Honduras at Last

It's kind of funny. We flew all the way to San Pedro Sula, Honduras only to eat our first dinner at Uno Chicago Grill, listening to a band cover American rock. Sad, but true. The irony of it, though, is that this place is hopping, not with tourists either. Everyone here is local. We are, by far, the palest people in the restaurant. But, after very little sleep and 10+ hours flying, we are ready for a cold beer and some food. Tomorrow the real adventure begins.