Everyone warned us about the Honduran border, that it is a wasteland, a chaos but when we arrived we were pleasantly surprised by a simple, reasonable bureaucracy. It was the fastest crossing, on par with the one in Canada. The only strange thing was the customs officer tried speaking with an English accent and kept calling me Mr. James Bond.
We passed through Honduras fairly quickly. One of the highlights would have to be an amazing fish soup/fried fish meal in one small town. It seems the poorer the country the kinder its inhabitants. Compared to Honduras we spent quite some time in Nicaragua visiting the two famous competing colonial cities of Leon and Granada. We found Granada cleaner and prettier, almost reminiscent of the Guatemalan Antigua.