I find the tenacity of the people I met in Tegucigalpa, Honduras to be particularly inspiring. I traveled to Honduras the summer prior to my ninth grade year with some members of my church and my family. I had virtually no idea what to expect. When we landed, I was shocked at how modern everything seemed. It’s hard to visualize countries like Honduras as being modern, but at first look Tegucigalpa certainly appeared to be ̶ our very first stop was actually a Kentucky Fried Chicken of all places. After some urban exploring we drove further out of the city and that’s where the modern living ceased. We stayed in a small village in the mountains where I received the most hospitality I will probably ever see. I didn’t understand why these people
