So here is my online album of my first major trip out of the country. Enjoy! 

I arrived in San Pedro Sula on May 23, 2004. I met a woman named Nelly on my plane and she offered to drive me into the city, to a hotel.  

This was funny for me. I thought this was more of the way they carry things in the country, not in the city.  

I met Dilcia (and her energy-packed son, Stuardo) at the hotel where I stayed in San Pedro. Immediately she took me under her wing and guided me around while I was there. She insisted on paying for my cab rides and got me a little keychain to remember her. I was there for only a day. What a great start for my trip.  

Welcome to Copan Ruinas. Originally I planned on staying for 1 week but I stayed for 2 instead. Made lots of memories here.  

Down the street in Copan, looking towards the Central Plaza.  

A view from my balcony. Horses carry firewood for their stoves.  

The balcony to my room.  

Kids across the street. 

This was the view from my bedroom. See the mountains. 

This is the view from the terrace of where I stayed.  

Me and Nike sit in the terrace at Dona Elena's house. This is Nery's dog. Ixel, his other dog, is in another pic. Now I want my own rotweilers. I miss these pups terribly.  

A woman that helps out in the house where I stayed, cuts fresh chicken for dinner (notice head and feet). I had to take a picture.  

Dona Deisy, the founder of the orphanage/daycare. A woman with the biggest heart. She owns a restaurant and uses the profits to support the children.  

Welcome to the local daycare/orphanage. I volunteered here during my stay in Copan.  

Me and the kids.  

Nery and I pass by a farm on our way to the indiginous pueblo.  

The kids. :) 

An indiginous woman and her baby in front of her home, which is made of mud, straw and branches. She let me peak inside.  

This is Nery (on the left) with his dog Ixel. He is Dona Elena's (the woman I stayed with in Copan) son. We became good friends.  

The little indiginous boy took a pic with me.  

This cutey followed us around while we were in the pueblo. He holds a carved dish that his father made. He helps support his family by selling things that they make.  

Nery hands a cookie to a little girl. 

The kids enjoy their cookies in front of the store where we bought them.  

A model of the Mayan ruins that I saw there in Copan.