So for some reason I find myself on a ridiculously choppy boat, bearing down on Utila.  Utila and its fellow Bay Islands are known for one thing and one thing only; scuba diving.  Here I will dice with death and put my life on the line to see fish. The boat over is actually known …

Today we took a bus.  That is all.

Another lazy day for turning 32.  I don’t do much, except wander to the football fields to have a kick about, and then chill at the hostel for the evening.  My team manages to win the quiz night though, but the tequila drank at midnight really ruined me, so I take it a lot easier …

Ok so this is getting a little silly now.  Last night was pretty crazy with yet more beer pong and party games, as well as a ridiculous amount to drink.  Consequently today is something of a write off.  I spend the day chilling out around the hostel.   It’s nice to have days like this, and …

Sleep in for the first time in what feels like weeks.  Today we have nowhere to be and no ambulances to get there with.  The future is a little uncertain, save that for the next few hours I’m going to be sleeping. I rise late, just in time to go tubing on the “frozen river” …

The ambulance that has been my home for the past 3 weeks leaves us today.  Murray drives Chupacabra with myself in the co pilot seat for the last time.  Today we visit the second hospital in Comayagua, and after washing the rally from her, we drive to the city to be greeted by the same …

Today the fruits of our labours grow ripe in the Honduran sun.  We drive to Siguatapeque and deliver the first of the ambulances.  The people here are warm, welcoming and in such desperate need of support and charity.  They have very little, and when we see the smiling faces, feel the embraces and listen to …

I awake bent out of shape, blinking in the sunlight, crammed into the front passenger seat.  It’s not fun.  We manage to locate where we were meant to be last night/this morning, and troop in, feeling like we’d slept in an ambulance.  As luck would have it, the hostel is located round the corner, and …

I was terrified in the night.  Simply terrified.  I slept in my clothes, curled in a pathetic foetal position trying to wrap the mosquito blanket around me.  I awoke several times to discover that the net had opened.  I was convinced that numerous things were flying and crawling in the bed with me.  The rest …