i am in the largest city of my trip thus far... la ceiba. it is an armpit of a city along the carribean coast, filthy and filled with sleazy nightclubs with names like "chicas caliente" and so on. the sign on my hotel room door implores me not to bring home prostitutes. at least it is warmer now that i am out of the mountains. still rainy and cloudy, but warmer.

while a shithole, la ceiba is the staging point for a number of interesting things--among them diving/snorkelling in the bay islands, and adventures in the remote jungles of la moskitia (the mosquito coast--where harrison ford went nuts in that terrible movie), just to name a few. tourist infrasture however is lacking here and everything is closed on sunday, so i am having a hell of a time trying to figure out how to go about anything other than getting to the islands, which is all everyone else seems to do.

i guess i´ll just start with that tomorrow. i could use a few days splashing around in warm carribean waters, once i refresh my scuba skills. on the downside, the sandflies there crave human flesh, supposedly making the beaches uninhabitable.