This is just a quick note to say that yes, I’m still alive (and I’m feeling much better, thank God) and I’m going to be traveling to Nicaragua tomorrow. Hopefully after two taxis, a night in a hotel and 23 hours on two different buses, I will be out of the rainy, cold highlands of… Read More I’m Going to Nicaragua Tomorrow!
The other night, at around 11 o’clock, I stood outside a karaoke bar and debated whether or not it was safe to make the block-long walk from the bar to the park. Even though I only lived five blocks away, I knew that walking on my own all the way home would have been too… Read More Why It Sometimes Sucks to Be Female
I held a paid teaching position in Guatemala for exactly five weeks and one day. Although I quit for financial reasons, the fact that my other co-workers resented my presence didn’t help the situation any. At first I thought I was just imagining their cold looks and silent treatment. And when they ignored me on… Read More Is Working in a Developing Country Ethical?
Maybe this doesn’t come as much of a surprise to you. It certainly wouldn’t if you’d been around me the last few weeks and listened to my endless grumbles of “I don’t get paid enough for this” or “I’m not here to play Hilary Swank to a bunch of unmotivated, ungrateful punks.” Because besides the… Read More I Quit My Job
As far as places I’ve lived with weirdo customs, Japan definitely takes first prize (remember the Penis Festival?). But you gotta give it to Guatemala for trying. When it’s your birthday here, people have this interesting annoying tradition that involves lighting fire crackers outside the birthday boy or girl’s bedroom door. At dawn. Or sometimes… Read More How’d you like to wake up to THIS on your birthday?
Today at work I was asked to substitute teach the Spanish class. One of the high school Spanish teachers had called out sick and being that I was the only teacher with a free period during that time, I’d been picked to fill-in. Which would have been perfectly fine if it weren’t for one teeny,… Read More That’s Guatemala For Ya
If you read “teaching job in Guatemala” in my last post and envisioned me sweating it out in a humid, windowless shack while my students sat on the dirt floor, shoeless yet eager to learn…well, you’d be a tad bit off with that one. The reality is that I teach in a very posh International… Read More My New Job
My roommate shrugged and then said the line that we use so often here it’s practically become our life motto: “Well, that’s Guatemala…” Tweet
Today my Dutch roommate told me that he doesn’t like living with expats. “At home I’m special,” he explained. “But here, no one cares that I used to live in Curacao,” naming the Caribbean island he lived on for five months before moving to Guatemala. It’s true. I live in a house with mostly other foreigners who… Read More Why I like Living Abroad
When I showed up to Spanish school this past Monday, I was informed by the school’s secretary that: 1. My Spanish teacher had “amoebas” 2. He wouldn’t be coming back to school any time soon Well. I’m not entirely sure what amoebas are, but if they’re anything like the food poisoning I had a few… Read More My Spanish Teacher