It seems like ages ago that Liebling and I literally made a run for the border and found ourselves in Copan, Honduras, site of ancient Mayan ruins that date back to the 8th century. I wrote about our fateful ride there in this post, where I spent the 6-hour ride in a cramped minivan beside a very cranky Englishwoman. Never one to let anyone rain on my parade, all was soon forgotten when we reached our destination and beheld the ancient site in all its glory. I’m not a big fan of ruins, but must admit that I enjoyed our two-day detour to Honduras all the same. Admittedly, there is not much to do in Copan apart from seeing the ruins. It is a dusty town, with run-down infrastructure that has seen better days. We were also swindled by a tour agent- our “high-end” hotel, that we paid a pretty penny for, was anything but- we’d been had, plain and simple. Still, it’s all about the experience, and I can’t say that I regret this one. Liebling and I also had the best meals of our trip while in Honduras, so I can’t complain about that!