Copan Ruinas and an Update

It’s been almost two months since my last update: two months including two trips to Honduras, minor health issues (giardiasis anyone?) resulting from those trips, interviewing for jobs and starting a new job.  Whew. On this last trip we went to #Copan Ruinas in Copan Department in the western part of Honduras where there are… Continue reading Copan Ruinas and an Update

How old do you have to be to get your first machete?

At brunch the other day my stepmother asked me how old you have to be to get your first machete.  I just laughed, because my four-year-old neighbor can regularly be found chopping down all the sugar cane in front of his house.   Machetes there are ubiquitous—women use them to cut kindling to start the… Continue reading How old do you have to be to get your first machete?

Where your coffee comes from

The first coffee harvest of the season has just begun in the area I stayed in so I thought this would be a good time to talk about where coffee comes from. Before meeting my partner I had little idea of where coffee came from.  Of course I had some vague idea that it is… Continue reading Where your coffee comes from

Where I lived in Honduras

The area I lived in can’t really even be called a village, at least not in the sense that it was anything we would generally recognize as a village.  It is a community made up of many small houses with large families living more or less close together.  From the road (more about that in… Continue reading Where I lived in Honduras

How I ended up in Honduras & a note about names and places

How I ended up living in Honduras is a story that actually begins before I was born.  My grandfather was an engineer who visited Japan several times on business and developed an appreciation for all things Japanese.  Somehow he connected with an exchange program and he agreed to host a 16-year-old Japanese student, at the… Continue reading How I ended up in Honduras & a note about names and places