Out of the Blue - Bird is the Word

 Hola Amigos!

We had a quiet night tucked in at the River Park Cabanas. Not often do we both manage to pull off a 10 hour snooze, but last night was the exception. This morning we stretched our legs and took in the surroundings before being served an amazing "tipico breakfast". Tipico breakfast consists of eggs, ham, fried banana, queso, beans, tortillas and of course coffee........ 2 minutes in to our drive we encountered our first check point. 

Omoa,  Honduras - first check point, waved through

1 hour drive took us to the border crossing at Frontera Guatemala. We had researched and felt prepared for the crossing. It was way easier than we even expected, took us 10 minutes to be stamped out of Honduras and in to Guatemala. Ole Dolly is wearing her Honduran bikini (license plates), so she didn't require any special documentation. Apparently, the fellas are fond of her bikini because I think we went through 3 or maybe 4 check points today. The policia all seem surprised when we roll the windows down and we are gringos, as well as the fact that she belongs to me, not Big Poppy.  

Picture it, Sicilly... I mean Guatemala farm country, my husband brings Doomie to a glaring halt, beside the entrance to a farm. I don't have time to wonder why, when he flies from the truck with his camera. I look up to see 2 things, the farmer shaking his head at yet another gringo pendejos (asshole) and a flock of storks overhead. Yes, bird is the word, a second hobby, if you will. 

Trust me, that is not where babies come from

    Of course this part of my day's note will undoubtedly touch the souls of Simon, Bridgitte, Claude and Lise, since we are in a bit of a bird competition this year. Let's just say there have been some amazing finds today. 

A motmot bird

A little hummingbird

Main Street, Rio Dulce, Guatemala

Rio Dulce was grey and drizzly as we went through, which was a bit disappointing, but the memories from staying there at Christmas came back quickly. We loved kayaking at daybreak to see the howler monkeys, but decided that the weather meant we would probably not enjoy it as much this time. So the decision was made to push on a bit further to Poptun. 

For the record, I succumbed to the tienda ham sammie today. The road snacks, aka world's best brownies, that my beautiful friend, Page gave us, seemed to have disappeared and we were ready for coffee and a snack. We met the sweetest little gal at a Texaco who assured us they were made today and we picked them from the cooler ourselves. Several hours have passed and we are fine, so I will take that as a win. 

We have arrived at our accommodations for the night and are pleasantly surprised at the location. Tonight we are staying at the neatest little farm at the foot of a mountain, near San Luis, Guatemala. It's an ecolodge, which we like and is a working horse farm. I think my derriere will forgo a trail ride after a day of driving, but a shower and supper are on the agenda....... I am sending Steph first.

Although functional, I think I will use the shower in our room.