Our Christmas present came a week late… but it’s here! This was our first weekend with a car and it was glorious. J did most of the driving, but I survived a quick trip to the grocery store. I felt like a 16-year-old driving for the first time, even celebrating getting gas without major incident.
As you may recall, driving here is a nightmare. Imagine our surprise when we pulled on to the main road and found it deserted. Tegucigalpa was a ghost town… until we got on the road to Valle de Angeles. We snaked along behind a line of cars all the way up only to find half of the population of Teguc had emptied into Valle. We didn’t even last an hour amongst the crowds, cars, and canines before we bailed out. But, thanks to one of the many lovely nurseries lining the mountain road, we didn’t come home empty handed.
I thought we could outsmart the crowds and sneak off to el Picacho on Sunday. I couldn’t have been more wrong. I forget that there’s so little to do within the city that everyone flocks to the same handful of places. El Picacho (better known to the Marines as Pikachu) is a mountain looming over the north side of Tegucigalpa, made famous by the giant Christ statue perched near the top.
We’ve been up there before in the wee hours of a weekend morning for a run when it was understandably empty. Unbeknownst to me, it transforms into a full-fledged park on weekends, complete with kids stomping through water features, food vendors hocking snacks of all varieties, and a hoard of people who just want to walk outside without getting shanked. If you can stand the crowds, it’s actually a really nice place to walk around and take in the sweeping views of the city. Naturally, though, J vowed he will never return on a weekend.
Three years in a sparsely populated part of North Carolina may have influenced our distaste for crowds, but it’s still so nice to be mobile. Thanks to the holiday weekend, our first forays around the city were more scenic than stressful, as you can see from this video of our drive up to Picacho.