The week before Easter Weekend is very important in Latin America. It is called Semana Santa (Holy Week) and the entire country (pretty much) takes a holiday. So the past week we were able to travel to "far off" places - depending on your starting point - and see some really cool spots.
Sunday Megan and I headed out of town on a bus to meet our friends up north. About 1 hour in there is a big bang - the bus has run over a large piece of metal - but in everyone's best interest but the health of the bus - we continue to drive at a steady pace of around 23.4km/hour until a group of men decide that we should pull over and see if they can get it out. They can't - so on the bus we go again. Half-naked sweaty babies are crying, mothers are breastfeeding - and people are getting restless. So are Megan and I. The bus pulls over again and flags down another bus - we quickly alight and board the other bus along with four screaming children and their mothers. The bus takes off leaving the rest of the disgruntled passengers on the side of the road. I have no idea why they are left there...but we are on the bus and that is what is important. The driver, for lack of better expression, drove like a bat out of hell, and we arrived in San Pedro in record time.
We boarded another bus for about another hour - and bumped along the road. This time, thankfully, there were no tire problems. We met up with our friends in Puerto Cortes, where we stayed the night, and early the next morning took the ferry to Belize. (pic: the reef which I sadly did not get the chance to snorkel because the boat would have left me behind)
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