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Departamento de Choluteca

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  • Day140

    Honduras (in a flash)

    March 6, 2017 in Honduras

    Does it count?

    As far as having been to Honduras goes, I'd say I haven't. But when customs asks me where I've been I'd have to say yes, as my passport tells me so. So it gets a footprint and you can feel free to post argumentative comments either way below (that's you Johnny, Jools and Scott).

    We were in Honduras for around six hours. Five hours and fourty minutes of that was spent on transport - two buses (excluding the one that broke down!) and a pick up. Eighteen of those were at customs upon exiting. And the final two were 'shopping'. Shopping for food. Which is more like running around trying to find something other than whole melons, green bananas or coca-cola with people yelling at you when you don't have time or ignoring you when you want something - all the while with one eye peeled to the bus you left your bag on to make sure it won't be the last time you see it.

    It was continuing off the back of the 4.5 hours we bused in El Salvador and somewhat nerve racking as we raced the clock - the Nicaraguan border closes at 6pm!

    We made it in the nick of time, thanks partly to some hasty driving from our driver in the ute, who valued timeliness much more than our lives. As we literally dived into the tray with our bags and sped off. The entire time all we wanted was to send a message to arrange a pick up on the other side of the Nicaraguan border. No wifi for the last few hours meant we needed to con a local into making a call, which we were able to do but the success of the call remained a mystery.

    Fortunately after much faffing by the border staff (seriously, I cannot fathom what difficulty they face when their job is to scan an E-passport!?) we made it to Nicaragua. We were panicking as to how we would progress from here (its pretty isolated at El Espiño) when Brian from Somoto Canyon Tours emerged from the fading light to offer us a ride to our cabins. We were so grateful! I lay in the tray on top of our bags in the cooling breeze, rushing towards our cabins and so glad for that day to be over!

    In summary, it was one car, four buses, two pick up trucks, two border crossings and three countries for a grand distance of only 360 kilometres in a fatiguing 12 hours. Job done. Game on Nicaragua!
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  • Day352

    ..., Lunch in Honduras, ...

    May 3, 2017 in Honduras

    Breakfast in El Salvador, lunch in Honduras & dinner in Nicaragua! To be honest, this is little more than a dot on the map so the app correctly counts this as another country. We were here 3 hours so I think that definitely counts...

    We breezed through El Salvador emigration but stalled at Honduras immigration (mainly due to going customs, bank, money changer (banks don't change money!), customs, bank, customs.

    Then there was a 3 hour drive across the southern end of the country before we had to do it all again. Fortunately when entering Nicaragua there was a nice guy selling mandatory insurance (a whopping $12 per month) who guided me through the process, so although it took over 2 hours it wasn't too stressful. Even Maya is now legally in Nicaragua - we couldn't hide her due to the compulsory fumigation inside & outside the van.

    As we got into the hills it looks like a beautiful country and I look forward to seeing a bit more of it next time around.
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  • Day54

    Auf nach El Salvador (Teil 1)

    April 24 in Honduras

    Um halb 2 morgens wurden wir und 8 weitere Rucksacktouristen vom Hostel in León abgeholt. Unser Gefährt machte keinen vertrauenserweckenden Eindruck, aber war für die Nicaraguaner wohl kein Grund zur Beunruhigung.
    Also ging es mitten in der Nacht los: Die erste Grenze, die wir passierten, war von Nicaragua nach Honduras...

  • Day100

    Choluteca, Honduras

    January 15, 2015 in Honduras

    Durch die Hauptstadt Tegucigalpa ging unsere Reise weiter Richtung Nicaragua, nur die naechste Stadt zum Zwischenstoppen ist bei weiten nicht so sympatisch wie Siguatepeque! Ich glaube hier ist es echt nicht so ganz ohne, alle Leute waren total undfreundlich zu uns, haben nichtmal versucht langsam spanisch mit uns zu sprechen und man hatte das Gefuehl man kann keinem trauen. Haben dann das einzige Hotel weit und breit aufgesucht und dort wahrscheinlich unsere schrecklichste Nacht auf der Reise verbracht...Schimmelgeruch, Kakerlaken im Bett, das Zimmer voller Ameisen und ein Klo, was man nicht abspuehlen kann... sind echt schon an schoeneren Orten gewesen, aber nun ja.Read more

  • Day255

    Honduras Hospitality

    April 13, 2016 in Honduras

    The crossing into Honduras was fairly straightforward. You provide your fingerprints (?!), pay US $3, get a passport stamp and off you go. We enjoyed a cool evening ride to a small town where we spent the night sweating in our tents as the temperature only dropped below 30 degrees during a 40-minute torrential downpour. The next day we rode through another small rain shower at sunrise, and spent the rest of the morning rolling over small dry hills, drinking hot water from our sun-baked bottles. We found an air conditioned cafe in Choluteca where we could cool down, and bought a huge watermelon to rehydrate before we headed to Warmshowers host Jamie's house. It turns out Jaime is living in another part of Honduras now, but his mom Carmen happily receives cyclists, providing great hospitality. After we washed up and each hand washed a large load of laundry we were treated to lunch and ice cold juice. We spent the afternoon relaxing and chatting with Carmen - who is originally from Spain, but met her husband, a Honduran, while he was studying in Spain, and eventually moved back to Honduras with him and raised their 5 children there. An early dinner, and early to bed, and we were up early ready to brave to the heat again before sunrise the next morning.Read more

  • Day256

    Hola Nicaragua!

    April 14, 2016 in Honduras

    We were surprised to see two bicycle tourers on the road ahead of us as we pulled out from Carmen's at 5:30 am. We caught up, and then spent the 2-hour ride to the border chatting with Genevieve, from Australia, and Michel, from Quebec. They started their trip in Prince George and were heading to Patagonia. We compared notes on the routes we had taken and the highlights of the trip, and before we knew it we were at the border. We still had some lempiras left and hadn't tried the local dish of baleadas, so stopped for a snack, while Genevieve and Michel pedalled on. The Nicaraguan border crossing was the most confusing so far. We waited in line at immigration, only to find out when we got to the front of the line that we needed some kind of health ticket from another office ('Do you have a fever?' they asked, then gave us a stamped piece of paper when we responded negatively), before being taken into a small air conditioned room and required to pay $10 US and $45 Cordova (something like $1.60 US), with no possibility of paying only in one currency. From this office they sent us to customs, who sent us back to immigration, and eventually we were just told we could leave, after a couple of sweaty, confusing hours of waiting in lines. It was after noon when we pedalled away from the border, only to see a truck wreck right at the exit - we learned from the guards that the brakes had failed, and the truck had plowed right into the security booth area, but luckily the driver only sustained minor injuries. Trucks, and the reckless buses barrelling down the road then pulling off suddenly to pick up passengers, are probably the biggest danger we face while riding each day. That said, the boys do get a good kick out of getting truck assistance up hills when conditions allow. Our first impression of Nicaragua was that it is dry dry dry. We passed many dry arroyos in our first few kilometres to Somotillo and many more over the following days. Getting money in Nicaragua proved just as challenging as the border crossing, as there were no working ATMs in Somotillo and businesses that would have let us do cash advances didn't have working phone connections while we were in town. We ended up just changing a bunch of the US dollars we had left and filling up on watermelon and ice cream before pedalling on.Read more

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