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Hola todos! Man......it's been a looong time. This is a general update since I am occasionally very bad about writing emails. Not that anyone aside from me actually reads this but...
So I spent one year at a private liberal-arts instituation in Idaho. Socially, it was a smashing success but academically, well, from zero you can only improve, right? After that, a summer at University of Hawai'i. Same track record applies, in addition to a job as a receptionist. Then I finally decided the rigid route of college studies wasn't the right mountain for me to climb at the time. I went to Mexico. For years I'd dreamt of traveling and then there I was. It wasn't entirely fun and games and exploration of the exotic as I had assumed it would be. I cried many times and was alone.
Still, there were many rafting trips, lots of rock climbing days, plenty of climbing through ancient mayan ruins and making new friends from every country one can think of, playing at pretty beaches, learning spanish, and most importantly, learning to rely on myself. I think I learned more than I ever could have had I stayed in a school. Now I am fluent in spanish, write to friends in other countries, and know that I can depend on myself despite whatever the sitaution is. Strand me at any airport in the world and I can handle the sitaution. Before I would have just shut down in a panic. But now when the situation is bad all I have to do is think 'Well, nothing can be worse than the arrival in Oaxaca was'. I have no fear. Also, the concept of materialism has ceased to be of any major importance. Like really really hardcore ceased to be. Living for half a year with one backpack of clothes teaches things that having a closet at your parents' house or in your dorm room can never teach. Now the only thing I buy is knowledge and the price of that is only time. I put more into my head and keep more in the bank.
Anyways, about the biggest thing that's ever happened......
I found a place. The most wonderful little town next to the surf that's ever existed. San Juan del Sur, Nicaragua. I have this feeling in my heart of 'home'.
I read my old entries and cringe at how inept and moronic I once was. Sorry about that to the world. Sorry, sorry. Now I have truly found something.....
There's a little piece of land up in the hills, 15 minutes from the beach, that is mine now. I am very much quite enamored with it. Within 2 years a little casita will start to grow there, complete with a hammock and chairs in front to watch the waves at the beach. This summer wil hopefully bring a job in Alaska, at the canneries. And then in the fall, University of Alaska. But I am not getting in over my head- will be there for min- a semester, max- a year. No worries, no overcommittment.
Ahhh....the writing skills are way out of tune. Sorry. More later when I can think fluidly in the english language again....
So I spent one year at a private liberal-arts instituation in Idaho. Socially, it was a smashing success but academically, well, from zero you can only improve, right? After that, a summer at University of Hawai'i. Same track record applies, in addition to a job as a receptionist. Then I finally decided the rigid route of college studies wasn't the right mountain for me to climb at the time. I went to Mexico. For years I'd dreamt of traveling and then there I was. It wasn't entirely fun and games and exploration of the exotic as I had assumed it would be. I cried many times and was alone.
Still, there were many rafting trips, lots of rock climbing days, plenty of climbing through ancient mayan ruins and making new friends from every country one can think of, playing at pretty beaches, learning spanish, and most importantly, learning to rely on myself. I think I learned more than I ever could have had I stayed in a school. Now I am fluent in spanish, write to friends in other countries, and know that I can depend on myself despite whatever the sitaution is. Strand me at any airport in the world and I can handle the sitaution. Before I would have just shut down in a panic. But now when the situation is bad all I have to do is think 'Well, nothing can be worse than the arrival in Oaxaca was'. I have no fear. Also, the concept of materialism has ceased to be of any major importance. Like really really hardcore ceased to be. Living for half a year with one backpack of clothes teaches things that having a closet at your parents' house or in your dorm room can never teach. Now the only thing I buy is knowledge and the price of that is only time. I put more into my head and keep more in the bank.
Anyways, about the biggest thing that's ever happened......
I found a place. The most wonderful little town next to the surf that's ever existed. San Juan del Sur, Nicaragua. I have this feeling in my heart of 'home'.
I read my old entries and cringe at how inept and moronic I once was. Sorry about that to the world. Sorry, sorry. Now I have truly found something.....
There's a little piece of land up in the hills, 15 minutes from the beach, that is mine now. I am very much quite enamored with it. Within 2 years a little casita will start to grow there, complete with a hammock and chairs in front to watch the waves at the beach. This summer wil hopefully bring a job in Alaska, at the canneries. And then in the fall, University of Alaska. But I am not getting in over my head- will be there for min- a semester, max- a year. No worries, no overcommittment.
Ahhh....the writing skills are way out of tune. Sorry. More later when I can think fluidly in the english language again....