|The road to Santa Rita|
|The house next to the mentioned family's home|
|The bridge over the Copán River|
The days to come were surreal. Copán was completely isolated. The roads were collapsed in both directions, so there was no way in or out. We didn’t have any Honduran TV channels at the time, let alone (online) newspapers, so we were quite oblivious to the disaster that had befallen ons other parts of the country.
|Road Santa Rota to Copán, Hotel Posada Real /Clarion on the background|