After a few days of lazing on a Pacific beach we thought we'd even it up by heading over to the Caribbean side to visit the Corn Islands. A short flight in an aging turbo-prop over the width of Nicaragua saw us touching down on Big Corn, where we were met at the airport by a taxi driver name David who took us to our guest house. We hired some bikes and pedaled around the island, dodging the occasional crazy rainstorm. The island isn't big but still took a...

Apologies for the radio-silence, we've been kept terribly busy on a Pacific beach, lying in the sun, drinking a few beers and watching the sun's slow traversal across the sky. Occasional interruptions to this idyllic lifestyle included being pestered into helping to release a clutch of young turtles from their nursery into the ocean, being co-opted into many games of volleyball and generally forced to interact with the amiable bunch of fellow travelers th...

So I know I'm beyond late with this blog entry. The next place we visited after Leon is the reason why which hopefully Keith's entry will explain. As a result I'll keep this relatively short as it feels like a lifetime ago we were arriving into Nicaragua and our first stop in the country, Leon. This is probably a good thing as it was our worst journey so far. A few hours in we turned around to go and rescue another bus that had broken down. We managed...

What's this? An up-to-date blog entry, I hear you ask? Actually it's a premature entry as we're still sitting here at D&D Brewery just off the shore of Lagos de Yojoa, situated pretty much right in the centre of Honduras. This was a one-night stopover on our mission south to Leon in Nicaragua, and I'm glad we stopped over because the beer is fantastic! Oh and it's all very scenic, etc, but mostly it's just about the great beer. Surrounded ...

We caught the boat back to the mainland and jumped in a cab to our next stop, a jungle lodge on the Rio Cangrejal. It was only 30 minutes inland from La Ceiba (aka the s***hole) but felt like a million miles away. We walked down some stairs from the road and were met by a gorgeous macau on a branch saying "Hola"......well actually he sounded more like Keith and I do when hablaring Spanglish "O-laaa". When we finally tore ourselves away from him we looked straight...