We Threadheads get the wonderful opportunity to work in other countries, explore their cultures, taste their food, and learn their languages. It’s a part of this work we are passionate about. We want the opportunity to share some of those experiences and maybe inspire you to check out Haiti or Honduras the next time you are looking for an adventure. So, we are beginning a new blog segment called “Travel Diaries,” where we can share some of those stories.
Last week Lee and I had the experience of spending some time in Honduras, meeting, touring, and interviewing the men and women responsible for our supply chain of recycled plastic out of the country. It was Lee’s first time in Honduras and my first time in Central America, and in addition to having a productive work trip we had a great time.
We were picked up from the airport and immediately asked, “What kind of food would you like to eat for lunch?”
“Honduran food!” we exclaimed, and were rewarded with an awesome lunch of octopus ceviche and Sopa de Caracol (Conch Soup). Being from landlocked Pittsburgh, fresh seafood is always a treat, and Sopa de Caracol is so famous in Honduras that it has a song written about it. In un-millenial like fashion, I did not photograph my food, so you’ll just have to trust me when I say it was flavorful, spicy, and satisfying.
Other meal highlights included fresh hand made tortillas, a bean and cheese fondue-like dip, and refreshing, cold Imperial and Port Royal beer.
Honduras is mountainous and forested, and the weather was high 80’s and sunny. After a day of interviewing plastic recycling suppliers, we drove up through the mountains to the town of Copan, which is near the Guatemalan border.
We went to see the ancient Copan ruins, which has been a dream of mine ever since studying the Mayans in middle school history. We got to the park late in the afternoon, so the sun was low and we had the place to ourselves. It was warm and breezy, and there were birds that made noises that sounded more like computers than anything you’d find in nature. We wasted no time in climbing up the pyramids and monuments.
The views were spectacular.
It was humbling; exploring this massive city built thousands of years ago in the mountains.
I tried to recall facts from the Wikipedia page I had read on Copan the night before as we walked around, and Lee asked if I was making up history when I mentioned that one of the Kings of Copan was known as Moon Jaguar.
Everyone we met was friendly, helpful, and forgiving of my not speaking Spanish. I am working on this, and am grateful for Duolingo.
We even brought back 150 pounds of rPET flake sample, and only got stopped by Honduran and U.S. customs three times.
Honduras is lovely. I look forward to going back, and will hopefully see some of the beaches next time.