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hitching a ride

After dragging the Danes out of their sex den, we went in search of food.  As it turns out, the Danes are very cautious about the type of restaurant they will dine in.  They are nervous about getting a stomach virus.  Is that really something that happens while travelling?  I have never heard of that before.  No crap Danes, people get sick.  The point is, the more careful you are, the more likely you will get sick.  It is just the way travelling works.  Call it traveler’s irony.  An example of this irony is revealed later in the trip, so stay tuned.

Well, the search lasted far too long because of the afore- mentioned overcautious diners.  We finally settled on a place near the hotel.

waiting for the late bus
   We walk in and the first thing you notice is that the place is pretty dark and damn hot.  We ask the server/cook/hostess, basically the only person in the joint what was for breakfast.  She explains it is typical breakfast, chicken, rice, plantain, and of course mashed potatoes.  For breakfast?  Sounds yummy.  Ahhh no.   So the server/cook/hostess/owner comes out with our food, and by this time I am a big sweaty mess, and puts our food down in front of us.  At this time, I ask if she can turn on the floor fan to get some air circulating.  To which she replies, “no power.”  Ok, no power, no big deal right?  Until I bite into the delicious breakfast cuisine…the food is cold.  Then I start to put things together.  No power, cold meal, dinner food…..mmmmm!  This is last nights food, that was not kept cold and was not re-heated because of the lack of power!  Awesome!  If the Danes were worried about food poisoning before, they can sure as hell worry now. 

We were hoping the bus strike would end today and we would be able to get a ride further into Nicaragua.  But alas, the strike continues.  No public transportation is available.  It is totally shut down.  Don Mario, the owner of the hotel, calls a friend of his to take us back to the border for 8 US dollars each.  Otherwise, we would be stuck in Chinendega. 

Once back to the Nicaragua/Honduras border I found it to be less crazy on the Nicaraguan side, this is probably due to the lack of travelers leaving.  It was refreshing not to be attacked with money changers and people offering rides.  After paying a 5 US entry/exit fee at the border, we found someone willing to give us a ride into Choluteca.  The gracious gentleman had a pickup truck, so we rode in the bed of the truck and enjoyed the cool air blowing threw our heads.   To top it off, the guy would not accept any money for the ride, pay it forward.

The bus to “Tegus”, Honduras capital and most dangerous city, cost 54 Limps and was late.  We finally arrived in the city after dark.  We were told by the fellow passengers where to get off to secure a taxi.  Once we found a taxi, we had him take us to a hotel that we pre-selected from a traveler’s guide.  Once there the driver told us we would be loco if we stayed in this neighborhood.  Even the guy working at the front desk, kindly recommended a different neighborhood.  So the driver took us to a hotel in a nice neighborhood close to a police precinct.  The hotel was nice enough, called Hotel Santa Monica.  We were able to walk down the street and score a late night meal at a corner pizza place.  After dinner it was the end of a long day, so we went in and slept.

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hitching a ride
hitching a ride
waiting for the late bus
waiting for the late bus
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