Tegucigalpa on my mind
The sleeping princess…that is how my friend described her native Tegucigalpa to me, while a reddish sunset unfolds from the Suyapa Sanctuary.
It is always amazing to see how proud people are of their place of birth. For my friend and for Honduras national love and pride is an act of resistance. Pride in their achievements, national cuisine, challenges and football (in spite the upsetting 6–0 against the US this weekend)
Rest assured, Hondurans know well poverty, violence, injustice and climate change are not going to surmount themselves in their own.
Still, they come out of home everyday and find an alternate route, a way to work and to make it work.
Humbled I admire the sleeping Honduran princess and wish the world would learn from her.