Ben Anson

What Some Go Through

We sat around her table one night, as she regaled both myself and if I recall correctly – her daughter, with an unimaginably horrific tale.

Distancing Oneself from the Masses

Honduras, is my special place. Those who’ve read my previous articles on here are well aware of this. Yet, as I almost always state…

The Passing of a Beautiful Woman

One minute I was holding the door open for her, receiving a lovely smile and cheery thank you very much young man, and the next…

Stories from an Old Soldier

Where I live, there also reside a father and son from Nicaragua, within the hostel/apartment building in which the three of us rent rooms.

Wise Words from a Taxi Driver

I smiled as the San Pedro Sula taxi driver regaled his experiences. Nobody captures life better than a life-battered Honduran.

Questioning Honduras

I was standing quite recently under the shower when I gasped slightly and realized that “Honduras was beginning to bore me.”

Terribly Upset for Honduras

ETA derailed the Caribbean sector of Honduras last week. Scores lost everything: Houses gone. Many dead or missing. Now here comes Iota…