“La mejor parte de estar roto es que encuentras a quienes son capaces de darte partes suyas para que tú vuelvas a estar completo.” -Alejandro Sequera, Mi Viaje Sin Ti Keep in mind, I am[…]
Category: Best Friends
Airplane Mode (2): A Day of Many Kindnesses
Stop here if you haven’t read part one first. After being dropped to the airport by a kind stranger-turned-friend and making friends on the airplane, I was brow-furrowed over how much $ it would take[…]
Taking out the Trash: 2020, A year in review
2020 was NOT TRASH. I am so tired of hearing, in spite of the trauma, loss and anxiety-riddled year that 2020 was, the negativity infused in the number 2020 as if we are entitled to[…]
A cactus asks forgiveness: The Grand Canyon, Sedona and Tucson with a friend
“Take a picture of me!” she said and ran close to a Jumping Cholla (which we thought was a Joshua Tree). I didn’t think to shout be super careful; cactus having a way of seeming[…]
Driving to México
This post may be triggering on the topic of anxiety and mortality. México is the most misunderstood country I’ve ever been to. It is stunning. It is a hidden gem. It is full of fighters[…]
Meeting the Blind in Las Vegas
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[…]
TOURING GUATEMALA (3): Unplugged in Semuc Champey
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[…]
T-Minus Guatemala (Peace Corps Ending): Waterfront Wednesday
Our day trip to San Juan La Laguna, Sololá
I’ll Be Home for Christmas (2017)
Since I booked my trip in August (through my parents’ generous sponsorship), the thought of going back to the United States for Christmas shimmered in the wintry distance. I would say it was a “much-deserved”[…]
Hembra | 75 Palabras in Guatemala
The first week in site, welcome and instructions came in a shower of words from my host mom. Lots of words. At dinner, she’d eat a bite, wipe her mouth and say more. Eat a bite,[…]