Nace Volčič

Living intensely within a community, as we have at Arc in Honduras, naturally initiates a reflective process as one prepares to depart. Although Silva and I dedicated time daily to contemplate our roles in the house and the everyday challenges we faced, it is only now, as we prepare to leave, that we can clearly … Read more

Three months have flown by since we arrived in Honduras. It feels as though we joined the community just yesterday. I vividly recall the warm welcome upon our arrival, the greeting at the door of our room, the freshly painted walls, and the smiles on the faces of the assistants and residents. I remember how … Read more

If there’s one thing Hondurans love to discuss, it’s food. Due to the geographical diversity of Honduras, the cuisine varies significantly by region. On the Caribbean coast, coconut milk, cassava flour, and spicy spices are staples. In the cooler mountainous areas, the diet includes hearty dishes, particularly grilled meats (carne asada) and a typical chicken … Read more

In Honduras, Easter is deeply imbued with symbolism and tradition. Processions, the Way of the Cross, prayers, and fasting all play a significant role in this holiday, and Hondurans, including those who do not regularly practice the Christian faith, participate en masse in these events. Preparations for Easter at our house began a week in … Read more

It was a hot and dry afternoon, as usual. The climate in this part of Honduras is stable. Being somewhat elevated, the hot tropical air doesn’t reach Tegucigalpa. It feels as though it’s spring all year round. Mornings hover around 15 degrees Celsius, sunny days range from 25 to 30 degrees, and nights vary between … Read more

Nowhere can you feel the family atmosphere more than at the table. In communities like this one in Arc, the table in the dining room has always represented the center, the most important place in the community’s life —more important than a workshop, room, or any other living space. A family that eats together stays … Read more

It’s 6:30 a.m. The assistants who live in the house, including Silva and me, are already dressed and ready for a new workday. First, we head to the bathroom. It’s necessary to fill a blue barrel with water. If hot water is available, it means the boys and girls won’t shiver under the shower. Though … Read more

Who are these people with whom we have been living for almost a month now? Who are they, who can disarm us so effectively, bring us back to basics, cheer us up, make us laugh, and yet tire us out so much that even an afternoon nap is not enough for us not to fall … Read more