When you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change

I think I can say with complete honestly that you haven’t truly lived until you’ve ridden in a tuk tuk though the rocky roads/hills/small mountains of Copan. If only I could put this experience in words. First of all, for those of you who don’t know, a tuk tuk is a form of taxi in Copan. A tuk tuk could be described as a three wheeled vehicle (if you can honestly call it that) with a front seat for the driver and a very tiny seat in the back, with no doors, that apparently can fit 3 ladies in their twenties, 3 packs, 2 pineapples, a ukulele, a bag of groceries, and a Mayan calendar…the list could go on if I really wanted it to. Riding in the back of this small contraption on the roads of Copan could easily be compared to sitting in a car of a roller coaster at Six Flags, so in other words a complete blast!

This morning we had the alarm clock set for 6:00am, as today was our last day in Copan. As I stepped onto the patio that we’ve spent a lot of quality time on, I realized that I am sad to be leaving this amazing place. If anything, I hope that by reading this blog that people learn what Honduras really has to hold. By 7:00am we were out the door to get the most out of our last morning here. We were in a tuk tuk by 7:05am, traveling up the mountainside, hanging on for dear life, heading back towards the yoga and meditation sanctuary at Hacienda San Luca Elizabeth and I spent our afternoon hours at yesterday. We hoped to get some time to spiritually connect with this city one last time before we loaded the bus, and faced a 6-hour journey to La Ceiba. Our mission was completed as we spent an hour on the edge of this beautiful place, taking in every last blessing Copan had to offer us. Saying that I will miss this place would be an understatement.

When we returned we were forced to say goodbye to our amazing “host mother,” as I would like to think of her. Monique has treated us so well during our time at El Abuelo, and she will certainly be hard to replace at our next and new destination.

As I sit on this bus full of a group of entirely diverse, sleeping, people, I look out the window, to see a country completely unique from where I currently I reside. I reflect on the last 4 days, what we have experienced, and ever more importantly what we have learned; from the people, the culture, and the land. Copan has given us so much, of which we are able to return to the United States with; experiences, knowledge, memories. I am thankful to have had these last 4 days in this amazing city, and this place will be greatly missed. Until next time…

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