A few weeks before I left I went to the clinic to get my vaccinations and profylaxes up to date. Of all the places, only Honduras had a slight risk of Malaria. I didn't know my itinerary by heart and guessed a week with risk, and got the medication for it. Turned out, the Honduras stay was just a single day. Had I known, I wouldn't have bothered, but here we are. The doctor never specifically ordered the brand name, so it was dirt cheap anyway. And so, we left Guatemala in the easiest border crossing ever and into Honduras.
Copán is, like so many other places in Northern Central America, the site of ancient Mayan ruins. A plus among these particular piles of rocks, though, is that the thermal activity of the area makes for natural hot springs, and the Mayans used that to build pools of varying warmth. Luna Jaguar Hot Springs continues that tradition, and you can soak in hot, warm, tepid and cool water, having a warm, forceful waterfall massage your neck and back, all while the slightly sulphur smelling pools are lined with lit candles. We arrived after sunset, and it was low season. As such, we had the place to ourselves. We brought the eskie* in and enjoyed some cold ones in the hot, and were treated to an excellent barbecue dinner afterwards. The eskie went in the bus back with us, and as the songs on the stereo got more sing-alongy, the party mode increased. Finishing at the roof top with bluetooth speakers and rum punch, the one and only day in Honduras finished on a high note.
*) Eskie, cooler, chilly-bin, ice box, call it whatever
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