It’s been a while since I’ve written anything on here, so I want to apologise to all my die-hard fans (mum). I’ve been distracted, I guess. But I do have a story to tell, and here it is.
I was nervous about coming to Honduras.
You go to Honduras, be careful, they say.
People said I had guts to give everything up and travel in the first place. Nah, I’m only afraid of more important things, I’ve still got a few things to prove. I felt I had to go to Tegucigalpa, to prove to myself that I’m not afraid of these places.
*WARNING* There might actually be some useful information contained in this post, somewhere (at last). Right or wrong, who the hell knows.