for me to come higher. Which I did! We leveled out around 65’ and continued on to enjoy the wall. Valley of the Kings is gorgeous, glorious, beautiful and my favorite dive of the week. What a way to end our diving adventures for the week!
We went out to dinner with a group of others (Kathy & Bruce, Chris & Christine, Michelle, Jeff, and Doug) to a delightful place called The View (or was it The Vue?). I’ll always remember Heather, who served us. Very full of personality – definitely a kick in the pants!
Thursday, May 25Happy 23rd Birthday, Alexandra! I really did remember – I took a picture of a shop named “Alejandra” in Copan Ruinas in your honor!
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Today, we caught our boat to Roatan at 5:30 a.m. This was the start of a l-o-n-g journey to Copan to see the Mayan ruins. We took a plane from Roatan to La Ceiba, then took another plane to San Pedro Sula. Both were AT LEAST 30 minutes late (island time … but it was the mainland!). They were both smallish (<20 passengers) twin-engine numbers. We were met by our tour guide, Luis, at San Pedro Sula. I have his card somewhere, so will probably add his last name and company to this at some point! He took us to the hotel where his office is, and we had a delightful (and much needed) breakfast at the hotel while he waited for his apprentice tour guide to join us. It was around 10 or 10:30, I think, and we were famished. His sidekick never showed up – something about a wife in labor, or something (where are his priorities, I ask you?) – and we embarked on the land portion of our journey. Our wheels were a very nice air-conditioned Toyota tour van. Luis was an excellent driver, which is more than I can say for about 97% of those on the road. Luis did say, “If you can drive in Honduras, you can drive anywhere!” Very few places even had stripes on the road. It was just plain crazy. Everybody drove with one hand on the horn, including Luis. And it was necessary! Many people took their half of the road out of the middle!
The scenery was lovely, but it was sad to see how much jungle is gone. We saw areas that had been burnt quite recently to make more farmland. There’s also quite a bit of poverty – we saw rows and rows of makeshift shacks along the road as we left San Pedro Sula. Luis said that a lot of people come to the city because they’ve heard there are lots of jobs. Unfortunately, many of them come without job skills. It was very sad to see. There’s a deep divide in Honduras between the “haves” and the “have nots”.
We arrived in Copan Ruinas around 1 p.m. It’s a lovely city with narrow cobblestone streets – much as I imagine one might find in Spain or other old cities in Europe.
[stay tuned for more!]