It's official. My new COS (Close of Service) date is June 1st, rather than March 27th. I need the extra 2 months to get my projects done, and because I love it here and I'm not ready to leave yet! I don't know how to do life in the States.

It's amazing how much life has changed and how much I have gone through in the past year to get to the point that I am at today. I was realizing this at Agua Caliente today after giving some talks about trash. I was sitting in the pool staring at the forest (my favorite reflective time) and realized that a year ago today was when my Guatemalan life was turned upside down. I was miserable for so long, but now I am so completely happy with life. It's amazing.

Thanks to all of you who have donated to the bottle classroom project! We currently have Q4000 which is enough to get started building the supports. I expect more donations to roll in but probably not enough to cover the total cost (about Q21,000) so we are soliciting the rest from a national governmental institution called ProRural. So the project is moving along! When we start building I will start uploading photos. And more donations are always welcome as we will also need to buy desks, chalkboard, etc.

Last weekend I climbed Volcan Tacana with a group of Peace Corps friends. It's the second highest volcano in Guatemala (4095 meters or something like that). It was breath-takingly beautiful as well as quite an adventurous trip! I don't know if I can do it justice in describing it, so I will just leve you with a photo of me on top (at the Guatemalan-Mexican border) and a photo of the truck that we rode out in (in the back).







On the way back, I had a very hilarious encounter. On the bus up from Xela to my town and old man sat next to me an introduced himself. He asked me if I work in the Municipal Forestry Office. When I replied yes, he asked if I remembered him and writing him a letter of recommendation for getting a visa into the States. Obviously not, since I have never written one before. I asked him when someone wrote him that. While looking up searching for the answer, he slowly replied (in Spanish, obviously), "In the year 1985." Inside I was cracking up, but I managed to calmly explain to him that if a señorita wrote him that 25 years ago then she would be a señora now, which I clearly am not. Or maybe I do look like I'm 50 and not 23? Oh yeah, then I got a whiff of alcohol on his breath (it was 1pm).

Okay, well I'm sure there's tons more to write about like my dog, my basketball team, my running, etc, but this is enough for now! Cuidense mucho!

Yo soy el agua

When I was teaching environmental education in Chahal, I asked my kids to write a story where they are a drop of water and must tell the tale of how they pass through the water cycle. So awhile back, right after soaking in the hot springs in Agua Caliente, I decided to do a little creative writing on that general theme. You should give it a shot too!

Yo soy el agua. I was born in the mountain. I have lived quite a life. I have traveled more than God himself. Oh how happy and free I feel when I am running fast between rocks and fish or free falling from the sky. Unlike you humans, I need no parachute.

My life is exhilarating. But strange. I am one being but in many parts. The number of bodies I have are countless, yet they are all me. The same initials siempre: H2O.

Today my mind, my thoughts, my feelings are in Agua Caliente. They have trapped me. I had heard reports of this but until now, have not had the time to investigate. I know these people love me. I give them life, but more so, I give them wealth. They use me and tell everyone I'm theirs. No one owns me! If they would only ask I would kindly fill their pools with my body and embrace their people and their guests, but they do not ask.

That is the problem with humans: they think they are the dueños of everything natural in this world. Why do you think there are floods, earthquakes, hurricanes, landslides and forest fires? We, the original inhabitants of this planet, are trying to send a message to Mr. Homo Sapien: you can't continue this game. It's not Monopoly where you buy up everything you can. Let's play Red Rover.

Catching up

I have been slacking on writing lately, but for a good reason: I've been having too much fun! I finally really really love Sija and have friends there and simply no time to blog. The site change was devastating initially, and I still wish it would've never happened, but I have acclimated to Sija and am really happy there.

Right now I am back in Springfield. I've been here for almost two weeks and go back to Guatemala tomorrow. I've really enjoyed seeing my family and a handful of friends and taking advantage of a few things the States has to offer (like being to run in shorts, roller skating, and driving in a car), but I am not ready to live in this country yet. It is overwhelming and too fast-paced. I love the slow, tranquila life that I lead in Guatemala.

Just before I came home was Sija's feria which was so so so fun! I rode the crazy-fast and probably dangerous ferris wheel, ate tons of feria food (churros, cotton candy, pupusas, caliente, churrascos, etc.), played in the basketball tournament, watched the parades and convites (children and grown men dancing in the streets while dressed in costumes of cartoon characters), and went to the dances and danced my butt off!





The picture below is from the Noche Vaquera (Cowboy Night) dance. I won that t-shirt because I was tricked into a beer-chugging contest on stage in front of everyone! They needed two women to participate in a contest, so Sarah and I went up because I'm never one to turn down a competition, but they brought out two beers and said "vamos a ver quien tiene la garganta mas suave de todas." (We're going to see who has the smoothest throat of all.) So much for not drinking in town! At least I won, though.




Feria is a happy time. It made me so happy that I decided to extend my service two months! I need the extra time to make sure I can complete the sanitary landfill project and the bottle classroom, but moreover I just want to have be able to appreciate Sija now that I am really truly happy there. I don't want to rush out just as I'm getting my rhythm, like I had to do in Chahal.

The projects I mentioned are going well, but there is not much to update because during December we really didn't get much work done due to the feria and the holidays. I didn't mind though. I really enjoyed just being part of the town (and playing with my dog).

I think I'm also much happier now because I am finally running again. It took far too long to recover from my ankle sprain and I'm still not 100% but I am out there tearing it up (and feeling safe).




On top of festivities in Sija, since I last wrote I went to a delicious Thanksgiving potluck with a handful of other PCVs and I climbed Volcan Tajumulco, which was AMAZING! It is the highest point in Central America at 4220 meters (around 14,000 feet). A small group of us PCVs went and tagged along with a large-scale clean-up of the volcano -- hundreds of local people and a few dozen from other parts of Guatemala climbed up with trash bags.

We camped out in one of the craters and hiked to the peak for sunset and sunrise the next day. It was absolutely breath-taking! We were able to see the sunrise next to the chain of volcanoes! My only complaint is that it was extremely cold! We huddled around the campfire at night with our beans and avocados, but the fire just stole what little oxygen we had to breathe at such a high altitude thus resulting in painful headaches. Therefore, we had to choose between freezing and splitting headaches.