We crossed the Honduras border at noon and google maps indicated that we had about six hours more. The roads climbed up the mountains and the temperature dropped by at least 10 degrees. I was driving and it started to mist and fog up, but in general it was an easy drive. At five google maps indicated that we still had two hours of driving. She (we have personalize her since she controls our lives) told us to turn off the “highway” onto a dirt road. At first the road was two lanes and really wasn’t too bad. However, there were no trucks on the road, only local sporadic traffic. It started to rain again and the road continued to narrow. Ms. Google continued to give us directions asking us to turn here and then there. About ½ before dark we were heading down a steep hill that was really muddy. The road then turned to the left down another steep hill. Right there was a house with a family of about 10 people. We asked directions—I am not sure they really understood, since the state we were in is called Copan and the town were headed to was Copan. In and case we decided to turn around and go back to the highway. Ms. Google recomputed and sent us up and around instead of her shortcut. At first the roads were okay, but soon we hit construction and the roads were mostly dirt (mud). It took us three hours to cover about 60 km (that’s 40 miles). Nick did all the driving—bless his soul. I tried to keep up the chatter. We finally got into Copan and found a good restaurant—we both had steak and beer, total cost was about $25. We got to the Airbnb by 10 and fell asleep soon after—partly because the water stopped running and thus showers were not in the picture. (However the place is really nice and close to town and the ruins.)
From Arizona to Panama Canal 