The sun beats down. It does so fiercely. At this moment however, I remain cool . I happen to be sitting below the kind, encompassing shade of a large Palm tree. Crisp, white grains of sand slide between my toes as I stand up. I do so in the attempt to see if any ‘coconut […]
Tela sits, quite calmly, within a wide bay on the north coast of Honduras. Indeed a ‘troubled’ nation – yes, to offer more accuracy however it is one of extraordinary beauty. This ‘beauty’ can be seen in its mountains or it’s beaches yet in particular it’s people. The Honduran welcomes an outsider – ‘todo por […]
Cayos Cochinos – Honduras – “tenemos algo muy especial aquí”. His simple words capturing it perfectly as “we have something very special here”
“Sí vos no pisas majé, sos marica! Así pensamos nosotros”. That’s how a friend once put it to me, here in Honduras. The translation is simple and indeed somewhat vulgar. “If you don’t f*** man, you’re a faggot. That’s how we think”. I’m British, I’ve lived in Honduras for over a year now. This is a […]