The Road to La Florida

It was quite the day getting to La Florida where we stayed for the brigade.  We met at the Airport in Tegucigalpa – a group of people each with our own preconceived idea of the next week.  Some people knew each other; a few had been there before; some only spoke Spanish; some only English, but we all had the same purpose in mind.  We all looked forward to serving an under served population and, perhaps with even more enthusiasm, to learning from the people of this mountainous region of Honduras.

The mayor of Opatoro helps the brigade with transportation.  This is the coffee truck sent to take our supplies and luggage to LA Florida.  These trucks are standard transportation for much more than just coffee in the region.

We also had 2 rented pickups with us that were our transportation in La Florida.

The bus that transported many of the brigade – also sent by the mayor of Opatoro.  Lunch is being served…. sandwiches catered by a single mother who also provided a wonderful meal for us on the last evening.  In the picture are Heather RN, Gisele, Diana ARNP, and Marlon our Honduras Director and a dental surgeon.

They make the bugs big in Honduras.  Literally.  A boy was selling these bugs made of local grasses at the airport.  It was about 5 inches long. Another boy tried to sell us scented soaps, not sure if they were for laundry, but they were very strong smelling.

We had a stop along the way where I enjoyed a wonderful frozen strawberry delight.

Our rest stop was guarded by heavily armed individuals in the parking lot and security guards in the store with pistols on their hips.  This made me think that the reason we had been told that we needed to be in LA Florida before dark had to do with security.

Turns out that the real reason was how high we would be in the mountains and the dangerous low lying fog we could be driving through on very rough roads in the dark.  The above picture was taken on the way out…..we did end up driving in the dark on a starlit night on our way in.  Turns out there is a thing called ‘Jennifer Time’.

We had a brief stop at a grocery store on the way….not sure what was in the small plastic bags of a white substance . …I am sure it was not what it looked like… 

Here brigade members stocked up on essentials like beer and wine and snacks. ….La Florida is a dry village which is just one reason that many of the people we saw were basically healthy.

This is coffee growing country and we had to stop at a great coffee shop for a cup of the local brew.  As you can see it was already getting dark, but…..we were on Jennifer Time……

Sticker shock when we stopped for diesel.  A litre of diesel was 18.38 lempira….a US dollar is worth 22.5 lempira to put this into perspective.  So the price was actually $51.55 USD to fill the tank of the 20 seat bus.

This is our driver for the trip to La Florida and back out.  He took it very slow and careful over the very rough roads probably because he owns the bus company and those roads could have destroyed the bus….I didn’t get good pictures of the road on the way in, but they had been almost washed away in places by the rains and there were deep troughs cut in them by the rushing water.  I  do have pictures of the road on the way out as we traveled during the day…..left late …. on Jennifer Time…, but still in the morning.

About Gramma Barbie

I am first and foremost young at heart. I am proud to be a mother and grandmother. I have been a nurse since graduating from BCIT in 1974. I am now ready to also be known as a world traveller.
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