We went scuba diving around here. Also pictured- a sign that I may never get used to seeing/heeding, but that was very typical of all the countries we visited.
We bought a waterproof GoPro camera that Chad could wear underwater on his head. These pics are from that camera. Taking the plunge!
Do you see the sea turtle? 
I think this was the only point that I ever made eye contact with Chad during the 50 minute dive (I was so paranoid that I would not take my eyes off of the instructor!). The instructor was getting after one of us & I was confusedly looking at Chad to see if it was him or me. 
I was so cold underwater & these goosebumps are picture proof! It was more difficult for me to control my breathing, because my instinct was to shiver & my teeth wanted to chatter from the cold. The picture on the right shows our new friend from Jamaica named Al. The first 20 minutes or so of our dive, Chad unintentionally got a lot of video footage of his legs. We told Al we'd email him a copy of the video we got. Hmm...I wonder what Al will think of Chad's videography skills.
Yay! We made it! At least, that's what my smile is saying. That & 'Yay! I get to sit in the sun!'. Chad's smile is more celebratory, 'that was awesome'! 
Would I go again, you ask. Don't let my smile below fool you. Maybe this will answer your question. Most of the dive I swam with one hand, because I kept my other hand on my oxygen the whole time! I was scared that if my mouthpiece somehow came out, I'd panic, suck in a lung full of water & it's not like you can just pop up to the surface from 40 feet under! I believe the words circling around in my head were, "I'm never doing this again. I'm never doing this again." I think Chad was pretty bummed that I wouldn't be his scuba diving partner for life. Anyone out there reading this want to go with us on our next cruise so Chad has a scuba buddy? Us girls can tan on the beach &/or go shopping :)
My in-laws were watching our kids at Tabyana beach. I was so anxious to see them, especially my baby! Once back to the port, we went looking for a taxi. Instead, we randomly met an american named Ed Leotard. "I'm going that way. I'll give you a ride!," he said. So that is how we found ourselves in the back of his Kia car rental hearing his stories of the island & humanitarian aide he had done/was doing. His stories were mixed with detours to impoverished parts of the island that he warned us against visiting at nighttime. And this beautiful view below was a cigarette break for Ed. 
And here's us at his condo where he showed us some of the glasses and prosthetic hands that were being used to help in people of Roatan. Is it bad for me to admit that I breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing the glasses & prosthetics. I admit that it did cross my mind that he could be some kind of mass murderer taking us back to his condo & no one would ever know where we dissapeared to. In all actuality, Ed is a really decent guy that is very service oriented and that seems to genuinely love people. Thanks for the ride Ed!
From his condo we walked to this beach, which was in the vicinity of Tabyana Beach. 
We saw much more of the beach than we should have due to some bad directions from a excursion guide who looked credible enough.
Sometime after crossing this rickety old bridge, we found ourselves in an exotic animal petting zoo. I think the staff there were not pleased that we had found our way in without paying. It was there that we learned we had gone the exact opposite direction to get to Tabyana Beach.
So, we headed back & finally found the ever elusive Tatyana beach. By then my in-laws and kids were nowhere in sight...and neither were any other cruise goers. I was nervous, sunburned & very thirsty. Thankfully, some kind locals sold us some coke & water & called up their son to give us a ride back to the port for $20. And this below?...oh this is just a cool abandoned ship in the port. 
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