Rest day in Tegucigalpa – 20220802

Yesterday I just chilled in Tegucigalpa and got some much needed errands done. First I drove to the main park to see what was there and was planning to possibly stop at a motorcycle shop, hardware store, or grocery store on the way. I saw none of them so I continued on and got sucked into the black hole that is downtown Tegucigalpa. The people there constantly walk around as if they were just caught out of their houses. There is an air of danger, caution, and stress at all times. I’ve been told over and over how dangerous Honduras is and how dangerous Tegucigalpa is.

But if feels like all in all it’s mostly a remnant of the past. I haven’t heard of any recent murders, and when they talk about people shooting people from motorbikes I get the feeling it’s anarchy from years ago.

Anyways. I immediately felt the stress of the downtown area and after about 30 minutes walking around I could not take it anymore and took the quickest route to Donkey where I hopped on and didn’t feel any less stress trying to find a shop.

I eventually found a motorcycle shop on the side of the road so pulled over and asked them if they could put some air filter oil on my air filter. They told me immediately that it was not important, I said it was, and then they told me to wait. I had no idea what I was waiting for but while waiting a guy came over with his Las Vegas hat to practice his English with me.

We baked in the sun as he regurgitated what he knew about the US and then a young kid with scars all over his hands came over and asked me how I already knew how to work on my moto. Then he kindly offered to take me around that night to explore Tegucigalpa. He started telling me how he just got back from the US as he pulled his pant leg up and showed me his nice titanium leg and banged a wrench against it saying how great the US was to give him the new leg. I asked him what happened and I already knew the answer as he said, “motorcycle accident.” I was amazed to hear he still loved and rode motorcycles all the time.

I then went to a hardware store where I got some much needed hardware to get the rear cargo thing to stick back on the way it should. I found this morning that The entire cargo rack was being held on by 1 bolt and should have 4. While I was at it I changed some brake pads out to find that once again I way overwore them down. They wore unevenly so I could not tell it was metal on metal.

I then rested the entire rest of the day.