Bob LaGarde

A few thoughts on Business, Politics and Adventure

Southern Ladies Really Get Around

So I took off from Tegucigalpa in Honduras about 7:30 am on Sunday. After about 30 minutes or so of driving I entered the mountain region and it became very gorgeous. It reminded me of Costa Rica in how lush the landscape was. I am sure there were monkeys in the area and I strived to spot one but its really not possible to see them on the roadway. There were people standing on the roadway selling fresh caught fish and there was also a spot where they were thrusting sticks out into the air that had exotic birds, presumably with feet tied to the stick, for sale.

 

After a while I spotted a good gas station with a small market in the town of Zamorano and pulled in to do some regrouping. I got some more cash and some groceries and ice and then went and cleaned out my cooler, restocked my ice and drinks and started to do a little car maintenance. Suddenly I heard an unmistakably sounding southern ladies voice call out, “are you really from Kansas?” I lifted my head from the under the hood of the car and answered, “yes I am.” There were two ladies standing there and the one asking about my origination was Linda Baker from Spartanburg, South Carolina! And to make it an even more unlikely encounter, her daughter and her husband live in Overland Park, Kansas! The Bakers came to Honduras some years ago to assist with as Baptist missionary volunteers for the Zamorano Pan-American Agricultural School and she and her husband decided to stay. She had nothing but very good things to say about living in this area. Her friend was there visiting from Mississippi. She gave me some input about Niagara and then off she went.

I have been apprehensive about crossing into Niagara, another country with a spotty history of violence. I made sure that I had cash as I approached the border and I am pleased to say that exiting Honduras and entering Niagara was virtually painless as far as border crossings go. I had to complete about 7 different transactions to make the crossing but each one was completed without complication. I got my passport checked, the stamped for exit, then got my car properly documented for exit then got my passport checked for entry into Niagara, then got my entry authorized and my passport stamped, got my declarations completed, got Nonagrian auto insurance and finally got my car permit and then proceeded to the crossing where all of that was again checked and I was allowed passage into Niagara. 

 

The border was not crowded and the roads were good. More importantly there were no signs of the typical heavily armed police check points that create so much harassment in most of the other countries I have crossed. And Niagara is pretty well industrialized. The area where I entered in the northwest part of the country, has a strong agricultural base and the farms were large and somewhat well modernized. And there were a large number of processing plants for the crops they grow here which include tobacco, sugar cane and coffee. There is a very large lake in western Niagara which divides the mountain region from the coastal region. I had decided that I would take the mountain side route through the country. This would allow me to see a little more of the country and would put me on a direct line down into Costa Rica headed toward San Jose, my first destination.

I drove for about five hours during the first leg of my crossing in Niagara. It was a pleasant and relaxed drive with good roads the entire way. I made it to Managua which was my destination but I did not want to stay there as it is a big confusing city. I got some directions from a cab driver toward Las Cisneros which was up in the higher mountain region. I drove for about 45 more minutes and took the first hotel and restaurant that I came to. The hotel was $20, too much for what they offered but it was here and I was tired. I got a grilled fish of some sort for dinner for about $10, again too much but I needed to eat. My room was barren, a bed, desk and two chairs. I haven’t showered yet but I was assured there was hot water available.

 

I am not caught up with my blogging. I got an email last night from the call center where I had asked about work requesting a resume so this morning, after I get a shower, I will sit down and prepare a resume and hopefully find internet access so that I can send it off. It’s good to have such a good possibility of work but I am very unsure about living in the area where this job is located. I will have to wrestle with the dilemma of how to best cover my employment needs and also find a satisfactory place to live. I am reluctant to pass up any sort of bird in hand opportunity so I will likely try to find a place to stay for a month or two and take this job if offered.