So our four day weekend began on Friday with a parade to celebrate something important, I'm still not really sure what. Anna and I were feeling fairly optimistic as we walked into town, we are living a lot closer to town now so it only takes half an hour to walk and the temperature is bearable at 6 in the morning!!! Almost every school in Tela was taking part in the parade and we were 6th on the list so we bought a bag of juice each and watched the other schools set off, it really was a big affair and each school had its own band and dancers and princesses so it was quite fun to watch. We then had to line up ready to join the parade, and it didn't take me long to realise that I had the worst spot going…far enough from the front so I couldn't see our band or dancers but far enough from the back to be able to appreciate those from another school. Just my luck. We then proceeded to "march" into town and I began to realise how long and slow a "march" with small children could be! When we finally finished at around half 11, yes HALF PAST ELEVEN, Anna and I had been on our feet for over 5 hours and were hot, hungry and tired and decided it was about time we visited one of the 3 pizza places in town. Eventually we are going to visit all of them to find out which does the best pizza. We settled for Mamma Mia and when our pizzas finally arrived, we had one each unlike the tables around us who had got pizzas and plates to share them, they were the most heavenly food we had ever eaten. Or that's what it felt like at the time, I mean if I had been able to sit down to one of Mum's roast dinners I may have actually died from delicious food. When we could finally move we headed home, only to discover that we had no electricity and so spent the rest of the day wearing very little clothing and lying down not moving, because we had no fans, not just for fun.

We got up nice and early on Saturday in order to make the most of our "short winter sun break", as I like to call it because it is apparently winter here. We were told that buses stop at the gas station and so got a bus to the "gasolinera" to wait. After waiting and watching for at least half an hour we came to the conclusion that "buses stop at the gas station" means a very different thing out here to at home. We realised that in order to catch the bus we would have to cross the road and frantically wave down a bus, but before we could do this we saw a bus stop briefly to let people off and ran after it before it could leave without us. We were finally on our way to La Ceiba, Anna and I had been way too excited for this holiday for the past week at least. We got off the bus when the conductor man shouted "Ceiba Ceiba Ceiba", and realising that we hadno idea where we were got straight into taxi with the guy shouting "taxi" in our faces and asked for Parque Central (I think you can probably work that one out without a translation). We then navigated ourselves from Parque Central to our hotel in the most touristy way possible, using the map out of the guide book, dropped off our bags and headed out for lunch. We found the most amazing place to have lunch, it was a rooftop bar and grill thing, where I ordered nachos and Anna ordered tacos. I was about half way through my nachos when I thought my stomach might actually exploded, the massive pile of nachos still looked barely touched and they tasted so good that I carried on regardless of my impending death by food. I am afraid that they did eventually beat me, and I couldn't move for about half an hour…defiantly worth it. After lunch we met up with the other volunteers who had had to travel further and spent the rest of the day generally chilling, looking around, and catching up on what everyone else has been up to and what their projects are like.

On Sunday we all woke up nice and early and so decided we would go out for breakfast, we were on holiday after all, however it turned out that Honduras' most well-known beach resort is closed for business any time before 10:30 and so we headed back to the hotel for what turned out to be the most delicious breakfast omelettes. We spent Sunday at Sambo Creek, a local Garifuna villiage, the Garifuna people are the native people of the Caribbean coast of Honduras and have a very Caribbean way of life. Sambo Creek was so beautiful and after a swim in the sea I had the most delicious T-bone steak and plantain chips in the beach side restaurant. Yum, it was turning out to be a good food weekend!!!!!!! We came home on the last bus back, happy, relaxed, and with slightly pink shoulders. On Monday Anna and I decided to do some food shopping before coming home and we searched the market stalls for ages picking up weird and wonderful vegetables and things that we haven't been able to find in Tela. Our challenge for this week is to work out how to cook all these funny vegetables. We decided to catch a "chicken bus" home, rather than a coach thing, as it is cheaper and much cooler, the crazy driving did however make both of us feel quite sick and so we may think twice before doing it again! We got home shattered only to find that we had been locked out and the electricity still wasn't working!! Luckily Hectors wife returned home from work and let us into the house, and shortly afterwards Vanessa and Manuel arrived to "fix" our electricity.

We had such a good weekend, and are looking forward to many more thanks to the Hondurans love of bank holidays. :D

Also…BREAD UPDATE: On the way back from Ceiba a man came on to the bus selling bread. In Honduras people are always trying to sell stuff on the buses, they just jump on when it's stopped and jump off when it starts moving again! We decided to buy some of the funny looking bread for lunch, and I'm afraid to say that it is the first bread that we didn't really like!!!!! It was really odd, it had a slight banana bread taste, but at the same time tasted very very savoury. It was also quite dense and had a hard crust around the outside. Never had anything like it before ever.

Sorry about the wait, I've had a busy few days and only just got around to writing everything down.

Lots of Love