I went into Tegucigalpa every so often to shop and visit the Peace Corps office. It was a long bus ride in the old recycled school buses......perfect for the short Hondurans......but torture for a guy 6'2". It was a 6 hour slow ride over rutted roads with the bus frequently breaking down or getting a flat. I passed the hours reading paperbacks that I picked up from the Peace Corps office. Sometimes the trip in was because of official business or visiting the Peace Corps nurse to help with frequent stomach ailments. In Tegucigalpa I could get a cheeseburger or pizza and see a movie....so the 6 hour torture was always worth it. The bottom photo is of the market.
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