Sunday, August 2nd Honduras is your urinal. If you ever have to make, Hondu is where it´s at! No need for shame, just embrace it, whether it be mid-street, a nice corner, behind a truck or through a fence. I almost forgot how free you are here. It takes very little to reacclimate to his lifestyle: the peeing, spitting, lifting of the shirt above the stomach to the lower chest area to allow the belly to gain access to outside airflow (men only) and darting out to cross the street just as a speeding car (that will not stop) approaches. I´m on a strict diet of baleadas, fried chicken, fruit juices and chillied fruits and veggies in a plastic bag. I hope to regain my adonis-like physique over the next month. Ah, the fried chicken. I
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