a fab girls' night out at a tina turner tribute concert! One of my most favorite blogs to write is the somewhat annual February 14 S.A.D. post - that’s right; Singles Awareness Day. For better or for worse, for most... Continue Reading →
One thing about expats - we are shameless about pursuing friendships when we intuit it might work out. And nothing forces a friendship to cement or break like traveling together. As the philosophic movie "Anchorman" taught us, 60% of the... Continue Reading →
this guy has seen it all. I’ve been teaching for fifteen years, all ages and subjects, in four different countries, and at a certain point, you kinda think you’ve seen it all. You think you’re prepared for any emergency or... Continue Reading →
surviving the first day of teaching in 2025! only cried once! I (40SWF) on a Friday night, finished a paper for my Masters program, dusted, was accosted by my creepy landlord’s husband (they live downstairs and he creeps on me... Continue Reading →
For now, I just have to get through two days of wrangling the sugared-up and feral creatures formally known as my students into a three minute choreographed line dance to “You’re a Mean One, Mr Grinch,” (it’s adorably awful) . . .
felt like death warmed up, but this was my one chance to shout out songs from "Mulan" at the top of a Wonder of the World . . .
blackouts, side quests, to know someone, and making a life in a new country. just the little things.
The author reflects on the transformative experience of moving to Guatemala, shedding past roles and expectations. Embracing solitude and self-discovery, they express joy in forming new, authentic relationships while adjusting to their teaching position. This journey serves as a liberating reset, fostering confidence and personal growth amidst challenges and new adventures.
The problem was that the Far East was just too close. An hour-long bus ride away? Yeah, that will always be there. No need to make that a priority. It fell into the same vein as where I have lived... Continue Reading →
As an educator, I will be a hollow shell of myself every year from August to October as I adjust to a new group of kids. For fun, now when I collapse onto the couch every day, I also get to wonder, “Ooohhhh . . . is it dengue?”
AI-Generated Summary, which cracks me up: After moving to Guatemala, the author encountered challenges like navigating the unmarked roads and adapting to cultural differences, but found joy in the friendly locals and natural beauty. As a teacher in a struggling school, the author is determined to make a positive impact despite the lack of resources, feeling grateful for answered prayers and a chance to utilize their skills.
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