Mackenzie kept herself occupied by playing the Nintendo DS most of the day. Sometime that evening, I found out she'd had a sore throat since the AM and was feeling pretty bad, but for most of the day, she kept it pretty well hidden!
On the day we had arrived in Honduras, we had seen a street vendor selling these strange-looking fruits. With the busy days leading up to the wedding, there really wasn't much time to find out about them, but now on the way back to the "big city", we realized if we didn't find them soon, we'd NEVER get to try them. My niece, Kirstin, had described them to us as having an outer skin that peeled like an orange, contains a white fruit like the inside of a grape, and a small pit in the middle, rather like a peach. With that strange description in mind, we decided we MUST try one. Trish was able to find another person selling these on the street -- here's a bagful of them.
We studied them rather suspiciously -- even my rather adventuresome father (in the background) didn't think they looked terribly appetizing!
Displaying the strange-looking fruit for the camera.
Some way of getting the outer skin punctured is needed to start eating this fruit. In our case, it was suggested that we use our teeth to pull off a spot. Once that was done, we could see the inner fruit -- which indeed DID look rather like a grape, and which was sweeter than probably any other fruit I've ever eaten. It was REALLY good -- but a lot of work for such a small piece of fruit.
During this drive, we were able to stop at a small roadside stand, rather like a souvenir shop, and buy some interesting items to bring home. The long drive also gave all of us the chance to chat and get caught up a bit, as we really had been pretty busy in the days leading up to the wedding.
We arrived at our hotel, the Gran Hotel Sula, around 4:45 pm. Here's a picture of it from outside --
-- and from the park across the street.
Our room looked like this --
(BTW, the three pictures above are NOT mine -- I found them on other places on the web!! For some reason, almost all of the room shots I took are no longer on my memory card -- weird.)
These pictures below ARE mine!! This is a view from our balcony to the park directly across the street.
Here's the local municipal building. I like the sculpture of the bird on the building just above the clock. Why the clock says almost 9:00 is a mystery -- obviously, it would've been too dark to take these pictures at that time of night!!
A beautiful church towards the end of the block.
And you can ALWAYS feel at home if there's a McDonald's nearby!! (And NO, we did NOT go there to eat, in case you're wondering -- but I suspect that even there, your burger might come with a side of refried beans, tortillas, or fried plantains!!)
Sunset over the mountains surrounding San Pedro Sula.
Around 6:30 or so, we all loaded back into the LandCruiser and headed off to a local steakhouse that Allan knew of.
Outside the restaurant was a pond full of turtles -- Mackenzie found this fascinating!
And as we waited to be served, we got a view of this critter on the outside of the window!
The place looked pretty much like any American steakhouse you might find, and was even decorated with cobwebs and scary stuff for Halloween already!
Last photos of family -- my sister Trish and her husband Allan.....
..... Mackenzie and me.....
The area we were sitting in was all eating area; I realized later that outside the eating area, under a pavilion, was another eating area, the grill where the steaks were cooked and a bar.
I wandered outside for a few minutes to get pictures and watch our dinner being cooked!
A view of the bar....
...the entrance/exit to the restaurant, and the display case on the right with the yummy-looking desserts!!
And Mackenzie posing with the cow!
By the time we got back to the hotel, it was pretty late, and Mackenzie was DEFINITELY not feeling well, so there are no photos from the evening, except for this..... (Kenzie's favorite stuffed animals!!).....
Then she crashed, sound asleep, while I stayed up entirely too late and watched the first of the rescues of the Chilean miners! While I couldn't find any broadcasts in English, it didn't really matter -- the relief on the faces of the rescued miners, the pride of their co-workers and the joy of the families were things easily understood, no matter what language barrier there might be!
And then off to sleep for a long day of travel the next morning.......