Why is the project focused on the small remote village of Linares and what work is to be done? one of the passages into Linares Why Linares? Because we had contacts there and we became aware of their need. Isn’t that how people get involved with anything? We have wanted to get connected at coffee origin in [...]
Category Archives: Honduras Oct/Nov 2011
Coffeeland Honduras: Where From?
Since being home, I have been like a computer straining against its CPU to process data beyond its capacity. The frequency of updating this blog has suffered for it but I would much rather gain perspective and write something that is profitable to someone else than just spit out information as it tumbles out of [...]
Gualaco, Olancho: Basecamp
The mountain roads of Olancho are torturous. Like a washboard carved by the rivulets of a hundred rains, these passages are a challenge for both the body and the mind. Shadows falling across the road sometimes hide crevasses a foot deep and potholes you could hide a VW in. Vaughn took the roads to task and came [...]
Post-Apocalyptic L.A. in the Clouds
Tegucigalpa, Honduras – population 3million+. It is not a safe town if you do not have somewhere to be. Political and gang graffiti color many buildings and I am only just beginning to learn what it means. I don’t know hectic traffic and neither do you if you have not been outside the States. Sure, Atlanta [...]
‘Hardcore” is Relative
A little over a month ago scouring the internet for Honduras information, a stumbled across a website for a microfinance organization in La Union, Lempira. I read their site, then their blog, then stalked them across cyberspace until I found a stateside staff member on Facebook and finally crowbarred an email from him. I emailed [...]
A Day of Confluence
Here I sit in a room just outside of Santa Barbara, latin jazz on the tv, a single fluorescent bulb above me, trying to get a handle on all that converged to make this day. No promises but I will try. Through a series of events so unlikely it defies happenstance but too long to give [...]
A Place of Different Beauties
This morning, Jake, Vaughn, Joaquin and I left San Pedro for the interior of Honduras. I must admit that I was filled with a mixture of longing for my sweet love at home in Georgia and a visceral hunger for the next thing I have never seen before; the next person I have never met [...]
Honduran Acclimation
Jacob and I started this morning by meeting Vaughn for breakfast in the hotel’s small dining room – just a few tables with chairs in a room with natural tile floors and, surrounded with windows. The morning’s light was streaming into the room from all sides and it felt, well, different. We are closer to [...]