Subject: Post: <p>Timo got his yellow fever card on email, so we were let to board the bus. Or would have been, if the bus did not break. Half an hour of waiting and the bus company managed to replace the bus with a new one, unfortunately a lot worse one without electricity sockets etc. Anyway, it was a bus and it was able to move, so we got on the way towards Honduras and our destination San Pedro Sula. </p><p>Unfortunately the ability of the bus to move was only temporary. I guess they had some engine overheating problems on the old shit of a bus and most of the way we crawled onwards less than 30 kilometers per hour. All the way was on mountains, and heavy trucks were happily passing us even on uphill. The ride was slow but uneventful, and you can guess was anyone interested in Timo's yellow fever card on the border. Yeap, nobody. </p><p>We finally arrived to San Pedro Sula bus terminal three hours late of schedule, luckily still early enough to catch our onward bus connection to La Ceiba. Considering that San Pedro Sula is often called the most dangerous city on earth we really didn't wish to spend a night there. Or any extra time for that matter. </p><p>We bought our onward tickets on a private luxury bus line, counting that the extra security would be well worth the slight ten dollar increase in price compared to the regular intercity bus services. Some warm sandwiches and Honduran SIM cards (woohoo, internet) in the terminal and we were ready to move on. Now on the bus to La Ceiba with two more hours left to go. In the morning we will continue our journey by ferry to island Utila, where we should stay for a week or so. </p> Latitude: Longitude: Security Code:
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