
the only real "city" in Guanaja is the settlement on Savannah Bight which consists of about 10,000 people crammed onto a key that has to be less than a square mile in area, living in a Dr.Seuss-worthy sticky-stacky jumble of stilt houses and boardwalks. The guidebooks made it sound dreadful - we were expecting a sort of highly septic Joseph Conrad's Venice - but it was actually a delightful little town, and the people rivalled those of Providenica in friendliness. One of the reasons we stopped here on the way to Roatan was we'd heard it was an easier and cheaper place to check into Honduras than Roatan would be, and that proved to be true. The Port Captain and Migracion were warm and wonderful - the Migra guy charged us ten bucks, but he did share his breakfast of candied papaya with us - and the whole town had a very welcoming, laid-back vibe going on. The deal was sealed when we tied our dinghy up at the general store and rounded the corner onto Main Street to find a Mexican restaurant serving tasty lunches!! The perfect antidote to 5 days of ramen and saltines.....
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