Travel Blogs from Nacaome, Honduras
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These Little Blips Define Life
... just because that is the thing you are supposed to do at that point in your life. Today I don't want to be in Honduras. I suppose all these tough things are exactly why I am here. It has happened so frequently since I have been down ...
How Do I Answer That?
... must live in the context that is established by the stereotypes of the vast majority, be they good or bad. Thankfully, in Honduras the stereotypes are for the most part harmless or flattering. To abstract from this concrete idea, I share this ...
The Soldier Boy Adds a Funny Twist
... , reading or watching sports with Spanish commentators. An interesting situation has developed over the few days that I have been in Nacaome. There is a family of five women who run a small but safe and varied comedor in which each takes turns ...
Through the Honduras roads
We will post trip information here as soon as it starts. For 2010, we will continue planning the project and look for Sponsors that are willing to invest and support the Project. All indications in that regard is highly appreciated. Please contact us by ...
My first month in the campo
... . I basically tagged along with my Honduran counterparts as they travelled to the clusters of houses in the hills around Nacaome. During the hurricane, these communities faced the greatest perils. Not only were they vulnerable to the ravages of the ...
Hurricane Mitch: Eres Malvado
... I was living. On this particular day I had caught a ride in the back of an old Nissan pickup from the market in Nacaome out to the small gravel path leading from a main road that heads into the regional seat. Pedro and I walked from the main ...
How Many Does it Take to Screw in a Lightbulb?
... around, no one is out there creating work for others. Fundamentally this is one of the deepest causes of poverty and a poor economy in Honduras. How does one go about changing it? That is exactly the question every NGO is trying to ...
Arriving in Nacaome, Honduras
After a 3 hour bus ride from Tegucigalpa, we arrived at Nacaome. I jumped off the bus into a busy street full of people selling roasted corn and water. As I took my first couple steps I realized the streets are littered with trash and flip ...
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