 When
we walked out of our hotel (the very existence of which told us that things
had changed) however, we were completely unprepared for what we saw. Both
of us literally stood there for several minutes with our mouths open, looking
up and down the beach. What had been a quiet, uninhabited, peaceful beach
had been transformed into Spring Break. Hotels and restaurants dotted the
beachfront in both directions, speakers blared reggae music, girls
competed in wet bikini dance contests, and it seemed like the entire middle-upper
class of Honduras was there.
Even though the locals told us that this
was the craziest week of the year, the 'discovery' of so many buildings
along what were considered our beach was the most disheartening
moment of our vacation. |
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