We arrived safely in our little boat and winged our way to La Ceiba, which is the ferry port for boats to the Bay Islands - reputedly some of the best scuba diving in the world.
In spite of our driver´s best efforts, we also arrived safely in La Ceiba to be confronted with a very ´special´ hostel and an argument with the driver who had his own "official" inflated exchange rate which we were having none of...
The hostel only had dorm beds left and they were truly horrific, skanky sheets and minging washrooms. Loretta declared the honeymoon well and truly over and nestled down into her sleeping bag - making sure that no single part of her body made contact with any sheet, towel, floor... Now, as many of you know, I don´t take too well when things get between me and my sleep. We were in a seven bed dorm room and eventually (around 1am) the loud conversation/argument between an obnoxious Israeli and an equally arrogant American directly outside our window had died down and they´d switched off the flashing christmas lights that covered our window. Not the greatest start to a night´s rest but I was hoping to get a little sleep. That was until the extremely hirsuite Mr Tumnus lookalike at the opposite corner began to snore. I´ve never heard anything like it. It sounded like when you let the air out a balloon and stretch the neck... a kind of whistling grunt. Even my my ipod couldn´t drown it out. After twenty minutes and because no one else in the dorm would, i went over and tapped his leg and asked him politely to turn over as his snoring was keeping everybody else awake. After ten minutes he was back asleep and snoring. A few snatches of sleep later and one of the other inhabitants of the dorm went and did the same, ten minutes of peace until once again he started up again. After a few hours of sleep between the worst bouts he started again around five. At this point I couldn´t take anymore and threw the spare pillow which landed on his head and woke him up. He wasn´t too amused but the rest of the dorm found it funny.
Anyway, the next day we were off to Roatan, one of the islands and what follwoed was three days of relaxing and diving, a deep wreck dive, drift dive, night dive and one other and we´re well on our way to being advanced divers, we´re probably going to finish it off in Panama. Stunning visibility and thousands of fish, lots of luminescence, coral, etc really brilliant. There was a minor incident on our last dive when one of my fins got caught between the bench and the edge of the boat which, on a backwards roll entry led to me dangling for a few moments with my head in the water... when I´d been levered free I rolled in the water and whacked my head on the boat... quite a noise and everyone was worried but I was fine, although my tank was a buit skewed by the impact so I spent most of the night dive rolled onto my left side...
We were hoping to make Granada in Nicaragua for Christmas so legged it through the rest of Honduras, staying one night in the capital Tegucigalpa, before crossing into Nicaragua overland.
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