Before I begin, I am not a journalist. I think of this post as a journal entry, unwinding experience vis a vis my emotional reaction. There is a textural context I have yet to unwind[…]
Category: Culture Shock
Primeramente Dios | 75 Palabras in Guatemala
This is the stuff culture shock is made of. If you’re from a country where church and state have designated playgrounds, this continent’s roots may hit you like a brick wall. It’s not bad, it’s[…]
La Inauguración Part Dos | 75 Palabras in Guatemala
Continuing The First Day of School, January 16, 2017 Camera pulls focus on me in the row of teal chairs in the cancha/basketball court/auditorium. I’m sitting on the end of the row in my recently purchased[…]
La Inauguración | 75 Palabras in Guatemala
January 16. The first day of school. Some days are hard here because it’s different and other days are beautiful here because it’s not the same. This day was both. The following are details as they[…]
Popo | 75 Palabras in Guatemala
At 935 Euclid Avenue a year ago, I got an email. An invitation to join Peace Corps! I wasn’t expecting to hear from them until at least March and it was February 2nd. I just interviewed[…]
Pelar | 75 Palabras in Guatemala
This post is meant to convey first: humor and b: humility. Beyond that, please take it with a grain of salt. For flavor. And oyster pearls. I woke up this morning with a food hangover[…]
Alejarse | 75 Palabras in Guatemala
On Sunday I read the writing on the intestinal wall, it’s gonna be a long one Guatemala. By 12:34 It occurred to me I should go outside. I needed first degree sunshine and I couldn’t[…]
La Publicacion | 75 Palabras in Guatemala
So it’s the New Year and I haven’t heard from Socio #1. I get up the nerve to call. I leave a message: “Can I come visit the school sometime to familiarizandome? Gracias.” I still[…]
La Navidad | 75 Palabras in Guatemala
I’ve never been awoken into Christmas morning by a rooster, bombarded by the harsh snaps of endless cohetes and bombas (firecrackers), with small chicks chirping for food around my feet as I walk downstairs to greet the[…]
Christmas Eve Eve on a Chicken Truck
December 23, 2016: We all rode on a stuffed camioneta home from Xela. Alysa and I spent the sunny day in Xela, I bought more stuff from Walmart and got more necessities for my apartment.[…]