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.
Everywhere you go in the world, there are mopes walking around with beautiful girls and everyone in the place stops what they’re doing and looks and wonders how those girls wound up with those mopes.
For 48 hours, we were those guys.