After writing part 2 of this blog, the reason for the post in the first place, I cannot say that the last part of our vacation is really blog worthy.
In short, we made it as far a Santa Rosa on Saturday night. Due to the bus schedule we were obligated to leave Copan a day early and spend the night in either Gracias or Santa Rosa. DeWit was already in Santa Rosa for the weekend and insisted we stay there. Jake also met up with us in Santa Rosa later that night on his way back from La Ceiba and brought with him 3 girls he met on HIS vacation. We all went out to pizza for dinner at a great restaurant then slept at the most filthy hotel I have personally ever stayed in. Overall, Santa Rosa was a disappointment, thus why it is not worth blogging much about. It did, however, have an Espresso Americano. Eager to get out of the city Sunday early morning, we grabbed coffee for breakfast and walked down the mountain and boarded the first bus to Gracias. Holly, Bryony and I found refuge at Guancascos, which has become a "home away from home" for us, until the bus for La Union left at 12:30. For some reason the bus was PACKED! Not just full, I'm talkin' 3 adults per seat, children on laps, every bit overhead storage space occupied and the isle full of passengers, full, the WHOLE WAY HOME. Quite possibly the most unpleasant bus ride of my life. And that ended my Honduras Independence Day vacation to the ruins.
I wish to leave everyone with one last word. GO, go to Copan and go to the ruins. Absolutely one of the best vacations I have ever had. The ruins themselves are astonishing and the city is quite charming. So go.
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