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De Tal Palo, De Tal Astilla 2 | My Parents’ Visit

June 10, 2018June 10, 2018 First Person ForeignBeauty

Continuing, my parents visit, the first post here. DAY FOUR: In the morning on Thursday, March 29th, I woke up on fabulously comfortable mattress in Antigua to find my parents had already eaten breakfast. Hostel[…]

De Tal Palo, De Tal Astilla 1 | My Parents’ Visit

June 3, 2018June 10, 2018 First Person ForeignChanges

Del tal palo, de tal astilla: of such a stick, of such a splinter (kinda like: the apple doesn’t fall from the tree). This post is about my parents’ visit to Guatemala, which I’ll split[…]

Touring vs. Foreigning | Encountering Tourists while in Peace Corps

June 3, 2018 First Person ForeignGuatemala

I’m a long-term foreigner with an expiration date. The following terms don’t quite apply: transplant, resident or visitor. Each of those has a defining set of circumstances that doesn’t fit that of a Peace Corps[…]

Year Two Like a Mango

March 24, 2018March 24, 2018 First Person ForeignGuatemala

Mango pits dusted the February pueblo streets: dotting my daily route with off-white pits decorated by stringy remains. One day in January there are no mangos and the next day there are mango pits everywhere[…]

The Big Cry, Part One

March 11, 2018March 11, 2018 First Person ForeignChanges

In January of 2016, I looked at one button on my computer screen. It was an “Accept Peace Corps Service in Guatemala, September 2016-December 2018” button. I had to click the button then press “Submit.”[…]

El Lustrador | Pueblo Press Issue One

February 4, 2018February 4, 2018 First Person ForeignCultural Difference

The Pueblo Press is a series based on the strange, intriguing experience of living, working and existing in a Mayan pueblo in rural Guatemala as a US American woman. This is my second year living[…]

La Muerta | 75 Palabras in Guatemala

October 14, 2017December 20, 2017 First Person Foreign75 Words in Guatemala

This is a long post about death and funerals in a pueblo. I found the whole experience beautiful, sad and important. I have a lot to learn from this culture about helping, company and coming[…]

El Lienzo (or.. when I fell) | 75 Palabras in Guatemala

September 24, 2017October 19, 2017 First Person Foreign75 Words in Guatemala

And here’s where I am 3 hours after my ankle-spraining. Eventually, it’s time to move upstairs to my apartment. This is not going to be easy. I’ve got the crutches, thank God, ice for the[…]

El Reposo (or.. when I fell) | 75 Palabras in Guatemala

September 24, 2017September 24, 2017 First Person Foreign75 Words in Guatemala

I’m experiencing this ankle sprain on every level: the writer in me is taking copious mental notes, the foreigner is overwhelmed at how rattled they are by a sprained ankle and the human is simply[…]

El Tobillo (or.. when I fell) | 75 Palabras in Guatemala

September 24, 2017 First Person Foreign75 Words in Guatemala

Before that day, that fateful afternoon, I could say wrist, liver, distinguished, decade, hallucinogen, family planning and chemotherapy in Spanish, but not ankle. So when I called my host sister and said “Yo necesito ayudo[…]