Two Beers and a Pretzel

Perhaps the areas around the TICA bus stations are not the best neighborhoods…  After Roatan and Copan, these two capital cities make me want to go to East LA, or the South side of Chicago.

To catch everybody up…  I ended up skipping Tanya’s, as that looked like waaay too much food, and Jesse invited me to his buddy’s place for dinner.  With a change to party with the local crew of gringos, I went for it. Denny runs an internet company in Copan, and was a generous host, allowing me to Skype with my family for the better part of an hour.  After dinner we went to the Red Frog bar and met the owner, Dan and another traveller, Tom (who is a guide in Yosemite).

Dan got us good and drunk.  His signature mixed drink is the “Dirty Dan”.  Tastes like koolaid, must be 151 from the way I felt on Friday.  Then a drink called the “Uterus”…  Tom owes me a picture – you won’t believe what it looks like.

So I was sick all day Friday.  Caught the Saturday bus to San Pedro, and then to Tegus.  Today I took a bus to Managua.

I may elaborate later, but let’s just say these are not the best places I’ve ever been on vacation…

Guys at the bus stop follow you to a hotel, follow you to an ATM, and then as you to pay for the “security” they provided, as well as try to fleece you for 2x the price on the room (I assume they got a commission).

Anyway, 6am bus to Costa Rica tomorrow, and no new pics from the bus rides, so I’ll post again when I get to San Jose…