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Meeting the Blind in Las Vegas

July 10, 2019July 11, 2019 First Person ForeignBeauty

What do you think of when you think of Vegas? Casinos. And what do you picture when you think of casinos? Lights. Bright lights. Bright lights and nearly naked people (women, let’s be honest). This[…]

Living on the Border 3: Soy libre / I am free

July 3, 2019July 3, 2019 First Person ForeignBeauty

I didn’t even see it coming. I never know how I am going to feel as I turn left into the parking lot of the Benedictine Monastery with not a cloud in the sky. With[…]

On The Border 2: Intake for the First Time

June 30, 2019June 30, 2019 First Person ForeignBeauty

(Picture borrowed from Google search of Tucson Benedictine Monastery). I had been getting intake emails since I got added to the list serve with subjects like “50 Guests Arriving at 1pm.” After a 2-hour training[…]

The First Week of Graduate School and My Last Post.

May 21, 2019May 21, 2019 First Person ForeignBeauty

Hello All. It’s a Sunday night and you can catch me writing my blog and procrastinating further studying for a statistics exam tomorrow. Statistics. I want to be a high-school Spanish teacher. I repeat: Spanish.[…]

Moving Across the Country (3): 10 Hours to Arizona

May 13, 2019May 13, 2019 First Person ForeignArizona

The long-anticipated arrival to Arizona after driving three days from Georgia to start graduate school!

TOURING GUATEMALA (3): Unplugged in Semuc Champey

April 19, 2019April 19, 2019 First Person ForeignBeauty

We woke up on our third day of travel in Flores, and made it onto the bus without a problem. This time we would not wait for the bus to come to us, like the[…]

TOURING GUATEMALA (2): 2 Forgotten Gringas, Little Caesar, Treasures of Tikal and Tuc-Tuc Traffic

April 15, 2019April 19, 2019 First Person ForeignBeauty

In Flores, we woke up at 4:15am for our 4:30 bus and, de hecho, we were outside at 4:33am in the dark. It’s hard with la hora chapina to know if 4:30 is 4:30 or[…]

TOURING GUATEMALA: Night Bus to Flores, I’m an RPCV and I’ll cry if I want to

April 11, 2019April 11, 2019 First Person ForeignBeauty

NIGHT BUS TO FLORES: When Amanda and I left on the night bus, we grabbed some street beans “amoebeans” we called them, and myself with chao mein on styrofoam plates. Local AF. I couldn’t believe[…]

T-Minus Guatemala (Peace Corps Ending): Despedida Lunch and Hiking a Volcano Through The Night (Never Again)

April 8, 2019April 8, 2019 First Person ForeignBeauty

I moved out of site on Wednesday. The last hour was the most horrible, a weeping host family, heavy bags and an honorable Lic. Enrique (the educational superintendent) who picked me up in his red[…]

T-minus Guatemala (Peace Corps Ending): La(s) Despedida(s) in Santa Clara

April 2, 2019April 2, 2019 First Person ForeignBeauty

Sunday and Monday were despedida days. Despedir means: To say goodbye. What I love about the Spanish language is that there are verbs that sum-up an action in one word, like aprovechar, to take advantage,[…]