Isla Roatan, Honduras 4

Heading onward to the ship, we sway, prance and hum to the compelling rhythms of the lively dockside band decked out in jaunty straw hats and embroidered shirts. Hammering away on their wooden marimba and singing harmoniously, they grin and nod at our shenanigans as we pass.
At dinner, our tablemates share events from the day. They tell us endearing tales of touching, stroking and even kissing dolphins at Anthony’s Key and sunning themselves on popular Tabyana beach. Others snorkeled in crystal waters above some of the world’s most unspoiled coral, “Second only to Australia’s great barrier reef,” my snorkelling hubby confides. Wendy and Al had explored Roatan’s East End. “Still pretty rural and undeveloped,” they report. “Over at Dixon Cove Harbor we boarded island-style boats and visited a shipwreck out on the reef, then sampled jellies and jams made from island plum, hibiscus, and other tropical flowers at a typical farm.”

One couple visited iguanas at Sherman Arch’s Farm, where 2700 of these prehistoric creatures roam freely. Hearing this, we recall our cruise director’s quips at a briefing, “Iguana stew remains Roatan’s traditional delicacy, except now they’re protected, so if you go there, you can’t eat ’em—but at feeding time, you can handle ’em!” Grinning, we proceed to munch our succulent seafood dinners…

It’s no wonder Isla Roatan is emerging as the Caribbean’s newest holiday hotspot. In fact, the New York Times recently named Roatan one of the“53 Places to visit in 2008.” And although swanky resorts are rapidly developing along this island’s pristine stretches of white powder sand, on our daytrip we encountered a simpler, more natural Roatan. I suspect its flavor will change, way too soon.