Champers (a.k.a. brown sacks)
Ha ha...I can only laugh at our experience. Once again, we had another great time together (Rachel, Megan, Lisa, Andy, Andy, David and I). I am so glad that I met them all and look forward to how are friendship grows.
We ended up taking chicken buses down to Champerico is about 3 1/2 hours away from Xela. This was the first time that I exerienced a chicken bus like a chicken bus should be experienced. Just to give you all some reference these buses are what we all rode on in grade school where "children" sat two to a seat. Here there is three or four people to a seat with people standing in the aisles.
Champerico is right on the Pacific Ocean with black sand and the beach is beautiful with dangerous waves. One of the guys that we know in another group almost drowned. There are several currents happening at the same time, so it can be very dangerous.
The city...well, not a city I am not sure what to call it. Is run down and delapitated. In the guide books they say that it is a horrible place. Ha ha... We had lunch right when we got there. I was informed to try the shrimp being that it is so fresh. I was so horried that when my meal came out I couldn't even eat it. It was actual whole shimp complete with eyes, feet, heads and tails boiled in some sort of watery tomatoe paste served with cold french fries. All prepared in a box that looked more like a closet for garbage than a kitchen.
After lunch we enjoyed the beach with the numerous pigs that were eating garbage. But not to be out done by brown sacks...the most interesting site of all. After swimming a bit we went to our hotel, showered, changed and off for dinner which was okay. We had some rum and beers afterwards to play several games of cards. Long live the President!
The night was sweltering and humid and there was an attempt of going to the "night club" which was more basketball court with music than a discotec but most of us were too tired to dance and fight off the potentially dangerous men that were staring. No we apted for mosquitoes instead and muggy air in out rooms.
Next morning we swam, ate a bit and were off home in a chicken bus meant for 20 people with about 60-80 people. A perfect ending for a perfect trip!
We ended up taking chicken buses down to Champerico is about 3 1/2 hours away from Xela. This was the first time that I exerienced a chicken bus like a chicken bus should be experienced. Just to give you all some reference these buses are what we all rode on in grade school where "children" sat two to a seat. Here there is three or four people to a seat with people standing in the aisles.
Champerico is right on the Pacific Ocean with black sand and the beach is beautiful with dangerous waves. One of the guys that we know in another group almost drowned. There are several currents happening at the same time, so it can be very dangerous.
The city...well, not a city I am not sure what to call it. Is run down and delapitated. In the guide books they say that it is a horrible place. Ha ha... We had lunch right when we got there. I was informed to try the shrimp being that it is so fresh. I was so horried that when my meal came out I couldn't even eat it. It was actual whole shimp complete with eyes, feet, heads and tails boiled in some sort of watery tomatoe paste served with cold french fries. All prepared in a box that looked more like a closet for garbage than a kitchen.
After lunch we enjoyed the beach with the numerous pigs that were eating garbage. But not to be out done by brown sacks...the most interesting site of all. After swimming a bit we went to our hotel, showered, changed and off for dinner which was okay. We had some rum and beers afterwards to play several games of cards. Long live the President!
The night was sweltering and humid and there was an attempt of going to the "night club" which was more basketball court with music than a discotec but most of us were too tired to dance and fight off the potentially dangerous men that were staring. No we apted for mosquitoes instead and muggy air in out rooms.
Next morning we swam, ate a bit and were off home in a chicken bus meant for 20 people with about 60-80 people. A perfect ending for a perfect trip!
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