Copan Ruins

The road was in great shape up until about 100km from Copan when it switched from smooth ashphalt to potholes and washouts. This of course makes sightseeing nearly impossible as we have to stay focused on the road and oncoming traffic. All is going well then as we approach the town there is a little bridge and on the other side cobblestone, Brenda does not like cobblestone. Thus, looking for a hotel becomes a hiking adventure, as she does not want to drive around any more than needed. Once again, we are lucky to be chased down by a scout for one of the hotels and he takes us to a nice clean place with secure parking...perfect.


The town of Copan is very with all cobblestone streets, as we walk around we see much of what we have come to expect and some pleasant surprises. One of our first things to do is find the market area and pick up some fruit for breakfast, then we walk as much of the town and make a mental map of places and people. I think we pick our places based more on the people than on the location, at home it is usually all about speed and convenience. Aside from the quaint mountain town there is of course the Copan Ruins. This is our first Ruins on the trip and they did not disappoint, we spent most of the day walking, taking pictures, and trying to absorb how old the ruins are and how the Mayan’s built all this so long ago.









As indicated our time in Honduras inevitably came to an end as we approach the border in nervous anticipation of what chaos is going to transpire. Amazingly, we were through both the Honduran and Guatemalan sides in less than 30 minutes, this is a new Guinness record I think. Not great for travel stories but awesome at the same time.

More than just rocks at the ruins. These three hecklers greeted us along the entry path.