After negotiating check in and security at San Pedro Sula (which involved an empty check in desk with a pile of lonely rucksacks left sitting behind it, finding someone who would return from their siesta to open the check in desk thirty minutes before take off, and then having my mosquito repellent taken off me as it could be a dangerous item) my heart nearly stopped when I saw the size of the propeller engined plane that would take me from mainland Honduras to t...

I´m cheating, and writing this retrospectively from Honduras, where I arrived after three flights yesterday. I`m getting a pro at this flying malarkey. New coping strategy is to turn the ipod up full blast, ignore and announcements, shut my eyes and think I`m on a bumpy bus. It kind of works. That and the alcohol! Just got to brave the propeller plane over to the Bay Islands later this afternoon. Wish me luck... Anyway, Isabella. More sleepy and laid back from ...

After two months of being inland in the mountains, forest, cities and the jungle, I´m finally at the coast, and absolutely loving it. Despite being from the land-locked midlands, it feels like home to hear the waves crashing on the beach and breathe in the salty sea air. DUe to slow internet connections, power cuts and generally having too much fun to be sat at a computer for long, I'm writing this retrospectively and have my trusty journal to hand to remind me ...

I am pleased to report that I have survived a week in the jungle. Despite previous romantic notions of being the next female machete wielding Indiana Jones, I have reluctantly decided that I am probably more akin to a slightly more worldly wise and rebellious Elizabeth Bennet, and can safely say that whilst I have had an amazing week, life in the countryside (or by the coast) is much more my cup of tea. Hopefully Mr Darcy will be waiting in Puerto Lopez tomorrow ...

I´ve been in Ecuador since the beginning of May, and have had another action packed couple of weeks. Landing in Quito was interesting, as it looked like we were going to take out a few of the high rise blocks of flats along the way, but thankfully we made it down without ado, and I survived another flight. Arriving in the airport, I felt like I had walked into the set of Outbreak. I was accosted by scary looking officials dressed from head to toe in surgica...