Have you ever woken up and then not been able to tell whether being awake, or the dream you were having, was the reality? That's similar to how it was in Honduras. While there, my life in the United States felt so distant and fabricated. And when I returned, the whole trip seemed surreal. How does it make you feel to realize that the world is full of exotic, culturally unique places and people ...and we know nothing about them?
(Sorry, but I haven't gotten around to this tab yet! Photos coming soon...)