Many would wonder why it is that I choose to make my life in Honduras. A nation wrongly and unacceptably famed as a “murder capital of the world” (where I personally have never even seen a catfight), a poverty-stricken, corrupt hell-hole with nothing good to offer and no future.
About Ben Anson
“The moment that I disembark (from a plane), I notice that everything in my body and in my mind readjusts”, so remarked Gabriel Garcia Marquez – when speaking of his relationship with the Caribbean. He felt the strongest physical and mental connection with this part of the world and deemed it as far as ‘grave’ and immensely ‘dangerous’ for him to leave its zone. Only here, did ‘Gabo’ feel ‘right’ in himself. Honduras, does for me – precisely what the Caribbean did for Marquez. A resplendent yet troubled nation, that I have been decidedly unable to part with ever since 2014. I thus seek to capture its essence through the written word.