Copan, the Ruines and the Peace Corps...
Copan Travel Blog› entry 7 of 21 › view all entries
We arrived quite late in Copan after a full´s day travel from Utila... ferries, buses and waiting rooms. Stepping out of the bus terminal we were swamped by tuk tuk drivers trying to offer their services, which is always overwhelming. In the swarm of touts Maree took a wrong footing off the side walk and twisted the arch of her foot causing her to fall over in pain. Maree is the only person I know who truely lives up to the title of "Calamity Jane". Once Al - being our resident first aider - had checked her over and decided that we´d hold off taking her to the hospital, we climbed in to two tuk tuks and headed for the hostel - Mansana Verde.
We were almost the only people at the hostel, which was actually quite nice with large clean rooms. The two other people in our room where shall we say interesting... the one guy was a weaselly little man from Quebec in Canada who managed to irritate us all within minutes with his random statements, strange questions and weird comments. The other guy was with the Peace Corps and informed us that all Peace Corps workers within Honduras were arriving in Copan for their annual Halloween weekend party i.e. drunk american mayhem.
Due to the arrival of 150 Peace Corps workers our hostel was full for the remainder of the weekend, so we got up early to find a new place to stay and ended up at a slightly older venue called Hostel don Moses.
The following morning Al, Maree and me got up early to head down to the Copan Ruins, catching a tuk tuk to get there - ensuring we arrive before the opening at 8am. We were the first to enter the ruins and it was incredible to be the only people walking around these spectacular ruins. As we walked along we were met by some noisy Macaws - my first sighting in Central.
The ruins themselves were actually a lot bigger than I had anticipated and were very well maintained. We spent a few hours wondering around the ruins and climbing up anything that didn´t have a ´please don´t climb´ sign. As with any ancient architecture they were impressive and magestic and made you wonder about life back in the day of the ancient Mayan people.