Caveat: (because we all know I can’t get enough of them), the official language of the Island, is English. Although I had done lots of reading on the Island and its history, I still could not disconnect from my brain that I was heading to Honduras. So immediately my brain switched into Spanish when the plane hit the tarmac. That is, until the cab driver said, “don’ speak no Spanish to me mon,” in a very clear, Caribbean-esque accent. Lesson learned. The majority of the Island is bilingual so fear not if you only float monolingually.