Roatan Island is beautiful. It has the second longest coral reef and the cheapest diving in the world. A match made in heaven. The diving was excellent, the white sandy beaches superb, the sunsets stunning and the vibe out of this world. On this island I did my first dive towards my advance, had the best milkshake ever, skinny dipped on the way home form the pub and discovered that I love 'Bassa Nova' music. It was a place to chill out and have fun. I hung out with fellow divers and was probably the most relaxed I have ever been. Walking along the main road of West End Bay (beside the sea) towards the hotel, it was impossible not to be flagged down by someone and end up having a beer and waiting for another amazing sunset to happen.
The nightlife was amazing. There were some really cool places to hang out. My favourite was probably Chillies for its great views of the sunset but a close second was Sundowners which had a beach fire with loungers .
My first advanced dive was a deep dive. This means going down to 30m. I was lucky as I was able to do mine at a wreck. I had never been wreck diving and it was an amazing experience to see a ship on the bottom of the ocean. The coral and sea life ad pretty much taken over and it was so deep that the mast didn't even break the surface. It made me laugh that despite being able to swim anyway we wanted we still actually swam around and actually up the stair case! I did alright and passed the theory and the practical.
My next and last dive in Honduras was equally good. We actually swam with turtles. They are so graceful and as they swim off they just appear to disappear into the deep blue like mystical creatures. We also did a swim through, which means we actually swam through a tunnel of coral. It was so cool. I celebrated by doing my first roly poly in the water. That was really great.
I have really enjoyed Honduras and Roatan Island. I would definitely like to come back to the island and just hang out.
To get from Roatan Island to Granada was a real ordeal. We had 2 days of travelling. The first day was 12 hours of travel on public transport. It was really intense with mad dashes across town so as not to miss the straight through bus and the being squashed on a bus with no leg space so that you toes start to turn a funny colour due to lack of circulation. To top that we then had to stay in a horrible place called Comayagua. The hotel was dreadful we had a room with no windows, in fact calling it a room is stretching it - I should really say box. I decided to stay in - novel I know. I was tired and the town really had no appeal for me. I am glad I did as the group who went for dinner had abuse hurled at them and a man threaten them with a machete. SO I chilled with homemade sandwiches and a bit of music.
The second day was also 12 hours but we were fortunately on a private minibus. This was great as were able to spread out and there were limbs everywhere. The downside was the driver chose the places to stop for food. The place for breakfast was a s*** hole and I mean it. I wouldn't even have a coffee here. It was dirty. The toilet was so awful I cannot describe it. I am still having nightmares now. The rest of the journey went without incident - it was just long.