The place where I wanted to stay for four days and ended up staying for 13. Utila is 1.5 hours north of La Ceiba, Honduras. After reaching the island I hided in a bar to get rid of the american grandma. The price for that move was, that all the cheap hostels were booked out. But it was worth it. Than I had to find out, that the “raison-etre” of this island is only diving. I did not plan to dive and I for sure didn’t plan to spend 220 dollars for it. But since there is not much more to do I said to myself: “What the fuck”. So I had to read this boring book about diving and these even worse videos about diving. When we finally went to the water I rememberd, that I don’t like water to much. So I had some problems to begin with. But when we wen’t to the open water to dive even lower I had problems equalizing the preassure between my ears and the ambient. This is not good for diving – in fact it is really bad. So after I had blood in my mask for 3 times in row I decided that this shit is nothing for Timmy.
So I was glad that in the following days Rachel, Grace and Matt came to the Island. The girls decided to dive as well. This means more or less no drinking. But the good thing about Utila is that there is never a short supply of people that want to get drunk. Me and Rage had good times. But at some point I had to leave because my flight from Panama City was in 35 days. After saying bye to Rage for the last time I caught the boat to La Ceiba to get to the the honduran capitol – Tegucigalpa.
The place where I wanted to stay for four days and ended up staying for 13. Utila is 1.5 hours north of La Ceiba, Honduras. After reaching the island I hided in a bar to get rid of the american grandma. The price for that move was, that all the cheap hostels were booked out. But it was worth it. Than I had to find out, that the “raison-etre” of this island is only diving. I did not plan to dive and I for sure didn’t plan to spend 220 dollars for it. But since there is not much more to do I said to myself: “What the fuck”. So I had to read this boring book about diving and these even worse videos about diving. When we finally went to the water I rememberd, that I don’t like water to much. So I had some problems to begin with. But when we wen’t to the open water to dive even lower I had problems equalizing the preassure between my ears and the ambient. This is not good for diving – in fact it is really bad. So after I had blood in my mask for 3 times in row I decided that this shit is nothing for Timmy.
So I was glad that in the following days Rachel, Grace and Matt came to the Island. The girls decided to dive as well. This means more or less no drinking. But the good thing about Utila is that there is never a short supply of people that want to get drunk. Me and Rage had good times. But at some point I had to leave because my flight from Panama City was in 35 days. After saying bye to Rage for the last time I caught the boat to La Ceiba to get to the the honduran capitol – Tegucigalpa.
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