stuck on the mainland
San Pedro Sula Travel Blog› entry 7 of 7 › view all entries
After one last decadent sleep at the intercontinental, it was time to head off. My flight was a 6:45, so I had to leave the hotel at 4:30- wish I had a few more hours to enjoy that wonderful bed! There’s nothing direct between the two countries, so I flew to El Salvador, and then on to San Pedro Sula.
In San Pedro Sula, the trouble began. I heard that Roatan airport might be closed. Our electricity bills just tripled this month, and apparently, the day before there were all sorts of protests. The streets were all barricaded, so no one could get to work or school, the airport was closed, the cruise ship was turned away.
We took turns going to the manager’s office to complain, and ask for an update. They said 10 minutes, they said 30 minutes. They said a plane was coming. They said a plane was waiting for the crew to board. They said they needed a plane to be re-routed. Finally, they said the plane was circling around, but couldn’t land as the runway lights weren’t working (the rumor I heard was that the lights were working, they just didn’t turn them on, and there was no plane circling)- so after hours and hours of waiting, we were told that we were stuck in Ceiba for the night. My boys and I were both counting on me being home that day, and we were all crying on the phone. For those of us who had tickets all the way through, the airline put us up in a hotel, and got us dinner (my boss and others that just had their Ceiba ticket had to pay things for themselves). There was a fun group of people at the hotel – they headed over to my house for a Airport Survivor get-together the day after we got into Roatan.