Amapala & the Five Senses

The title sounds a bit like a 50s du-op group.

I know everyone was waiting in anticipation all day Friday for my "Five Senses Friday" post only to be sorely disappointed. My condolences.

No hard feelings because we had a gorgeous, relaxing weekend in southern Honduras on the Pacific coast at a little island - Isla del Tigre/"Tiger Island." The surrounding town is Amapala.

Here's a recap of what I experienced throughout the weekend.

sight: John Grisham and a hammock. I have successfully finished two of his novels (Pelican Brief and The Accused) in about six days. Dad would be so proud!

taste: saltwater. Gotta love when waves catch you off guard with your mouth open.

touch: black sand between the toes. It's a bear to get rid of and I looked covered with chocolate sprinkles for a day, but oh so worth it!

smell: Fresh fish! Having the whole catch (eyes, tails, the works) of the day served up on a plate to go viking style on it. I would've taken a picture, but only thought about that after I was finished. 

hear: Karoke. The restaurant where our hotel was apparently has this little ritual every Saturday night. The owner came out and sang his best versions of spanish love songs circa 1960. 

For dessert, pictures with captions on top.

 

Above. Four smiling faces as we were within eyesight of our destination. 

Above. This is the little boat to shuttle people from the mainland, Coyolito, to the island. The approximately 90 lb. man collecting fare would walk along the outside of the boat. It was pure skill. 

Above. This is the scene as we propelled away from the island. 

Above. Another panoramic. I'm slightly abusing this camera function.

Above. Adios Amapala. 

Hope this post finds you all well and, if you're at Calvin, enjoying your second week of classes!