I was reading something online that says that since Facebook came out, there's been a huge drop in the number of blog entries posted every day; people have been just doing short status updates on their social networking sites and twitter, etc. That got me curious and I decided to read some of my old livejournal entries. I was half surprised the site is still up here, and it made me very sentimental.
My last post was dated 5 June 2009, two months before my close of service as a Peace Corps volunteer. Since then a lot has ahppened. you can check my facebook for that!
Fast forward a year and a half, and I'm BACK here in Punta Gorda, chillin with my old friends again. I felt a strong compulsion to return after looking at pictures and thinking alot about the village. Conveniently my friend Rosendo Cal is a soldier in the Belize Defense Force and invited me to come to his wedding. So here i am, some pictures to follow soon!
Happy 09!! I really wish I had pictures of the vacation to post, but my camera broke just before I left, so I'll just have to paint you a picture in your mind.
Imagine this scene as it unfolds before you, if you will::
I went home for Christmas.
It was good.
haha, juuuust kidding.
So I left on 10 December for Cancun, Mexico. It was a long bus ride (about two days on an old US schoolbus, considered the Belizean national busline.) I spent a very sketchy night in a questionable guest house in Corozal, the Mexican bordertown. The next morning I bought some pesos and took a gorgeous sleek coach bus to Playa del Carmen, which was culture shock way before I was expecting any. I stayed at a beautiful hostel by the bus station, but not before passing a super Wal-Mart. (!) I went in, just out of curiosity.
And thoroughly enjoyed myself. I mean, as much as I like to think Ive broken myself of the chains of consumerism and US consumeristic imperialism, I have to admit, it's nice to have things available and cheap. And a cereal aisle longer than the grand central parkway is fun to see, too.
I used a lot of spanish in Playa del Carmen, but I think I must have heard every language I know of in that day; very very touristy. Though the beach was very beautiful and the water was very blue, I knew it was time to get going; so i headed for the airport a little earlier, and walked around Cancun. ALSO very touristy, almost like Disneyworld.
Finally, landed in New York on the 11th; Mom and Grace picked me up at the airport, and quite frankly the theme of the trip was this, and I've mentioned it many times during the last weeks: I felt as though I've never left.
Aunt Dolores drove up from North Carolina, and it was great to give her a hug. She''s a small lady, so my hugs are particularly rib-crushing. She brought my wonderful little cousin Jenna, and her friend Doyle, who is very nice. We went into Manhattan (sighhh), saw the Met, Rockefeller Center; went to the Union Square Market, and bought a computer for one of my friends in the village.
We had a great little get together at my house on the day after christmas, after spending the 25th at my mom's brother's new place in Ramsey, New Jersy. Despite being in new jersey, we all had a GREAT time (kidding)
I do hope to amass some pictures at one point.