The End

Our time on the island was to end on Good Friday, when our flights home started leaving from the mainland in the afternoon. Unfortunately, a lot of things shut down on Good Friday, such as the ferry that we were supposed to take to get off the island. So a few days before our departure, I went down to the local travel agent and chartered our own private plane (for not much more than it would have cost for two 1-way tickets off the island on a regular flight). It was pretty fun booking a plane, and I was giddy as a schoolboy for the flight.

We had an amazing time and amazing weather for our whole trip, but then a storm system settled in the day before we were supposed to leave. Unfortunately, this was also the night that the full moon beach party was supposed to have happened. They ended up postponing the party until Friday, meaning we would not get a chance to dance on the beach under a big night-time Caribbean sky. We were pretty bummed, but the weather on Friday was also bad, so I don't think that the party would have worked out as planned that night either. I really wanted to spin fire, too...

Oh well. Everything else about our trip worked out better than could be expected, so we really couldn't complain about missing a party.

This shack is the travel agency.

The airport.

Our plane. With room enough for 3.

"Hey Selin, can I fly?"

"NO!"

Just after take-off.

View of most of the town. Our house was on the right side of the horseshoe-shaped bay in the upper left hand part of the picture.

The beach and shore to the left of town in the above photo.

This shows how narrow and flat the island is.

Jenny looking cool in our private plane.

Not even 15 minutes later, the airport at La Ceiba on the mainland was visible.

Well, I guess this means that our honeymoon island adventure is over...

Until the next time.