A 5:30am international flight meant a departure from cape may just after midnight. Sure I could have pushed it, but who can sleep before such an adventure anyway? Podcasts and wawa coffee got me through and I made it to the gate before it opened, along with a Mexican couple and soon a family from Guatemala. Just hearing Spanish again got me excited for the journey ahead. But first I would have to contort into a pretzel for a three hour flight to Houston.
I’m heading to the Tropics! Join me and an intrepid group of birders, naturalists and writers (some are all three!) for some serious fun in Honduras as we put the new Leica Trinovid HD through its paces. The Lodge at Pico Bonito will be home base for the next week! But first I need to get there…