After a few weeks at home, we made the decision...the trip was not quite over. We thought about this a lot on the trip - our plan was to come home for the holidays to see our family and friends, and then see how we felt about finishing up the trip in either Central or South America. After being home for a bit and recharging our batteries, we purchased one way tickets to Honduras, not knowing where the road would take us.
We arrived in San Pedro Sula, Honduras at 2 AM after flying from Oakland to Chicago to Fort Lauderdale. We had gotten up at 4:30 AM PST to catch our 6 AM Southwest flight out of Oakland. After much number crunching, Ben figured the most economical way to get to Honduras was to use our free Southwest flights to get to Fort Lauderdale, and from there the flight was only $100 each to Honduras. Needless to say, he set us up for a nice 18 hour travel day.
The mainland of Honduras is nothing to write home about, there is not much to do and it is not very safe, so we quickly headed to La Ceiba, which is the port town to catch the ferry to Utila. In Ceiba, we met an American from Dallas who was working as a dive instructor in Utila who was able to give us the rundown on Honduras and we had a great night out with him.
The next day we caught the ferry to Utila, a small backpacker island located on the Caribbean side of Honduras, that is very similar to the Caye's of Belize, super laid back with a huge diving community. We spent the first few days exploring the island, and walking around to different dive shops, assessing the many options. Utila is the cheapest place to get PADI certified in the world. Not only is it cheap cost wise, but, because of competition, they throw in all sorts of perks such as free accommodation, meals, and even beer! We settled on Parrots Dive shop, and within a couple of days we started classes.
Ben jumping off of the dock at our hostel
Hostel in the background
Many sunsets were spent on that dock or in the hammocks where this shot was taken
Downtown Utila
This was our Baleadas spot. Baleadas are the national street food in Honduras, a tortilla filled with beans and then your choice of meat or veggies. Ate there at least 2x daily, literally.
Veggie Avocado Baleada. The pink stuff is pickled onion.
Neither Ben nor I had ever been diving, so we decided to dive right into a PADI open water certification course, which last about 4.5 days and teaches you all of the basics of scuba diving. We were with 8 others in our class, and got to spend a lot of time getting to know one and other. Ben was really excited to get certified as he has been talking about it forever. We both did great in our class material and on our two confined water dives. Then the bad luck hit. First, the San Francisco 49ers lost the NFC championship. Then, the next night, we were with a couple, Mateo and Tina, we had met from New Zealand when Mateo accidentally hit Ben in the mouth with his beer bottle and chipped Ben's tooth. But, the next morning took the cake, during our first open water dive.
Skid Row, Utila...where we watched the AFC and NFC Championships.
With our instructor, Mark (in the midldle with the long hair), and part of our dive class.
This guy is getting his Divemaster Certification. As part of the initiation process on the island of Utila, they must drink from a snorkel anything that the divemasters put in it (usually rum, coke, and beer), and then fill their mask with beer and drink it through their nose! Its dubbed "The Snorkel Test."
Filling the mask with beer
Mask filled, ready to drink
Cleared
The casualty!
40 bucks and it's good as new!
Me during confined water dive 2
Our dive class on confined water dive 2

Ben had been having some problems the previous day with equalizing his ears on the second confined water dive. During our first open water dive, Ben and I were supposed to be buddies, but they paired him with another instructor instead, and I did not see him for the whole 40 minute dive. When I got back on the boat, I was surprised to see that he was already there. Apparently, he could not equalize his ears and had only gotten to about 15 feet before he had to surface because the pressure in his head was too painful. He said he had gotten dizzy, disorientated, and lightheaded when descending and ascending. At the second dive site, our instructor told Ben to try again, and since he wanted to give it his all, he got back in the water. This time, Ben only made it to about 5 feet before the pain was to bad, so he went back to the boat. When I got back from this dive, Ben was vomiting off the side of the boat, from what we though was sea sickness. On the way back to the shop, weird things starting to happen to him. First, his arms started tingling, then his hands cramped up and soon he was paralyzed from the elbows down. It was terrifying. They administered oxygen, and rushed him to the hospital, loaded him on a stretcher, and shouted that he needed to go to the decompression chamber. They were yelling things like "what is the victims pulse?". It was all very scary, but after about an hour of oxygen the symptoms went away. The doctor told him that some people are unable to equalize because of issues with their inner ear, and said he should stick to snorkeling. I think Ben agrees with that suggestion!
However, the island was filled with a lot of highs as well. We met a really cool group of people and hung out with them for the week, having dinner at various restaurants on the island, drinks at our local bar Tranquila, and enjoying each others company. The last day we rented 2 golf carts and went with our group all over the island in what was deemed "Extreme Golf Carting", since half of it was on mud ridden trails. All in all, the island is knows for extreme emotional ups and downs and it definitely delivered!
Part of our Extreme Golf Carting Crew (from right to left, front to back: Glenn, Mateo, Tina, Me, Mikkel, not pictured, Ben, Kasper, Yanick). The cart was not that clean when we brought it back!
One of the private beaches we stopped at.
Sketchy mini-golf/bar we stumbled upon, seriously, in the middle of nowhere. Sign reads "The Gate has to be closed but the park is open...I'm in there!...Pull the rope so I can hear in the cave with fan and A/C."