Antigua

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[…]

The Early, Long-Winded, Crampy, Unclear, Very Long Day

October 14, 2018October 14, 2018 First Person ForeignBeauty

At 4:26 am I got four simultaneous phone calls. It was my from my school director. The school secretary, Ana Marta, told me they would pass right by my house. So I was pendiente to[…]

The Three Big Letters: COS

October 9, 2018 First Person ForeignBeauty

A long, long time ago, the beginning of 2018 (like, February) I started to seriously consider my life after Peace Corps. Shudder. At that time I started to look into my options including graduate school[…]

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[…]

Week 8 Reveals Fate, Convent, Volcano

December 3, 2016December 3, 2016 First Person ForeignGoodbye

Practicum ended (week 7) and we all ran for the hills. Not really. What I actually did was enjoy a Saturday in Antigua and torteared on Sunday and then returned to life as I knew it[…]

HOW I FEEL in Guatemala: Gringo-Lumped

November 6, 2016February 19, 2017 First Person ForeignGuatemala

This episode in feelings: Surrounded by Tourists and Being Lumped In With Them I’m sure every volunteer has this experience and today, I had mine. I’ve only been in Antigua for early morning transfers to[…]