I am not religious. Nor am I the least bit spiritual. I believe life is a “what you see is all you get” deal. Nothing happens for a reason, such as destiny is unfolding. Shit just happens and we have two choices – cry or make the best of it.
I always choose to make the best of any situation I find myself in. Getting robbed of everything but the clothes on my back in Honduras is just such a situation. The Canadian Embassy in Managua, Nicaragua, rose to the occasion and were a big help for the few days I was in the city. However, I opted to leave and head south to Granada, where I knew a large, English speaking expat community was located.
I’ve been here for over a couple of weeks now and am feeling very comfortable. I’m still cash short, but I have managed to replace my stolen phone and have access to a computer, so I can write again. Unfortunately I still need a camera, but one thing at a time.
I am gonna post occasionally as myself on this site. The reason being the Vagabond Travel team is growing and I think it only fair that VT posts be of a more generic nature, and I keep my own life trials and tribulations under a profile that is all my own.