Before visiting this country I didn´t like children, at all. In fact, I used to despise them and avoided contact every time I saw one.
If you asked me this question a few weeks ago my answer would have been: The thing is, my experience with children has never been Continue reading Children in Honduras – A nomad´s acquired taste
A desserted island holds many secrets and surprises for a nomad deciding to camp there. I am not going to tell you all about it because I am planning a very long post about my adventures in the island involving beaches, hiking, hunting wild snakes and much more.
What I can give you is a glimpse of this friend who came every day at five in the morning, knocking on my window and waking me up without any remorse.
Continue reading When you camp on a Caribbean island the first daily gift you get is the Sunrise