Day 15 - as if more could possibly go wrong

After dinner in Pizza hut last night, we continued our Honduran dining experience in Wendy´s hamburger grill this morning for breakfast. There was, in fact, nowhere else to eat, so we munched on some pancakes before heading to the beach on the South coast, instead of delivering our 3rd day of camp. The sea was amazing and Emma had bought us presents from the UK of bat and ball and a bug identifying kit (intended for camp, but there were still plenty of bugs!) We saw pelicans and read our books in hammocks, which was so nice to do after the weekend´s events. We left at lunchtime to drive to the hotel, have a quick shower and then drive back to Tegucigalpa. On the journey back, something went BANG, and there was a lot of shuddering from the bus. We arrived at the hotel whilst Oogo went on a search for a mechanic (on a Sunday.) With no-where open still, apart from Pizza Hut, we completed our great dining experience with another trip there, with the same waitress as last night, who looked at us in mild interest as to why the British girls were back for more.
Oogo replaced something on the van, and we were on our way to the Capital by half 4. BANG. BANG. BANG. Scraaaaaaaaaaaaaape. BANG. Black smoke pouring out of the exhaust, we slowed down more and more, with people overtaking, beeping and hurling abuse at us as to why we were driving so slowly. Yet we did not stop, poor Oogo just kept on driving, determined to get us back. We drove all the way back at around 20 mph, with frequent bangs, and at times, especially when we were driving uphill at less than 10mph, it was touch and go whether we would make it. However, at 8.45pm we finally made it to our hotel, to the poor lady running it, who, once again had no idea why we had turned up at her door a day early. Someone definitely spoke too soon when we noted that we hadn´t yet had a ´proper´GOLD experience; nothing could have prepared us for this weekend!