Last night we saw yet another side of Utila that we had yet to see during our time there: night life. With much of our time in Utila spent diving, preparing to dive or just trying to feel well, we didn't go out in the evenings. But with no obligations for the following morning (except maybe trying to catch the 6:20am ferry), we headed out to a place called Treetanic; a watering hole from another world. Words cannont capture the experience but here's an attempt at a description: the dream of a Californian dude, 8 years of construction, more glasswork than you'll find in any 500 year old church, more than a dozen areas to chill in each with it's own unique elevation and vibe, the swankyest restrooms I have ever seen, and the bar itself in a treehouse 15 feet off the ground.
Needless to say, we did not make it onto the 6:20am ferry. We did however make the 2pm and finally left the Bay Islands behind.
Back at Amsterdam 2001, the backpackers in La Ceiba, we were happy to find our motorcycles right where we left them with all of our gear cases still mounted up. We were a bit surprised to find that 2 weeks of weather had managed to find it's way into our cases and a healthy dose of fuzzys had taken up residence. yummy.
Here's a few from Amsterdam 2001:
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