We took off at 6am, which meant being up at 4am to leave. That's 2am, Roatan time. (They are in Central Time but don't have daylight savings, so we'll be gaining back the hour sometime in our week here.) Two hours to Miami (slept through most of that), two hours on the ground (ate), two more hours to Coxen Hole, the international airport on the island. It was similar to Kilimanjaro - you get off on the tarmac and go through immigration and customs in the small building.
Roatan is quick the destination for Americans. This is probably our most cliche trip (except for our cruise to the Bahamas) - we're staying at Anthony's Key Resort, which has all our diving and meals along with our room on stilts overlooking the sea.
Weather this week might be a bit wetter than ideal, but rain doesn't matter as much when you're underwater.
We got picked up from the airport, then got our orientation (as well as our second lunch) and took the boat they call the "water taxi" over to the island with our room on it.
It was definitely time for another nap, since the schedule for the day was nothing until the 2-for-1 drinks at the pool at 5pm, and it had started to drip. Not sunbathing weather, yet.
With the sun setting right about five, it felt really late and dark as we left some fellow divers by the pool and headed to dinner at six.
Alisa and I are eating vegetarian this week, which, while they are accommodating, is going to be on us to watch and make sure we get enough filling meals and not just bread and butter.
So, we were tucked in and reading by 8, and the lights were off before 10. Maybe getting up at 6:30 every day isn't going to be as much of a challenge as I thought.
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