La Esperanza, Intibuca, Honduras
Once again, as you might expect, I find myself in a small town in Central America agonizing over such simple decisions like whether or not to add watermelon to my freshly squeezed orange and carrot juice or which topping I´d like on my 3rd choco-banana of the day. My inability to make decisions while frustrating it may be has facilitated many unforgettable experiences over the years, and, god first, will continue to do so.
During the early morning hours last night my hotel was robbed. The perps broke a window, entered (obviously) and stole a few TVs and money from the reception area. The hotel is very small maybe 15 rooms. My room is adjacent to the reception area. I didn´t even wake up, slept through the whole affair