Leaving Guatemala we headed to Honduras and the beautifulCaribbean beaches where we sipped Pina Coladas and tried to remember the words to the Pina Colada song.

We spent a couple of days on the volcanic island of Ometepe, skinny-dipping in Lake Nicaragua under a full moon. And yes Lake Nicaragua being the only place in the world where freshwater sharks live... but as I said to Maggie, after the bloody bears in Alaska, nothing can frighten me.

From there we went to a beach in southern Nicaragua where we had been told that turtles come ashore seven times year to lay their eggs, amazingly we were there at the right time, well, hundreds of them were on the beach and we had trouble trying to swim in the sea as they were all surfing in on the waves {they weigh more than I do, so potentially they are fairly dangerous}. Later that night Maggie was awoken by one hitting her repeatedly with its flippers through the tent as it was trying to dig a hole. Hmm, perhaps we were a bit close to the beach...

We are now in Panama, where the traffic police are the worst I have ever seen, they are also incredibly numerous. Each time we get pulled over I hiss at Maggie to quickly get her helmet off (she's a blonde and it seems to work every time). Maggie insists they just want a closer look at our newly revamped map of the world outlined on the back of the top box with true artistic style.

We have spent the past couple of days on the Pacific Ocean, body surfing and sipping more drinks whilst watching the most spectacular sunsets. But, we have to keep moving on, I think we have the only bike with two bikinis constantly hanging off the back, drying in the sun as we sing Elvis Presley songs into our Madonna style intercom system.

Maggie reluctantly leaves in two days time to go back to her job and a real life in Ireland. I'll be heading to Ecuador next week (look out Ricardo) as Tiberio thinks I shouldn't be heading into Colombia at the moment. I'll let you know how I get on with the shipping agents..."