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Feb. 26th, 2012 @ 06:09 pm (no subject)
New blog: http://kristyrunswithmickey.blogspot.com/
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Feb. 26th, 2012 @ 09:58 am Marathon!
Current Mood: excitedexcited
I haven't posted since I got back from Guatemala the summer before last, and now I think I'm going to post as a way to keep myself accountable to things. Really, just 1 thing: run a marathon.

Yes, for those of you who know me, the words "Kristy" and "marathon" don't really go together without a substantial amount of laughter. That's fair. In the past, I scoffed at runners and figured I'd just sorta start running if I was being chased. The truth is that I've been a little envious of runners: their mode of release, their dedication, their motivation, their bodies. None of those really seemed to apply to me ... until I realized that actually, yeah, they do. I've been able to do some pretty kickass things in my 27 years so far. I spent a semester in Italy, explored Japan by myself, taught indigenous Guatemalan kids (all in Spanish) during a rainy season in Central America, and earned two Master's degrees. If all of those don't require dedication, motivation and self-care, what does?

To me, a marathon has always seemed unattainable. That was a goal reserved for "those people" - you know, the ones who exercise for hours every day and look at chocolate like it's the devil. (Devil's food ... mmmmmmm ...) 26.2 miles is a hell of a lot of running, especially for someone who has broken her fair share of bones and tends to bake when feeling any sort of emotion. If something good happens, I bake. If I'm stressed or sad, I bake. Yes, I could bake things with whole grains, and sometimes I do, but usually whatever I bake has copious amounts of chocolate. Whatever. Then I thought, "People who run marathons can't all be the same; otherwise there would be a lot of really in-shape robots. At least some of them have to like to bake and eat chocolate." I think my point is that I can be who I am and still run a marathon.

So, this is how it has gone so far. This little idea of running a marathon has been becoming more prominent in my brain for awhile. In true Kristy fashion, I went into research mode and bought a new pair of shoes. I looked into different marathons, when they were, and training programs for the beginner. I found that there's a Walt Disney World marathon weekend in January. They have both a half marathon and a full marathon, and I think that's the one for me to do for a few reasons: (1) The minimum time requirement is a 15-minute mile, which seems doable. (2) It's 10 months from now. I'm not sure when registration for the 2013 one starts, but if I'm thinking that no way in hell could I do the full one by January 2013, I can do the half and do the full in January 2014. (3) It has enough to keep me entertained through the whole race. Besides the run through the parks, there are photo ops with characters who are dancing around on the sidelines, flipping around on trampolines, etc. Runners are also encouraged to wear costumes, which means I could run a (half?) marathon in an effing tutu. Amazing. (4) I haven't been to Disney World since I was 8, which would mean I'd be returning 20 years later to run their marathon, and that's kind of badass. (5) It gives me something to plan for and look forward to, and I tend to function better in life in general when I have a trip coming up. I could hang out at the park a couple days and go to the Wizarding World of Harry Potter as well! Wingardium leviosa, bitches.

The other part of my research is really how to run and train without injury. I don't run properly, and youtube and books have been helping me remedy that. The new pair of shoes is running shoes that are in ridiculous colors that make me happy. I ordered them on Zappos the other day so they should be here soon. I also started a marathon ipod playlist to keep me motivated. It has both ridiculously upbeat "You can do it!" songs and Disney songs. So when I don't want to keep running, I can picture Gaston flipping around on a trampoline ... and falling off, because Gaston's a male chauvinist asshole and that would make me snicker. Take that, you prick! Heh heh.

I haven't actually started running yet since I don't have health insurance and I don't want to tempt fate. I started my new job on January 3 and my benefits start after 60 days, so that's coming up in the next week or so. As soon as I get my insurance card, off I go!

Also, I'll probably change the title of this blog, but haven't figured out to what yet. Suggestions?
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Aug. 19th, 2010 @ 11:42 am Back in the States
Current Location: Rockville, MD
Current Mood: tiredtired
I just thought I'd do one more post to let you all know I got back safely. I'm writing from my very own laptop in my comfy queen-sized bed, though I'm thinking of the kids in Itzapa and hoping Alicia's taking care of them for me.

I got to the airport yesterday pretty much just in time to check my luggage and make my flight, and I really don't like cutting it that close. Through GVI, it was either the 9am shuttle or the 4am shuttle, and I wasn't going to do the 4am one if my flight didn't leave til 12:30, but there was a TON of traffic in Guatemala City. Then I got to the airport and there were people crowding around the doors and not moving. Why were they doing that???? If you don't need to be in the airport, don't stand in front of the door, and if you DO need to go in, then MOVE. Then the line moved at a snail's pace, and people brought their entire families with gigantic suitcases and were surprised when they were over the weight limit, etc. My patience was wearing thin. I had packed my stuff so that if it turned out my bag was over the weight limit, I could pull out the duffel bag and throw in my boots and a couple other stuff really quickly, though it turned out that I was just a little over and they didn't care. Then I had to pay some airport security fee, which is apparently the same thing as a departure tax. I'd had Mom look up how much that was and she found places that said it was $30 (about Q240) and when I got in the confusing line, it turns out it was only Q20 ($2.50). So now I have almost $30 in quetzales that I don't know what to do with/where to exchange it... and then the security line made no sense and there was this dumbass talking on his cell phone in front of me who was taking his sweet time removing his shoes and liquids and whatever. Dude, GET OFF THE PHONE. After that run through security, I had to get patted down again and had my bag searched again before boarding the plane, which they were doing right as I got to the gate. At least the travel gods smiled on me once again and I got put in an exit row, so I had legroom.

Once I got in the US, customs didn't really seem to care what I had in my bag and just waved me through without checking anything. They were like, "Do you have any illegal drugs or alcohol?" Who in their right mind would answer affirmatively to that question?

I got into DC around 10:30, at which point I was starving since I hadn't eaten a real meal since 6:30 that morning. I'd gotten banana bread for the trip from Dona Luisa's, but man cannot live on banana bread alone, and all Ft. Lauderdale had in my terminal was a Dunkin' Donuts. Mom and I went to Silver Diner and I had some good crab dip.

It's a little weird being back. I haven't seen any TV in the last 3 months and this morning felt like one of those people back in the day that thought there were little tiny people living in a box the first time they say a TV set. And I got legitimately confused in the bathrooms both here and at the airport, since we can't flush toilet paper in Central America. I had a minute of wondering if it was OK to flush toilet paper and being concerned about flooding a destitute town if I did.

I'm going to try to go back to sleep. I went to bed around 1, then woke up at 5 and couldn't go to sleep again. I hope you've enjoyed reading as much as I've enjoyed writing. :)
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Aug. 17th, 2010 @ 12:21 pm Last Day in Guatemala

Castillo on Rio Dulce/Lake Izabal

For more pictures from the trip, click here: http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2082178&id=21202445&l=0de01d9fa6

It´s my last day in Guatemala and I´m back from my trip! Be warned - this will probably be a rather long post, so come back to it if you don´t have time to read it.

I woke up dark and early (4:30am) on Saturday morning to start the tour. There were 3 other people - a woman from Austria and her 2 kids, a girl who was 15 and a boy who was 12. She didn´t speak any Spanish and spoke limited English, and her kids mostly just spoke German. So, generally I´d be the one translating from Spanish to simple English, and then she´d translate for her kids into German.

We started off in Puerto Barrios and took a boat ride from there to Lívingston. I still don´t quite know what to think of Lívingston. It seems like they smoke a LOT of pot there. Once we got to the hotel, the Austrians changed into their bathing suits (I didn´t bring mine) and we went to the beach. I kind of felt like I had to go since they had no idea what was going on, but I´m never one to say no to a beach. I was starving and we got lunch ... though that was an experience. "Leisurely" does not even describe it. I was sitting for 45 minutes before I got a menu, it took another 30 to take our order, another 35 to get drinks, and 25 after that to get our food. Then I parked myself in a hammock on the bay and read for a few hours. There are most definitely worse things to do with my time.

Lívingston has a Garífuna culture that´s a mix of Guatemalan with a whole ton of Caribbean influences, and I would have been more likely to go explore that a bit if I wasn´t by myself. They´re supposed to have good nightlife and whatever, but I didn´t do anything other than find something to eat for dinner.

We left from the dock at the hotel for our cruise down Río Dulce. That was gorgeous. There are pictures on Facebook. We met our driver in Río Dulce and went from there to Tikal.

Tikal was amazing. I spent much of the 3-day trip cursing the damn thief who stole my good camera and iPod, as I would have used both copiously during this time. Particularly in Tikal - all the wildlife I was supposed to see in Costa Rica (and didn´t) I saw in abundance in Tikal. Gorgeous butterflies, spider monkeys, howler monkeys, toucans, woodpeckers, other birds I don´t know the names of, wild rainbow-colored turkeys, and other things we do not have in zoos and that I don´t remember the names of. I would have gotten much better monkey pictures with that camera!! And coati pictures! And more temple pictures! Damn that thief. Yesterday morning I woke up at 3:40am to do the sunrise tour and see the jungle wake up. That was cool. I wandered my way through the dark jungle using my phone as a flashlight, then we went up a whole ton of steps to get to the top of the tallest temple to watch the dawn. We probably got there around 4:45, then the howler monkeys started going at 5. That was ... loud. They don´t tell you that the jungle is loud. Then I held a huge tarantula (pictures of that on the link above on Facebook). Then ... I climbed a huge pyramid/temple. I didn´t really have a fear of heights till I got to the top. The stairs were really steep and more of a ladder than actual stairs, and once you got to the top, there wasn´t anything to keep you from plummeting to your death. So I was rather apprehensive and scared to death to climb back down. But once you go up, there´s only 1 way down without dying, so I had to climb down.

That´s all I remember at the moment of the trip.

Since it´s my last day here, I figured I´d write about things I´ll miss, things I won´t miss, and what I´m looking forward to:

Things I´ll Miss:
- The kids
- Wiliam and Lolita
- The margarita with yerbabuena and mint at Frida´s - I only had it once, but it made an impression
- Everything´s incredibly cheap
- Mayan hot chocolate
- Walking EVERYWHERE
- Most volunteers/Interns
- Constantly speaking Spanish
- all the colors
- Doña Luisa´s banana bread
- Rainbow Cafe´s banoffee pie
- Ruins and Rainforests
- Amazing pineapple on a regular basis
- Monkeys and beautiful birds

Things I Won´t Miss:
- Trying not to fall on cobblestones on a daily basis
- Constant exhaust from chicken buses
- Having to pay for Internet
- Terrible postal service
- MOSQUITOES
- Having to buy drinking water
- Never knowing what reactions my body will have to everything
- Never having a full voice
- Always having to wear hardcore bug spray
- Constantly having to divide by 8 to figure out how much things cost in US dollars

Things I´m Looking Forward To:
- Finishing my MA/MSW
- Family and friends
- Having my own apartment
- Constant use of the computer/internet
- Being able to find everything in 1 place
- New books to read
- Being able to watch movies/TV (though I won´t have cable in CO)
- Internship with Prax(us)
- The Rocky Mountains
- Being able to ewat what I want when I want it
- Confidence in the postal system
- Free, drinkable water!!
- Jeans
- Being able to wear something other than the same 3 pants and 6 shirts
- BOOKSTORES
- Knowing how to work my phone

That´s about it ... see you in the US!
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Aug. 13th, 2010 @ 06:59 pm ¡Adios, Itzapa!
Current Location: Antigua, Guatemala
Current Mood: accomplishedaccomplished


Holy crap. I'm emotionally spent. I did really well all day today until the very very end. One of my most favorite kids in the afternoon, Jhony, was sick yesterday and today and he sent a card along with his sisters, who told me that he loves me very much and was very sad he couldn't be there. And once all the kids left, I read the card and totally burst into tears because it's the sweetest thing ever. And I've been more or less a mess ever since. The kids are amazing and I'm going to miss them a lot. The picture is me with my afternoon class - we didn't get around to getting a picture with the morning class. I have one with them from when I started here, so it's fine. Anyway, then Doña Elena told me she didn't want me to leave, and the kids I was sitting with wouldn't let me stand up to go to the Desperdidas chair (all the leaving volunteers sit by the exit and all the kids give them hugs as they leave). It was really, really sweet. But I didn't cry til I read the card. I'd translate it here but if I read it again I'm going to cry again and God knows I've done enough of that today.

I'm currently uploading all of today's pictures on Facebook, just in case something else happens to my camera while I'm traipsing around the Caribbean side of Guatemala this weekend. I'll post the link to the album once it's done loading, if I'm still writing this by then.

Yesterday I only had 9 kids in the morning (their other school has some kind of sports field day that most of them went to watch, though Doña Elena forbade it), so we did math before the break and watched Bambi for the second half. We made the English class switch rooms with us since they had a DVD player/TV. I haven't seen that movie since I was 3 or 4 because I remember crying a lot and refusing to watch it ever again. Now that I've seen it about 21 years later ... absolutely NOTHING happens in that movie. Some deer with abnormally large eyes is born, he befriends a rabbit, tries to walk around a bit, it rains, his mother dies, then there's a fire. That's all. It was sorta funny though - while I remember being a little traumatized when Bambi's mother died, my kids started pretending they had guns and shooting each other. I guess that's what happens when you have 7 boys and 2 girls that show up for school.

Last night was my last official dinner with Don Wiliam and Lolita, and they busted out the rum and Coke. Don Wiliam makes some strong drinks! I got a picture with them (check the Antigua Facebook album) and went out to El Muro with a couple people for some drinks. I left around 11, they got back around 2. It was fun and mojitos were FREE. All I spent the whole day was Q15 for a taxi back to the house.

OK - here are online photo albums:
Antigua: http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2079467&id=21202445&l=b88bf04620
Itzapa: http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2079702&id=21202445&l=dc6ce80f17

That's it for now - I don't know if I'll be able to post again til Tuesday since I'll be traveling around, but definitely count on a post and pictures on Tuesday. :)
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Aug. 11th, 2010 @ 05:23 pm 2 days left
Current Location: Antigua, Guatemala
I´m in an internet cafe that also happens to be a barber shop and these 2 macho-looking men are hanging out watching Notting Hill in subtitles. And this morning, I saw a guy fully decked out in clown gear - crazy colorful hair, the suit, the makeup, all of it - on a motorcycle. This country cracks me up sometimes.

I have 2 more days at Itzapa. Monday and Tuesday went by slowly, but today sped up a bit and tomorrow and Friday will probably be the same. Weird.

In 1 week from right now I´ll probably be boarding my flight from Fort Lauderdale to DC. That´s even weirder.

I´m disliking international service fees from the banks both here and in the States. They´re a pain in the ass.

That´s about it for now...more eventually.
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Aug. 9th, 2010 @ 05:47 pm Trip is BOOKED!!
Current Location: Antigua, Guatemala
Current Mood: cheerfulcheerful
I booked by trip about 15 minutes ago and I´m all set for some good times by the Caribbean and in Mayan ruins Saturday through Monday. Apparently Quiriguá is closed, so we´re not doing that and instead will have more time in Lívingston. Looks like we can see the sunset and sunrise in Tikal. The sunrise tour is optional and is $30 extra (with guide), which I really want to do. Let´s see how money holds out...hopefully I can eat cheaply in these places, and GVI should be reimbursing me for a few things as well.

I saw a volcano eruption today!! 3 volcanoes are visible from Antigua: Agua, Fuego and Acatenango. Agua (literally "water") is named because at some point hundreds of years ago the whole damn thing flooded with water and destroyed Antigua. I have no idea what Acatenango means. Fuego means "fire" and that´s the active one that´s visible from here. Lolita came upstairs to let Crystal and me know that breakfast was ready and then she was like, "Look! Look!" A bunch of smoke and ash was spewing from Fuego and it was AWESOME. I got a couple pictures from our rooftop terrace. There are some phone lines in the way, but whatever. I´d post them but I didn´t bring my camera cord. Since I can´t get to Pacaya, at least I saw a volcano eruption! Woot woot!

I was in a bookstore the other day and they were selling Guatemala calendars for 2009. I wonder if they realize that was last year? I also only saw 2010 calendars when I got here; in July they switched to 2011. Weird.

Yesterday I was reading in the park and got propositioned for drugs for the first time. Some kid came up to me and was like, "You want buy marijuana?" I said no, and he said, "Why not?" When I told him I don´t smoke, he was like, "But you have a tattoo!! And you don´t smoke?" Then he said something the equivalent of, "You are NOT a badass." I suppose that depends on your definition of a badass. If badass means that I smoke pot or do other drugs, then no. But I feel like coming to Guatemala to teach little kids in another language for 8 weeks qualifies as badass. And also, I have TWO tattoos. So there.

I did yoga with my kids today and they LOVED it. We were talking about solar energy and I said that it was so powerful that there´s a whole dedication to the sun in the practice of yoga. As you can probably imagine, they had absolutely no idea what yoga was, but I took them through a few sun salutations and then they just wanted to do yoga. My translations were probably not correct - Downward-Facing Dog was "perro abajo" (under dog), Upward-Facing Dog was "perro arriba" (dog above), Mountain was easy enough (montaña), Tree also (árbol), and I decided that Warrior 1, 2 and 3 would be "Guerrero Uno, Dos y Tres." I just looked up Guerrero on translate.dictionary.com and it translated perfectly, so score. I didn´t even look that one up before I told it to them. They got it anyway because once I said that the boys started pretending they had swords, which is rather accurate. They liked the Guerreros and Tree the best. Then I taught the afternoon class Eagle as well (águila) and they were entertained by that, probably because it involves balancing on one foot while crossing your knees and crossing your arms. They´d actually be good yogis. If we do it again later in the week, I´ll see if I can get someone to take pictures.

4 more days at Itzapa.
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Aug. 8th, 2010 @ 11:21 am Last weekend in Antigua
Current Location: Antigua, Guatemala
It´s my last weekend in Antigua and I´m starting to wrap things up. Yesterday was actually rather productive. After I had my Spanish class and went to the internet cafe, I went to the market and finished up my souvenir/gift shopping. I have a couple things that are for definite people (my parents, my brother, my grandparents - hi, Nana and Pops!, a couple friends), but I have other stuff that I may either keep or give away. I´d seen a gorgeous scarf once that had shades of bright greens and blue and found that yesterday at the market along with another that was a few shades of bright green. I´ll probably keep one and give the other to my cousin who´s coming to visit me in Denver in September if she wants it, or to my mom. Whoever, really. But it looks good with the Jurewicz blue eyes. :)

Yesterday I also went and talked to the tour company I´ve been considering for my 4 days after my GVI time is up. I´ve decided to go on the "Tikal and More" 3-day tour. It´s rather cost-efficient, considering what it is and what it includes. I have to pay an extra $30 because I´m traveling on my own and won´t be sharing a room, but whatever. $30 isn´t much. It looks like we´ll leave from Antigua at 5am or 8am, the go to Quiriguá, which is a site of Mayan ruins sorta like Copan in Honduras - I think it has the tallest Mayan stellae still in existence. From there it looks like we´ll go to the Caribbean Bay and go to Lívingston via Puerto Barrios and stay in Lívingston. Lívingston´s supposed to be markedly different from any other place in Guatemala - it´s tropical and has a really eclectic group of people living there. Apparently it´s the only place you´re likely to see anyone who´s not white or some variety of Hispanic. Then looks like we´ll cruise along Rio Dulce and its canyon, which is supposed to be amazing and spend the night at the Jungle Lodge, one of the few places you can stay at inside Tikal. Tikal is one of the 3 UNESCO World Heritage sites in Guatemala - Antigua´s another, and the third is on this tour somewhere but I don´t remember if it´s Quiriguá or Lívingston. Quiriguá, I think. Supposedly monkeys are EVERYWHERE in Tikal, which is really exciting to me. Crystal, my roommate, doesn´t care for monkeys and she´s scared of dogs. That´s kind of unfortunate since there are stray dogs everywhere here. She may have come to the wrong country ... anyway, supposedly I´ll get back to Antigua Monday night around 9pm and have Tuesday to do any of the stuff I never got around to doing here, like going into the churches. I figured I had a lot of time, which was true, though now time´s running out and I still haven´t been to the Capuchin church/convent, which was apparently for nuns who were forbidden to have any kind of contact with the outside world and now has some cool ruins or something. I also haven´t been into La Merced (the really pretty yellow church with the white painting/decoration on the outside). I went into San Francisco last weekend and really enjoyed it. It´s interesting how the churches that share the same faith are so different in different parts of the world. San Francisco had a huge painting of Jesus with some of the indigenous Mayans here that was really cool.

Anyway, after I figured out the tour (which I have to book sometime this week), I went back home, finished my book, and figured I´d do a trial run with my packing since I had absolutely nothing else to do. Without my toiletries and sneakers (they´re staying here since I haven´t been able to see what color they´re supposed to be after the lake trip - they´re fine for Itzapa but are not coming back with me) and clothes that are permanently dirty regardless of how many times I wash them, I´ll have TONS of space. Things I bought don´t take up much room at all - scarves and stuff like that. I won´t even have to wear my cowboy boots on the plane. I´ll stuff them with newspaper to keep their shape and put them in the suitcase, no problem. I´m wondering if there´s a place where I can buy a luggage lock in Antigua. Probably, but I´m not sure where.

My goal today is to look up some interesting lesson plans online. I´d like the kids to have fun and learn something during my last week. Hopefully they´ve been doing that for the last 7 weeks, but still. I´m trying to plan out the week today so I can just enjoy it and not have to worry about lesson planning at the last minute. There´s a new volunteer starting in Clase Fuego this week, so I figure I´ll at least plan through Wednesday and she can help with Thursday or something. We´re learning about energy and different energy sources, so I think I´m going to have the kids make windmills on Friday for their craft.

That´s about it for now! It´s hard to believe that in 1 week I´ll be done with the school at Itzapa and in Tikal/Rio Dulce/Lívingston/Lake Izabal. 10 days from now I´ll be back in DC. Where did the summer go???
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Aug. 7th, 2010 @ 12:11 pm Boots
Current Location: Antigua, Guatemala
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As promised, here are my boots!


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Aug. 6th, 2010 @ 09:00 pm Boot-iful!
Current Location: Antigua, Guatemala
Current Mood: boredbored
My new boots are boot-iful! (If you read that and groaned out loud, you´re definitely entitled to do so ... but I crack myself up.) Teresa and I got dropped off at Pastores today on the way home from Itzapa to pick them up and they´re gorgeous. Dark brown leather, a bit of a heel but not too much, nice embroidery, etc. I´ll look like a total dumbass wearing them on the plane with my quick-dry quasi-adventurer pants, but whatever - putting them in the suitcase where they can get squashed and add substantially to the weight of my bag is not a great idea. I thought there was going to be some embroidery on the foot part, but there isn´t. It´s not worth going back to have the guy put them on, and they´re still beautifully made and a hell of a deal. I can´t post a picture yet since I´m at the GVI Friday dinner (which most people skipped, so I´m at the internet cafe downstairs) and don´t have my camera/card to connect it to the computer.

Antigua started this really weird new rule that all the restaurants have to close and have people out by 10pm and all the bars have to be closed by 12am. This isn´t really an issue for me since I´m not much for going out to bars, but others are pissed about it. If police find people in an establishment past the official closing time, each person will get fined Q5,000. I´m too lazy to find the calculator on the computer or do it myself, but Q8=$1, so that´s ... too much money. By a LOT. Eh, whatever. Like I said, I´m not usually one to go out. Especially here. If I´m in bed after 10pm that´s a late night for me. If I´m not talking to my parents, I usually am in bed by like 8:30. I´m so old. Anyway, the bars and restaurants are (understandably) fighting the new rule but we´ll see what happens. Basically, the Antigua residents with money complained that it´s loud at night and the mayor or whoever decided to do this, which is going to be rather awful for their tourism industry. Incidentally, most of Antigua´s money comes from tourism, so we´ll see how long this lasts.

My sunglasses broke in my backpack and I left my umbrella at Doña Elena´s in Itzapa today (I think). I can get a super crappy umbrella for Q15 at the market, which will break in 2 days, but that´s all I need it for anyway. I´m going to try to get replacement sunglasses there as well tomorrow, along with potholders for my brother. He moved out of the house with 5 friends and they have something like 6 hardcore plasma TVs but no kitchen supplies. They´re such boys. (I, on the other hand, have nice kitchen stuff and a crappy TV that won´t even be hooked up to cable this year. This illustrates one of the many differences between Eric and me.) My other goal is to find cards somewhere. This is not an easy feat - Guatemala isn´t big on cards, but I want to write thank-you´s to Doña Elena, my host family, my Spanish teachers, the GVI staff as a whole, etc. I have Spanish class tomorrow so I´m going to get Silvia, my teacher, to correct my grammar. I don´t want to write something heartfelt but have the grammar of a 6-year-old - that sorta diminishes the point.

That´s all for now ... I´m going to go upstairs and say bye to people so that I then have an excuse for being antisocial. Crystal´s bored too - we´re going to find something else to do. Boot-iful boot pictures tomorrow!! Hahahahaha ... OK, I´ll stop.
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