Catching the ferry to Utila, one of the Bay Islands off the coast of Honduras, marked the last bit of travel before a five day much-needed rest. While waiting to board, I noticed a Rutgers Track & Field tag on the backpack of the guy sitting next to me. When I asked him about it he told me he was originally from Honduras and was going to school in the US. He also told me he and his brother had both qualified to represent Honduras in the Long Jump event at the next Olympics! I definitely geeked out a little bit when I learned this! He explained to me a bit about his training and told me the Honduran National team practices at altitude in Mexico at an amazing training facility.
I had hoped the ferry ride would be uneventful as we settled into our first class seats for a showing of 2012, but alas, it wasn’t meant to be. Storms up in the Yucatan meant rough waters for most of the trip. I started to feel a bit nauseous and began to regret the granola bar I’d had for breakfast. I made my way to the deck and found myself surrounded by other seasick passengers. This sort of thing seems to be standard – a crew member calmly made his way around handing out small plastic trash bags for our barfing convenience. I fought it as long as I could I really was no match for the power of the sea. Luckily, after depositing the granola bar discretely into the trash bag in my lap, I began to feel much better. I’d estimate that 50% of the boat’s passengers lost their breakfast along with me.
All’s well that ends well though! Now we’re settled in for a few days of rest and relaxation!