Hot date.
Hot date for sunset.
Yeah believe it or not Frankie got hot date for sunset, just the difference is that it is hot sauce, not a hot girl.
Well we have Easter weekend and with Easter weekend is coming the mass exodus of the mainland Honduras people who flock to ROATAN for the Santa Semana. This means that most beaches are full of people and therefore Frankie stayed on the deck at work for hot date but forgot that his Spanish is not good so instead of hot date with girl he got hot sauce. Both will keep him awake and with either one the morning will be uncomfortable, however for different reasons.
Anyhow, just to say that the nearly month passed since arrival on this piece of heaven in Caribbean and so far it had not disappointed. Sunset on the beach is still best TV that there is and with some chicks on the beach sunset is even nicer if one don’t forget to look at it 😎 Well one can see the sunset all the time but some nature beauty might be missed in blink of the eye.
Bicycle finally arrived so after few moments of assembling it like new Lego toy it was ready to take the road. Slept on it and next morning I was out and optimistic for a ride. Well optimism finished as soon as I approached the f€&@ing hill which is like Mount Everest steep like nearly vertical. But boy oh boy when finally arrived in work half an hour later I thought, that my hearth will jump through my throat. Thankfully no need for defibrillator, just a bit of rest and some ionic fluid intravenously and I was ready for return torture back home. Sweet lord I’m so unfit but still got it in 40 min home so have challenge to shorten this time and hopefully in few months I will do that 30 / 40 min by continues cycling, even those f€&@ing hills and with regular heartbeat.
Did survive the ride and got home happy with endorphins or whatever drugs body producing flying high as kite. However after shower I said I will rest as midday sunshine here is not so good time to go out, unless you want barbecue bacon I.e yourself. I had put my head down for a quick nap and one hour later woke up. This means that one hours cycling equals one hour of sleeping.
What a relieve when I jumped on motorbike afterward woo hoo I do welcome progress. Such a great ride when your hearth is not trying to get out of your chest, well unless the car suddenly appear at my side of the road since is trying to overtake some taxi. Driving here is Adrenalin sport and maybe that could be another touristic attraction, Adrenalin island style driving.
At the end all is good as when you get freshly baked cinnamon roll, size of baby head with fresh good black coffee, you are really in paradise. Life is good and diving life even better, just next time Frankie needs to pay attention to his Spanish so that hot date will be with lady and not only with hot sauce.
Meanwhile signing off as the burger and sunset are coming.
So long for now.
