A break from the snow.

After spending a day in Cozumel surrounded by pasty-white tourists, obscene T-shirts and donkeys in Sombreros everyone in the Lindeman family was ready for a change of pace during our week-long excursion at sea—luckily we found exactly what we needed in Honduras. Knowing virtually nothing about the country other than its reputation as great place to snorkel, we hopped on a bus and headed across the island to Tabayana Beach.

If we had never made it to the beach (and at times it seemed like a toss up) the 30-minute bus ride was worth the trip. Weaving through narrow mountain roads in a 25 year-old American school bus, sideswiping passing cars and playing chicken with the natives made the ride, well … exhilarating. But what was really great was getting away from the touristy stuff and actually seeing how people live and the incredible environment they live in. When we finally made it to the beach, it was one of the nicest I have ever been on and the water was crystal clear. I wouldn't mind going back some time.