The more I travel, the less I am interested in seeing tourist destinations. That’s not to say that I didn’t enjoy Rome’s Coliseum, Peru’s Machu Picchu, or Turkey’s Hagia Sofia. What I truly love is culture and unfortunately, you don’t get much of that surrounded by tourists in a water taxi in Venice’s main canal. You can even be living in a foreign country, with the compound walls separating you from everything foreign. As for me, I prefer living in the trenches. That is where culture resides. I feel so fortunate to be living with Doña Maria and Adoña and working with Jesus, Jovel, Javier, Jorge, Salvador, and Ami Noel. My memories of Honduras will not be of Copan and Ceiba, but rather these people who have enriched my daily life.