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The Traverse and the Reunions: Returning to Ketchikan (2)

July 23, 2019July 23, 2019 First Person ForeignAlaska

“Alaska lulled me here on some sort of fantasy.” I thought as I ran up and down the hills of the residential streets. I pushed myself to scale them because I am trying to keep[…]

TOURING GUATEMALA (4) (and my 300th Post!!): The Last Microbus and The Livingston Lull and Goodbye

April 22, 2019April 22, 2019 First Person ForeignBoat

When Amanda and I started planning our trip in January, she suggested to me that we rent a car. Now, please enjoy the story: On the morning of April 6 we left Semuc Champey for[…]

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[…]

“Alaska, You’re the Best Kind of Breaking My Heart!”

September 28, 2016September 28, 2016 First Person ForeignAlaska

I’m going to tell you something about Ketchikan that no one knows: the clouds are drippy faucets in clever marshmallow costumes. A few years ago I fell in love with John Green. He writes Youth[…]

“So This is Ketchikan,” (The First) Conversation in Alaska | 1 of 50

September 25, 2016September 25, 2016 First Person ForeignAlaska

I texted Danielle- “Just landed!” at 4:05pm on Friday April 15th. “Okay! Slight change of plans. We will be picking you up with a boat as of right now. Some of us have to do[…]

But How Small Is This Town?, Conversations in Alaska | 4 of 50

September 25, 2016September 25, 2016 First Person ForeignAlaska

Ketchikan has vacuum-shrunk-and-sealed to the size of a small hamster wheel, fishbowl of gossip and once you spawn, EVERYBODY GON’ KNOW ‘BOUT IT. I, personally, do not speak from experience on that situation. I have[…]

The Scrambled Departure: Leaving the Rainforest

September 19, 2016September 20, 2016 First Person ForeignAlaska

Yesterday: Dude. I just got hit by a mack truck called Alaska. It’s none of the things you might visualize. I wasn’t even crossing the street. I crossed the Tongass Narrows on a 1.25 minute ferry[…]

“You Can’t Afjord to Mist It!” Conversations in Alaska, 24 of 50

September 12, 2016 First Person ForeignAlaska

“Dock Dock St. Nona” “Go Ahead St. Nona” “We are off the dock at 07:18 with 46 passengers, 6 crew and one native artist, Good Morning.” “Have a good trip.” I walk over to John[…]

Sandy, Conversations in Alaska 34 of 50

September 6, 2016September 6, 2016 First Person ForeignAlaska

I wade over to Gravina Island on the shortest ferry ride of all time (one minute). I get to the airport, pay at the toll booth, and park. This is at the end of a[…]

Conversations in Alaska: Waiting for our Pee Test: “It’s changed so much, it makes me sad” 39 of 50

August 20, 2016August 20, 2016 First Person ForeignAlaska

John and I saw each other in the lobby. We met during training but haven’t really talked since. He is a naturalist with our company. We won the lottery for drug testing (plus two more[…]