Travelling is easy

On the flight to New York it suddenly struck me. Fuck, I am actually leaving everyone and everything behind for undefined time... When you start thinking about it, it is actually kind of scary – so let's not. Keep focusing on all the positive experiences ahead, and not forgetting that this is what I really want to do!

I think I have finally realized that I am travelling again. Coming to the US from northern Europe doesn't really make such a big difference, but the abrupt transformation from Houston to Central America kind of hit you. Stepping out of the airplane in San Pedro Sula - the heat and humidity slap you in the face. I finally got that funny feeling in my stomach – the one you have when you are expecting something to happen but not sure what.... I love it!

Bringing all your dive equipment when flying – with several flights and going through security a million times – makes travelling a lot more challenging, or at least interesting. Not only do I constantly have more than the allowed baggage (2 check in bags – both weighing more than 23 kg...), but I also have a battery for my divelight that apparently looks like a bomb when sent through scanning.... I was told to always keep the battery in the carry on luggage to avoid any unpleasant episodes, but this has also meant discussing with security personel in Oslo, New York, Houston and now – San Pedro Sula, Honduras. Everyone has been understanding as soon as I have explained what it is (even the security personel in New York and Houston smiled and wished me happy diving!) apart from the ones here at San Pedro Sula. Right now the battery is «resting» on the security managers desk. The only way he would allow me to carry the battery on the plane, was if he could keep it until check in (god knows why – I mean, that would not keep «the unit» (that is what I am gonna call it from now on) from damaging the airplane if that was the intention. Anyways – hopefully both me and the battery are leaving San Pedro Sula as scheduled, allowing us one hour before the afternoon ferry leaves La Ceiba and securing my arrival on Utila tonight. I have the first Salva Vida in my hand and life is pretty good ;-)

That was yesterday. Now I am finally here – Utila. Stepping back on «the rock» felt extremely strange – everything was as if I never left (almost). People have left and others have arrived, but the island is just the same. Got my apartment, and have fantastic sea views. 15 min walk from the divecenter, and located in a really quiet area of the island. As I am still suffering from a bit of a jet lag, I woke up at 5 this morning and went for a run at 6. Seeing the sun coming up while running along the shore kind of reminded me why I am here. The smells, the views, the heat and the sea... Perfect!

Starting diving again today – life is good!

View from my apartment at 5AM this morning.