Dives, Cults, and Waterfalls

Hey guys! Amie and I are having lots of fun in Utila, the smallest of the Bay Islands in Honduras. We both just took a class and earned our PADI open water scuba diver certifications! We have two more fun dives left, and then we will be done with our scuba school. Utila is a very cool little island where the locals are black or white English speakers of the ¨Jamaicanesque¨ creole variety, although there are also some Spanish speakers who moved here from the mainland. It´s got a very laid-back atmosphere.

There´s a beautiful coral reef around the island, with loads of amazing sea creatures, but not much in the way of beaches, so scuba diving is the main tourist industry here. Amie found a pregnant seahorse yesterday! We saw a stingray too, giant anemones, a sea turtle, a jellyfish, lots of beautiful tropical fish and some bizarre little animals called garden eels, which sit half buried in the sand with their heads out and quickly slip down when you go near them. Our instructor is a 25-year old Toronto native who came here 5 years ago on a road trip. He did his open water certification and liked it so much that he did the rest of the levels all the way up to instructor, and has been working here ever since. Here is a picture of our class:



Before Utila we were in the coastal city of La Ceiba where we went attended a massive street party in honour of Saint Isidro, the patron saint of the city. People from all over come for the Carnaval, the biggest party of the year. It mainly consists of getting very drunk and walking around watching bands on different stages and lots of ¨punta¨ dancing, a very sexualized form of dance which would not go down well in Canada outside of a strip club. We did meet some very odd characters at the party, though, including members of a cult called ¨Growing in Grace¨ which believes that a Puerto Rican man named José Luis de Jesús Miranda is both God and the Antichrist. An English-speaking Bay islander with a 666 tattoo on one arm and SSS on the other very animately preached the word to us for awhile.



Amie also got her hair braided while we were there:



Before that we were in Copan Ruinas in western Honduras, which was a nice little town near some beautiful Mayan ruins, one of the most southerly outposts of the old Mayan civilization. We came there from El Salvador where we both got sick for a couple days each, so didn´t really do too much, although we were led to some spectacular waterfalls near the town of Juayua by a machete-toting young man.



We are still deciding what to do next... More updates when we do!