What a sad day it is here. Rescuers are still finding bodies in numerous mudslides in different sections of the Interamerican highway. … Continue readingMi primero día de escuela, pero estoy muy triste
We hit the tiny market in the park this morning to practice our español. After the market, I went to meet mi familia guatemalteco. … Continue readingPienso soy más vieja que mi abuela nueva
…It was the derrumbamiento that kept me in Xela this afternoon. … Continue reading¿No hay un baños aquí?
Anyway, despite the inclement weather, I managed to sign up for a week of classes at Celas Maya and also wade into work. … Continue reading¿Trabajo y escuela? Se siente como casa.
Started my new job with the clowns today. … Continue readingUn otra día ocupado en Xela
My first order of business was finding a school. I went to about 6 and narrowed it down to three. Celas Maya, Miguel Cervantes and Pop Wuj. … Continue readingEncontré tres escuelas, tamalitos perfectos y un trabajo
Anyway, I walked around for two hours in the wrong zona, on the wrong avenida looking for the wrong calle.. … Continue readingEstoy aquí, perdida y cansada
I was really hoping to post a picture of my headlamp, which I am convinced is somewhere so obvious and laughing at me. I’m not as coordinated as I’d like to be, and a headlamp frees my arms for balance and to push myself off … Continue readingI promise, no more pictures of hiking gear
Stanley was named in 2003 after a town in northwestern Tasmania, when a bus driver christened him with a tag he still proudly dangles from one of his loops. He’s been lost in Italy, gone missing in Greece, spent a lonely week without me in … Continue readingOh Stanley, any chance you’ll pack yourself, por favor?
…in a few days, I’ll be on a chicken bus to Quetzaltenango and all I can think of is “how am I going to stay away from Atitlán?” … Continue reading¡Hola mundo!