The entire West End...: Roatan, Honduras
You can't tell by looking at the place, but its something out of a Rolling Stone article by Hunter S. Thompson... Crazed scuba divers on "holiday" roaming the streets, stoned, inhaling copious amounts of cocaine, drinking gallons of rum, and cases of Port Royal. Local men and women being searched by police for weapons upon entering the clubs on the West End. And lets not forget Coxen Hole, folks. One of the main towns on the island, it makes some ghettos of the world look like paradise. Needless to say, I wind up there at some random party at 2:00am with some locals I met at a bar that night, feeling quite jovial and confident I would live out the evening, but thats a whole other can of worms... The beauty of the island during the day has an underlying menace at night, not to mention unrelenting heat, humidity, and bugs that could devour you in minutes... But I must say, I did have...










