Travel Log: Day 7

Friday, July 4, 2008: Roatan, Honduras

Happy 4th of July from Honduras! What an odd place for an American to celebrate our nation's day of Independence. This was not the typical 4th holiday for us. This day started out early like the others and our first stop was at a butterfly farm. While we were driving there we passed some condos that were being built and the bus driver said that they were selling for $600,000 USD, which is quite a lot considering the exchange rate is 18:1. Our money is worth 18 times what theirs is.

This is a parrot I saw wandering around the butterfly garden that is about ready to lay eggs. Poor pregnant birdie.

Ohh, isn't that cute, Andrew found a friend!

You might think this is cool, but really the butterfly is dead...gross!

Look close and you will see the frog in between cards at the gift shop. Andrew has to touch everything (like a 4 year old!) and so he grabbed on and that sucker sprayed his hand with something smelly. I told you so :)

Round 2 on snorkeling. Andrew swam way out there to what you see as the horizon line in this photo. I thought for sure he would get hit by a passing boat or miss lunch because he had no way of knowing what time it was. Glad you made it back safe!

By this day all I wanted to do was sit with my feet in the water so that is just what I did. Unfortunately I did sunburn the tops of my feet though :(

After the beach we went to a local school and gave the students some much needed school supplies. They have so little, yet they are so happy. I wish I could take a group of American children here to help them gain an understanding of how good they have it here. There were probably 50 chairs crammed into this classroom.

This is a picture of what many of the local homes look like. There are open sewer lines along the road too (yuck!).

At dinner that night my husband had to do the YMCA dance. What a dork!

The man of my dreams...Ape man. Andrew kept doing this face to the kids at our table so I had to get a shot. Way hot honey!

These were some local musicians playing at the pier. They make really good money too. That blue bucket in front of them was packed full of tips at the end of the day (I peeked when I dropped in a dollar.)

Overall this was one of the best days because we got to do our humanitarian project. I really enjoyed myself, but honestly the heat and humidity were really starting to get to me so I was grateful to be heading back home.