That mountain sticking out of the clouds is the highest point in Honduras. It takes two days to hike to the top of it. I will making that hike at some point in my life.
The beach, which is where we relaxed on the last day of the trip
We were told we going to spending night on the beach (I was actually looking forward to this). After sleeping on concrete all week sleeping on the sand seemed amazing. We were told that the sand fleas would attack us and we needed to make sure our possessions were secure. I spent idle time devising a plan to make sure I was safe. Perimeter of deet around my sleeping bag… check. Dig a hole to place my backpack… check. Turns out it was a joke that is played on all first timers. We really got to stay in rooms at a beach resort.