These is my boarding pass, a laminated, inkjet piece of paper. I did not get to keep it.My flight to Roatan was an a little 15 passenger plane. It was the smallest plane I had ever been on. It was one of those where they lead you out onto the tarmac. There were definitely not any snacks or drinks. I was the last one in line, and the pilot started to chat with me. Turns out, he grew up in Olancho! Then he asked me my opinion on the plane. I didn't express the irrational fears that screamed "rattletrap" and "death-death-death" in the back of my head, only saying that it was the smallest I had ever been on.
When walking down the street in one little village in Roatan, I came across this signature in the sidewalk. Laurie said that he was the mayor or something important.
When I went out to the tourist side of the island, I took a ride on a glass bottom boat. Here is some of what I saw. We also saw lots of different fish, a stingray, and a sea turtle. No sharks, however, although one of the passengers was convinced that every big fish was a shark.
Me, experiencing the "yacht" as the locals call the ferry.The flight to Roatan is a little pricey if you have to do it often. So many people take the ferry. I took the ferry back to the mainland, because I was determined to experience it. It was a modern affair, with air conditioning and a movie. I stood outside for awhile, but it's a three hour ride, so I didn't stay for all of it.
I traveled with Wilfred and Toroni, two El Sembrador students who live on Roatan. We stayed the night at Wilfred's sister's house. They were nice people, so the fact that I had to share a bed with the sister wasn't so terrifying.
We rode the bus back to school. When we switched buses in Teguc, we found that many of our friends were making the same connection for Catacamas. There must have been about ten El Sembrador students on the same bus. This made the last three hours pleasant ones.
