1/13/2015 San Cristobal

Our teacher looked like Don Quijote. Instead of a pot on his violently subdued grey hair he wore a black beret. Of course a beard and mustache matched the hair and fit his craggy face to a Tee. He taught extemporaneously, preferring, like our everyday experience, to lay it all on us at once.
I realized quickly and I think so did he that I didn’t understand a lot of his Spanish.… Read the rest

10/21/2014

10/21/2014

Jill is outside on her computer. I’m inside on my computer. Today is Tuesday, that means we walk down the street to get the weekly Eagle. Its a highlight. Seven days until we leave for Cancun. Technically eight but its a very early flight. Yesterday we got our last immunization shot. Now we are just packing and tying loose ends. Yesterday we agreed to volunteer at a chocolatier outside Antigua, Guatemala next month.… Read the rest