Hiking in Honduras

Last week, I went on a seven day cruise.  Our first stop was in Honduras where I spent the day hiking through Eco Park.

The park is full of monkeys, birds, and other fun animals.  There is one monkey that the guides named Billy and he is rather feisty.  Billy will jump on people, open their backpacks, and then steal their stuff.  While we were there, Billy managed to grab someone’s water bottle.  He then climbed into the trees, opened the bottle, and began to drink the water.  I couldn’t help but laugh at his ingenuity.

During the hike we had to cross a suspension bridge.  I’ve seen bridges like this in movies, but never had the opportunity to cross one myself.  The bridge rocked back and forth as I walked across it, but I found the experience rather exhilarating.

I was also able to see Mayan ruins during the hike.  The guide did a wonderful job explaining the statues and their meaning.

I learned about the importance of hand placement in the Mayan culture.  For example, holding one hand up with the palm out and the other hand down with the palm up, is the symbol for peace and love.

After our hike, we headed downtown to visit the local shops and do a little more exploring.

Bathroom Fishing

During the summer of 1988, my brother and I spent most of our free time exploring the woods and playing in a creek.

We were hanging out at the creek and Aaron was fishing.  He had a bucket full of fish he had caught, but it started to rain.  Neither one of us wanted to go home, since we were having so much fun.  I suggested we take the bucket of fish home with us and put the fish in our bathtub.  That way we could continue having fun while we were at the house.  Aaron thought it was a great idea, so that’s what we did.

My mom came home from work, as she passed by the bathroom, she saw Aaron sitting on the toilet with a fishing pole.  She went into the bathroom to find out what he was doing in there.  When mom looked into the bathtub, she went ballistic.  She started yelling at both of us to get those **** fish out of the there.

We put the fish back into the bucket and walked down the street.  We decided to release the fish in our neighbors pound.  Once we got home, mom made us scrub the bathtub with several different cleaning solutions.

Personally, I think she may have overreacted just a little bit.