There is a couple kissing on stools next to me. On the far side of the coffee shop, I see a girl with tortoise shell rimmed glasses. I have seen a lot of that style lately. At the table directly in my line of sight, two women are sharing a pecan-topped sticky bun. I saw… Read More »
November’s “novel” is about my second year of Peace Corps, which of course means I’m writing about some of the challenges I faced as a Peace Corps volunteer while living in Armenia. As though simply writing about them weren’t enough, it looks like my life decided I need to relive some of those difficulties so as to better remember them—and thus make the story come alive. Read More >
In writing for NaNoWriMo this month, there have been a few sources of inspiration, besides my personal recollections, photos, journal, and blog entries. There have also been my friend Tim Straight’s video series on Armenia, and the irreverent Conan O’Brien episode where he takes his assistant Sona to Armenia. Tonight is the Monterey Peace Corps… Read More »
I went into my tiny kitchen, turned my faucet on, and filled my kettle with freezing cold water from my one-temperature tap. The important thing to note here is that I had to turn my faucet on. When I had moved in, the water had been permanently on. But after several months of living in my apartment, some workmen had come to replace the pipes to my sink and had also fixed it so that my water would turn off. Read More >>
Two years ago, I said good-bye to Peace Corps Armenia, stepped foot on American soil for the first time in 27 months, hugged my family members, ate some greasy American food, and started my process of reintegration into American life. How did it go? Click here to find out. >>
A family trip to Nicaragua is just the thing to get to know each other just a little bit better. While no heretofore unknown secrets were revealed, the trip did highlight a few of the differences and similarities between my family members and me. Read More >>
Gram insisted that she needed to stay somewhere that had air conditioning and a swimming pool. Who can blame her? It was hot as blazes there. We chose Hotel Farallones. While Gram rested, I went with Darlene to see what her daily life was like in Nicaragua. First we went… Read more >>
I booked my ticket in February to go to Nicaragua to visit my younger sister Darlene.
My grandma decided she wanted to come, too. Five days before I left, she booked her ticket, and we traveled on the same plane, in neighboring seats, from Houston to Managua, Nicaragua.
We took a selfie at the Houston airport.
I just took two weeks off of work to go to Peru. I had a wonderful time, eating unfamiliar foods, making friends with strangers, and participating in unplanned activities. I felt my soul open up and blossom with the traveler’s spirit. And then my two weeks were up and I came back and realized that as opposed to traveling, I had just taken a vacation.
I grew up in a religious and conservative community, full of rules and traditions. Overall, I believe I had a very good upbringing. I became a very grounded person with a strong code of ethics and values. But I was also hesitant to fully explore who I was, for fear of the wrath of God and the disappointment of my family and friends.
Peace Corps helped change that for me; I’m no longer terrified of being a bit controversial. And while I’m still a work in progress, and am scared out of my mind to post this, I have come a long way and believe it’s time to share this part of my life… [Continue Reading]
After booking this tour in Peru, however, I realize it’s time to step it up a notch and become very active and physically fit. I will be doing a several-days-long hiking trip through the mountains to Machu Picchu—the Moonstone to Sun Temple Trek. According to their literature,
“Our adventurous tours in the Andes are active programs, emphasizing moderate to strenuous day hikes in mountainous terrain…” Continue Reading