Contributions from Justino
A Last Night on the Island A feeling of authenticity runs over your soul if you sit at a local eatery on a Sunday night in Utila. As you sit on a wooden bench you lean against the open screen-less windowsill to feel the cool night air greet the warmth of the restaurant’s interior. Your friends around the rectangular table are tired and content reflecting on their morning dives and under the orange glow of the Chinese lamps they are patiently awaiting their plates of barracuda, wahoo, or ...
Visiting my great volunteer friends, a couple, in coffee town Honduras.