Castles & Romantic Languages & Near Misses

Late lastnight Stéphane and I decided that CUSO-VSO staff likely don't work on Sundays, so we ought to find our own entertainment for the day and look forward to meeting our colleagues on Monday.  At breakfast we asked the hotel owners where we might change our moneys  into the local currency, Lempiras, and what sort of touristy attractions they might recommend.  As luck would have it, there is a nearby supermarket (Mas x Menos...More for Less) where we could use an international ATM, and the family would be going for a Sunday outting on a nearby mountain top for the day.  We were invited to hitch a ride with them to said mountain top.  ¡Que suerte!

We gleefully took them up on their kind offer.  We thought this low-land neighbourhood was mucky-muck?  On the way up we passed the residence of the American embassador.  Wow.  At 10 km we pulled into a private residence.  This was the 2nd home of the owners of the hotel, built in European style, with beautiful landscaping.  The neighbours, architects from Europe, built a modern-day castle next door. No F-werding kidding (see photo).