Wednesday, October 31, 2007

halloween with ash and todd!

Here i am in belize with two extreamly dedicated peace corps missionaries. JK. they really aren't that dedicated- but they do their jobs. I love being here. Its a poor little village they live in, but they managed to get the biggest house on the block for 200 belize a month. Ash had talked about how nice it was, and so naturaly i was surprized to actually see what it was. It is a house made of wood planks sitting on cement blocks. I honestly didn't think it was that great until i went with ash to see her old place that she was staying at with her host family. It was insainly teeney and had the worst little girl in it. Then i realized what a haven their new home is. i love it now- its the best house i've seen here, and am so happy to be staying with them there and not at that awful house with that awful little girl in it. (She touches you all over your whole body and wont stop.) ha. Ash and todd are heros for staying there for 2 months. we should give them a trophy.
I am really so glad i get to hang out with them and see what their lifes are like here. its alot different then you imagine it is. But its really good. They make fun of themselves all the time, but if you look at it from an outsiders perspective, they are doing something quite amazing. even if its different from what they thought, and they might not be actually helping anyone, (kidding) they are still learning a lot. its good.

Friday, October 26, 2007

Olah como estas? (Hello how are you)

Im good, today i am going to travel towards where ashli and todd mcflame/murdock live. I havent been able to focus on anything else really. I just keep thinking ¨how many more days till i see ashli?¨ (and todd) I can´t wait! So i´m catching a bus to purrto barrios at noon and will hopefully meet up with them tonight but most likely tomorrow morning. My time in antigua was really good. Franando and i became really good friends- and perhaps i will go to norway and visit him someday. He´s a real great guy, and is helping me so much with my spanish. im at a level -1 right now, so im muy annoying to him.
We had an interesting conversation about my current feelings about men (which are that most men use conversation and friendship as a means to an end) and he suggested that the reason for my travels might be to prove that wrong. He commented that he personally is more interested in conversation, but also thinks about sex (don´t we all) Ha. I liked talking with Franando. He knows alot about the world and politics and people. He´s a lawyer of international law, and is currently focused on the election in guatemala. (I don´t know if saying ´a lawyer of international law´ is redundent but it seems to be). He has a small child of 4 months and is in the early stages of divorce. any way, enough on Franando. Im glad to have befriended him.

One of my favorite things about what im doing is meeting other travelers. Mostly those who are traveling are in the same stage of life: done with school, and have a little bit of money, just enough to get by in a really poor country for a few months. Usually fellow travelers are as confused as i am about what they want out of life. Which gives everyone the oppertunity to talk about relationships and god and love and why we are living. I think generally, people have come to the same sort of conclusion which is something like: I just try to be a good person and live so i feel happy and keep healthy relationships with people i love. And then sometimes they have God as a part of that. But sometimes not. I think people who are seeking truth don´t always feel a need to seek God because God is in truth. I don´t think God would feel jelous that people are trying to understand his creations rather than having a close relationship with Him. God is the same thing as truth. ha. sorry mom if this makes you worry. but its nothing to worry about. its just thinking and writing. Plus i don´t think its too weird of thoughts.

So suddenly im on this really strange sleeping schedual. (sp?) (i have never been on any type of schedual so have never acctually written that word.) But i go to sleep around 10 or 11 and wake up at 6 or 6:30 on my own. its wierd. I don´t know quite what to think of it.

Here´s some pictures!


Tuesday, October 23, 2007


Somehow it cut off the last part of my blog about guat city. so don´t judge me. I already know im so lame for saying that saying, but i fixed it in the rest of my blog that got lost. don´t judge me.

Good old guatemala city

So here the adventure begins!! Im in quatemala city right now in hostel los valcanos. Its a really nice place and i share a room with 6 empty bunkbeds. its weird. its like one of those orphin houses except all the orphins have been killed or sold. But I am the only single female here now. and franando is the only single male, so we decided to make a day of it and walk through guatemala city. it was really awesome.
anyway, franado was the best to go see the city with. if it weren´t for him i would be dead and-or lost. he is chilean and currently lives in norway. hes a lawyer. he´s smart. so it was lucky he wanted to hang out with me. (im dumb)
any ways we went to this museum of archiology and i was looking around at the coolest artifacts from the temples, and i heard the first english words id heard all day. it was this really excited knowaglable man who was talking all about the symbols and meaning of the artifacts. so i secretly tagged along keeping my distance so they wouldn´t suspect me. I felt really lame because there were only 6 people in the museum and it was 10 min to close, so they were running from room to room, therefore they could easily conclude i was following them. turns out they are from atlanta georga and are LDS2.

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

For Laurie: (the baby)

One chest

My childhood memories are few, but those that are are intensely imprinted in my synapeses. I'm going to start with my earliest one's. This activity is mostly to try and keep the readers of this blog as bored as i possibly can.
I don't really know which is my first memory, but i would hope that this one isn't:
Im standing on a small chest of drawers similar to the one i currently own. Knobby knobs for handles, drawers that have no tracking system, so occasionally fall out, subsiquently sending that little electric shock through the forhead. Anyway, i have no idea how i got there, and no thoughts of how to get down. I'm alone in my cold, cement-floored basement, chewing a mid-sized hunk of bubble gum. The chest is against the wall and i carefully squat down so my hands are ballacing me and turn toward the wall. There is a chalk drawing of myself hanging, staring at me. It's not weird though. I like the drawing. It was nicely done. As im gazing at myself, I suddenly realize how sore my jaw is and here begins my struggle. Should I find a way down from my perch and end my dull adventure, or liberate my jaw. I choose the latter, and carefully place the gum on the picture frame. I can't actually remember how long i stayed or how i did get down, but I am certain the only reason i have this memory is because my mom saw the gum and yelled at me. Ha. How did she know it was me? i don't know. It's fun that i was young enough to not know it was wrong to put gum on things. Had i only known, i would have put it on the back side of the frame. Then it would still be there, and i wouldn't have got in trouble. But if this was the case, I would not remember this brave adventure of my youth. You see, my memories are mostly me being mischivious, and getting in trouble for being so, and therefore are very few.

Thursday, October 4, 2007

Know one knows

I like this alot because i havent told anyone about this blog yet- so i can write what ever the d i want. I acutally don't really want to tell anyone, but i guess that would be lame and kinda just like a journal. plus i feel boring right now any way.