Lago de Yojoa is the largest lake in Honduras. It sits on the highway that connects Honduras’ capital, Tegucigalpa, and San Pedro Sula. Even though the lake is off the beaten path, it is still very much easily accessible. Lago de Yojoa is surrounded by a lush green forest of trees and rolling mountains from the Santa Bárbara National Park on the west and the Cerro Azul Meambar National Park on the east.
From Copan Valley, my friend and I caught a 5:30AM bus to San Pedro Sula and a one-hour taxi ride to our hotel, El Cortijo del Lago, located right by the lake. The hotel offers a panoramic view of Lago de Yojoa, private cabins, a variety of water sports activities and a restaurant. There are no other restaurants and no markets nearby to buy food or water. The closest town is about 10 kilometers away.
My friend and I originally reserved a simple cabin by the lake. When I saw where we were staying for the next few days, I said to myself, “Just suck it up. Suck it up. Suck it up!” There were no window panes and no fan.
There was only a window screen and a dingy cloth that hung over it. The two small twin beds took up three-fourths of the room. The bathroom was dirty, broken and rusty with mildew crawling everywhere. There was no door. Just a rag with a gaping hole about 4 feet high and 2 feet wide. It was pretty much pointless. We immediately asked for an upgrade. For 100 lempiras more, we got a room with a panoramic view of the lake,a king-size bed, a twin bed and a tiny TV with no channels but a decent selection of DVDs.
I was little concerned that our hotel was so far from civilization. We took a chicken bus to the closest town, Pena Blanca. Although there was definitely more life in this little town, it wasn’t that much more of a convenience than El Cortijo del Lago. Our hotel room at least had three huge windows overlooking the lake, rolling mountains in shades of blue and gray from left to right, an air conditioner and decent size bathroom that was less mildew-y than the tiny cabin.
Our next mission was to exchange more cash. There were two or three banks in town but none of them offered ATM services. Luckily, I brought extra cash so my friend and I was able to survive for the duration of the trip. Had I not, we would have had to take another three hour bus ride back to San Pedro Sula for the closest bank with ATM service.