Author’s note: This post is part of my series on my recent trip to Honduras. To read past posts on Honduras, click here.
I woke up to the rising sun at the crack of dawn. It was hardly even five am yet I could no longer sleep. I kept peeking outside the closed wooden shades as the sun painted the world around me. I could hardly wait for the day ahead.
Author’s note: This post is part of my series on my recent trip to Honduras. To read past posts on Honduras, click here.
Not all of life is work and no play. Sometimes you have to reward yourself and celebrate the fruits of your labor. This is at least how I presented it to my loving husband as I booked myself two days at the Barefoot Cay in Roatan, Honduras.
I had just left the mainland after a week of volunteering and living like the locals. I had researched options on the internet and discovered the luxurious, secluded Barefoot Cay and knew I’d have to check it out. It was a bit more expensive than where I’d usually stay, however, it had a lot of fabulous amenities for a solo traveler. When I read the front page of Barefoot Caye’s website, I was enticed and realized I had to give it a try.
Otro mundo aparte – A world apart.The pace is unhurried… The beaches white… The water azure blue. |
I arrived just as the sun was setting on Friday night and was instantly welcomed with an icy cold local beer at check in. I couldn’t think of a better greeting than this after the bumpy rough ride on the ferry.