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GringaDiaries: A Queen on the Quetzal


The Guatemalan currency is called a quetzal, which is apparently a very elusive bird and the chosen mascot of Guate dinero. and i love it. You can pull thousands of them out of your ATM, eat the best meal of your life,... Continue Reading →

GringaDiaries: Livin’ it up in Livingston


Reporting live from Livingston, Guatemala, where I have not stopped sweating since arrival two or maybe three days ago. The constant state of sweat is the least of my worries right now, as things have not been going so well.... Continue Reading →

GringaDiaries: You betta Belize it


We got off the sailboat yesterday afternoon, but my world is still rocking. I try to look out on the horizon and find a focus but it feels like the whole world is moving. We spent three incredible days sailing through... Continue Reading →

GringaDiaries: belize


let me tell you a love story. girl meets belize. belize meets girl. girl and belize fall in love and decide to move in together. small house, covered in palm fronds, hammocks swinging gently in the breeze. they live happily... Continue Reading →

GringaDiaries: Everything you wanted to know…and then some


We´re going to Belize, baby!! This morning was the last day of school, and we've packed our belongings into our huge backpacks, and spent time contemplating the meanness that is behind the packing industry, as things such as towels and... Continue Reading →

GringaDiaries – “if your dog bites me i will burn down your house”


Time is a really big theme on this trip so far. As in; I never knew so much of it existed in the world. When relationships are your focus, and punctuality, rushing through things, etc. are totally frowned upon, you realize... Continue Reading →

GringaDiaries: I’m in Guatemala!


I made it! after moving right past stressed out about the trip and straight through to panic, to almost leaving m passport at home, I boarded eight million planes and on Latin American time (read: an hour late through everything) we arrived... Continue Reading →

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