Cuando mi esposo habla con sus amigos, siempre me llama "la Chele." Tengo otros amigos quienes me dicen "Chelita" (also my name in SL). Como siempre estamos escuchando al programa de La Choly, ahora tengo unos apodos más.
Sueño eterno, debido a mi gran don de poder dormir dónde y cuándo sea en cuestión de segundos. I love it!
Patas de yuca es lo que tengo después de un largo invierno en Maryland. Como dicen, ¡necesito asolearme las yucas!
Sunday, July 08, 2012
Sunday, June 17, 2012
Summer, Finally
At last, a summer that I don't have to work! Maybe I'm not going to Roatan and El Salvador for the whole summer like I'd wanted, but I finally have a "real" vacation! We've been in Baltimore for two years now, but I've spent the past two summers doing teacher training. This summer, I plan to read, write to publish (or really just to have something to use so I can apply for my doctorate), make all my lesson plans for the Spanish classes I'll be teaching next school year, and yes, still go to El Salvador. The longer we're in the U.S., the more I want to move back abroad, but I think I need to be a little more patient. We're still waiting on Edwin's residency to be renewed (which is a story I think I'd like to write once it's over and done), and trying to figure out how to have his mother's travel visa approved (she was turned down once already for reasons unknown). I love my job teaching here in Baltimore, but it's exhausting sometimes and I miss working with adults and teachers.
I also want to use this summer to get to know Maryland better. I tend to forget, living in treeless southeast Baltimore, that it's a beautiful state with many things to see and do. We go to DC on a regular basis, which is always fun, but the traffic and parking are not so much. In an effort to spend more time outside, Edwin finally bought a fishing pole, so now it's a bit easier to convince him to go to the bay. I have various plans to berry pick and can, even though my garden's a bit wild this year.
All in all, I'm looking forward to this summer!
On my list of Maryland places to visit:
Harper's Ferry (again):
We went to visit my parents in May when they were camping there, and it was beautiful. I think it might have even helped me convince Edwin to buy a tent and camping gear. Hiking. Kayaking. History. Lovely.
Deep Creek Lake:
Maryland's best kept secret?
The Beach (but not Ocean City) and the Eastern Shore:
Think Misty of Chincoteague. Who doesn't love wild ponies? And the beach is beautiful. Tent would come in handy here, too, since O.C. left a lot to be desired.
I also want to use this summer to get to know Maryland better. I tend to forget, living in treeless southeast Baltimore, that it's a beautiful state with many things to see and do. We go to DC on a regular basis, which is always fun, but the traffic and parking are not so much. In an effort to spend more time outside, Edwin finally bought a fishing pole, so now it's a bit easier to convince him to go to the bay. I have various plans to berry pick and can, even though my garden's a bit wild this year.
All in all, I'm looking forward to this summer!
On my list of Maryland places to visit:
Harper's Ferry (again):
We went to visit my parents in May when they were camping there, and it was beautiful. I think it might have even helped me convince Edwin to buy a tent and camping gear. Hiking. Kayaking. History. Lovely.
Deep Creek Lake:
Maryland's best kept secret?
The Beach (but not Ocean City) and the Eastern Shore:
Think Misty of Chincoteague. Who doesn't love wild ponies? And the beach is beautiful. Tent would come in handy here, too, since O.C. left a lot to be desired.
Friday, April 06, 2012
Remembering Zihuatanejo
As I was playing with iTunes today, I came across this song that reminded me of my first experience living in Latin America in 2002.
I went to work as part of the co-op program at my university, supposedly to gain an international perspective to working in Information Systems. What I came back with was the certainty that I didn't want to be a techie anymore and that there were much more rewarding and worthwhile things I could do in life.
When I arrived, there were no computers. No projects waiting. In order to stave off boredom and feel "normal," I found a beach-side church service in English, which led to volunteering with kids in the shantytowns surrounding Zihua and teaching English. That, along with living a couple of blocks from the pier and in walking distance of the beach, made 5 months in Zihua bearable.
I had already added Spanish as a second major at that point, but had never considered teaching. One of my Spanish teachers (thanks, Carlos Gutierrez) suggested going for a Masters. I started volunteering as an English teacher in Lower Price Hill in Cincinnati, which led to AmeriCorps, which did indeed lead to my M.Ed. and teaching abroad. It makes me feel hugely indebted to him, and to other past teachers and professors that helped me to believe that I could do these things (which in turn makes me want to be able to do the same for my own students, another story completely).
I also came across this essay that I wrote for who knows what class. I had to read it, then read it again. Did I really write this? Did I have such a voice in Spanish? Even though Spanish is such a part of my daily life at this point, I don't have (or don't choose to have) many opportunities to write creatively in Spanish anymore.
La primera vez que yo vi a Zihuatanejo fue del aire. Mirando bajo de las nubes, las playas extendían a los dos lados de mí, al punto que no podía ver donde iban o terminaban. El Pacifico es un azul oscuro y profundo, que cambia a una turquesa que brilla bajo del sol fuerte. Atrás de la arena y el mar había acres de palmas y todavía mas lejos, las cumbres redondas y verdes de la Sierra Madre.
Pues, Zihua es muy bello del avión, pero muy caliente cuando estabas en la tierra. Cuando preguntaba a la gente cual era el mes mas pesado por calor, yo creía que recibí doce respuestas diferentes. No había un día en que no pensaba en el calor que estaba haciendo. Mi departamento estaba en el centro del pueblo, en el mismo edificio que muchos de los doctores del área y un cantabar. Muchos de los edificios son construidos de cemento, o una combinación de ladrillo y cemento, y más cemento. Y no es un trabajo bueno—los constructores en Zihua no tenían mucha paciencia ni talento ni creatividad para lo artístico. Lo que resulta es un paisaje de edificios cuadrados, pintados con todos los colores de un arco de iris. Cualquier combinación de colores podía ser aceptable en Zihuatanejo. Lo más popular en esta región es la combinación de una naranja oscura con azul como el color del mar en los meses calientes. Muchos paredes contienen las sologans de los partidos políticos locales: el PRD, “Con Amador es mejor,” o el PRI, “Bolívar Navarrete, Zihuatanejo, No le vaya atrás.”
La música es una competición en Zihuatanejo. No faltaba un día en que no escuché por lo menos tres canciones diferentes, al mismo tiempo, competiendo a ver quien tenía el sistema de sonido más poderoso. Podía ser una combinación de cumbia, ranchero y grupera, personas aullando los líricos a una balada a las tres de la mañana, o un grupo de mariachis tocando en la playa.
Por todos lados era obvio que estabas en un paraíso tropical. El olor de la sal siempre estaba en el aire, junto con los olores de los restaurantes con “comida corrida” que estaban enfrente de mi apartamento. Comida corrida, pues, no fue corrida en términos americanos. Había la taqueria que vendía todos los partes de la vaca, y las pozolerías, cuales siempre estaban llenos en jueves, el día del rico pozole. A unos metros al norte de mi departamento estaba el mercado que vendía todos los tipos de frutas y verduras que son imaginables y algunos que no son. En el mercado uno se puede comprar la cabeza de un cuche y pollos enteros hasta ropa para la familia. Habían tienditas que venden aguas frescas: de coco, de jamaica, de tamarindo, de horchata.
I went to work as part of the co-op program at my university, supposedly to gain an international perspective to working in Information Systems. What I came back with was the certainty that I didn't want to be a techie anymore and that there were much more rewarding and worthwhile things I could do in life.
When I arrived, there were no computers. No projects waiting. In order to stave off boredom and feel "normal," I found a beach-side church service in English, which led to volunteering with kids in the shantytowns surrounding Zihua and teaching English. That, along with living a couple of blocks from the pier and in walking distance of the beach, made 5 months in Zihua bearable.
I had already added Spanish as a second major at that point, but had never considered teaching. One of my Spanish teachers (thanks, Carlos Gutierrez) suggested going for a Masters. I started volunteering as an English teacher in Lower Price Hill in Cincinnati, which led to AmeriCorps, which did indeed lead to my M.Ed. and teaching abroad. It makes me feel hugely indebted to him, and to other past teachers and professors that helped me to believe that I could do these things (which in turn makes me want to be able to do the same for my own students, another story completely).
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| See more in the album. Not sure why I can't insert whole Picasa albums anymore. |
I also came across this essay that I wrote for who knows what class. I had to read it, then read it again. Did I really write this? Did I have such a voice in Spanish? Even though Spanish is such a part of my daily life at this point, I don't have (or don't choose to have) many opportunities to write creatively in Spanish anymore.
La primera vez que yo vi a Zihuatanejo fue del aire. Mirando bajo de las nubes, las playas extendían a los dos lados de mí, al punto que no podía ver donde iban o terminaban. El Pacifico es un azul oscuro y profundo, que cambia a una turquesa que brilla bajo del sol fuerte. Atrás de la arena y el mar había acres de palmas y todavía mas lejos, las cumbres redondas y verdes de la Sierra Madre.
Pues, Zihua es muy bello del avión, pero muy caliente cuando estabas en la tierra. Cuando preguntaba a la gente cual era el mes mas pesado por calor, yo creía que recibí doce respuestas diferentes. No había un día en que no pensaba en el calor que estaba haciendo. Mi departamento estaba en el centro del pueblo, en el mismo edificio que muchos de los doctores del área y un cantabar. Muchos de los edificios son construidos de cemento, o una combinación de ladrillo y cemento, y más cemento. Y no es un trabajo bueno—los constructores en Zihua no tenían mucha paciencia ni talento ni creatividad para lo artístico. Lo que resulta es un paisaje de edificios cuadrados, pintados con todos los colores de un arco de iris. Cualquier combinación de colores podía ser aceptable en Zihuatanejo. Lo más popular en esta región es la combinación de una naranja oscura con azul como el color del mar en los meses calientes. Muchos paredes contienen las sologans de los partidos políticos locales: el PRD, “Con Amador es mejor,” o el PRI, “Bolívar Navarrete, Zihuatanejo, No le vaya atrás.”
La música es una competición en Zihuatanejo. No faltaba un día en que no escuché por lo menos tres canciones diferentes, al mismo tiempo, competiendo a ver quien tenía el sistema de sonido más poderoso. Podía ser una combinación de cumbia, ranchero y grupera, personas aullando los líricos a una balada a las tres de la mañana, o un grupo de mariachis tocando en la playa.
Por todos lados era obvio que estabas en un paraíso tropical. El olor de la sal siempre estaba en el aire, junto con los olores de los restaurantes con “comida corrida” que estaban enfrente de mi apartamento. Comida corrida, pues, no fue corrida en términos americanos. Había la taqueria que vendía todos los partes de la vaca, y las pozolerías, cuales siempre estaban llenos en jueves, el día del rico pozole. A unos metros al norte de mi departamento estaba el mercado que vendía todos los tipos de frutas y verduras que son imaginables y algunos que no son. En el mercado uno se puede comprar la cabeza de un cuche y pollos enteros hasta ropa para la familia. Habían tienditas que venden aguas frescas: de coco, de jamaica, de tamarindo, de horchata.
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| Lunch at the taqueria |
Saturday, December 31, 2011
Goodbye, 2011
2011 was a busy year work-wise, and the first year in a long time that I did not leave the States for at least a month. This will most definitely be remedied in 2012. 2011 marked our first full year in Baltimore, which was overall decent, but nothing fabulous. My husband was able to renew his residency without any problems (but with a lot of stress on my part) and should be able to apply for citizenship this year, God and the government willing. 2011 was surviving a lifestyle that neither one of us likes, and wishing we were back in El Salvador or Colombia, depending on who you asked. In the end, both of us realize that it's Baltimore for the time being, and that Maryland was actually a fabulous choice (thanks again, all you UMBC people who convinced me).
In addition to teaching at school, I also led a 18-week online course through the RELO office in Lima, and went to Peru to give workshops for several weeks in the summer. This was a fabulous experience, but the next time I go to Peru I want it to be for vacation (or to live)!
On the El Sal side, we started the process of adopting our niece, only to lose her to violence in September. The last couple months of 2011 were ones of mourning and readjusting our plans for the upcoming years.
And so 2012, here we go. My resolutions....
And, the 11 favorites of 2011:
In addition to teaching at school, I also led a 18-week online course through the RELO office in Lima, and went to Peru to give workshops for several weeks in the summer. This was a fabulous experience, but the next time I go to Peru I want it to be for vacation (or to live)!
On the El Sal side, we started the process of adopting our niece, only to lose her to violence in September. The last couple months of 2011 were ones of mourning and readjusting our plans for the upcoming years.
And so 2012, here we go. My resolutions....
- Get my recertification classes out of the way so I can get on with my doctorate!
- Convince Cincinnati friends to move to the DC/Baltimore area.
- Reclaim my car so I can go exercise. Walking to the rec is unsafe and somewhat unreliable. Find yoga studio. Go.
- Spend less time lesson planning.
- Save money to buy a house.
- Help husband study for citizenship test.
- Go to El Salvador, Honduras, and Guatemala and/or Nicaragua this summer. Present at conferences, but don't get suckered into working. Find nice hamaca on a beach and stay there.
- Start volunteering someplace on a regular basis.f
- Find people to hang out with in Baltimore (2011 was boring in that respect). Force husband to go to culture events, or go by myself.
- Go back to Central Ohio to visit family and Cincy to see friends (see number 2).
- Get mother-in-law's tourist visa.
- Make a larger dent in student loans (this is where teaching was not such a great choice).
And, the 11 favorites of 2011:
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| Hiking around Maryland |
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| Wild ponies! One childhood dream accomplished. |
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| Erin learns Salvadorans are Salvadorans wherever they live, and that Venezuelans are well-behaved. |
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| Arequipa, Peru...simply delicious |
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| My fabulous Peruvian teachers |
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| Garden before it went crazy...no peppers in 2012 |
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| Shaven gatita |
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| Spring break in NY |
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| More hiking around Maryland |
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| Niagara Falls, frozen, after Justin and Lisa's wedding |
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| TESOL in New Orleans. I loved New Orleans! |
Monday, August 01, 2011
Lima Again
I spent the second part of this trip to Peru working, working,
working in Lima (not Lima, Ohio btw). These were interesting days to be
there, since July 28th was independence day and the inauguration of president-elect Ollanta Humala. I caved in and paid for a Mirabus tour of Lima at night,
which was honestly not worth it since I happened to pick the same night
that they re-inaugurated the national stadium, complete with a visit
from the Peruvian soccer team, who recently placed 3rd in the Copa
America. This resulted in lots of crazy Peruvians roaming the streets
dressed in their red and white (and earlier, way too much honking of car
horns). Congrats to them, but ugggh to the noise! The tour went
through Miraflores to the centro historico of Lima, where we got to see
the Palacio de Gobierno, the catheral, plaza de armas, plaza de San
Martin, and other buildings where we didn't even stop long enough to
take pictures. There was also an hour-long stop at the Circuito Mágico del Agua, part of the Parque de la Reserva,
where they've spent I don't remember how many millions of dollars
creating a complex of fountains that are lit up at night. I couldn't
help but wonder, in a city of 10 million people, if they all have
running water in their houses. I'm betting not. Anyways, it'd be a
nice place to visit when there are less soccer fans around and when
you're not being herded by a tour.
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| Plaza de Armas and the cathedral |
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| Plaza de San Martin |
Monday, July 25, 2011
Arequipa Tastiness
After almost a year of not traveling to Latin America, my first workshop stop in Peru was Arequipa.
The best part about Arequipa? The food! How long had it been since I'd walked down a street and felt forced to stop at a restaurant because it smelled so delicious? The last I remember is Chicken Rico in Highlandtown (which not coincidentally is Peruvian), and although it's good, holds no candle to the food in Arequipa. I was warned about the good food by the lady sitting next to me for several hours at the gate in Miami. All of that weight I lost while my husband was on vacation, let's just say it came back in the four days. I had my first meal watching Peru beat Colombia in the Copa America, seco de cordero. So big that I didn't eat dinner, although at 2300 meters digestion was not an easy feat to accomplish.
The second best part of Arequipa, known as the "white city," is the fact that it is beautiful. The view of the mountains, the volcano, all combined with buildings made out of sillar, a white volcanic rock. I spent a morning in the Santa Catalina monastery, which covers various blocks in the centro histórico of Arequipa. Even the airport was made of sillar. I'd forgotten how dry it is there (flew through last year as well), how hard the sun hits (the teachers I worked with were complaining about the rising rate of skin cancer there), and the fact that buildings are not heated. It was a great place to try out my new alpaca coat!
Shout out to Peruvian Airlines and the flight back to Lima. The captain was a great tour guide! And thanks for not charging me more as a foreigner than you would for a Peruvian (unlike LAN).
The best part about Arequipa? The food! How long had it been since I'd walked down a street and felt forced to stop at a restaurant because it smelled so delicious? The last I remember is Chicken Rico in Highlandtown (which not coincidentally is Peruvian), and although it's good, holds no candle to the food in Arequipa. I was warned about the good food by the lady sitting next to me for several hours at the gate in Miami. All of that weight I lost while my husband was on vacation, let's just say it came back in the four days. I had my first meal watching Peru beat Colombia in the Copa America, seco de cordero. So big that I didn't eat dinner, although at 2300 meters digestion was not an easy feat to accomplish.
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| Alfajores, with chocolate from La Iberica in the background that didn't last very long |
The second best part of Arequipa, known as the "white city," is the fact that it is beautiful. The view of the mountains, the volcano, all combined with buildings made out of sillar, a white volcanic rock. I spent a morning in the Santa Catalina monastery, which covers various blocks in the centro histórico of Arequipa. Even the airport was made of sillar. I'd forgotten how dry it is there (flew through last year as well), how hard the sun hits (the teachers I worked with were complaining about the rising rate of skin cancer there), and the fact that buildings are not heated. It was a great place to try out my new alpaca coat!
Shout out to Peruvian Airlines and the flight back to Lima. The captain was a great tour guide! And thanks for not charging me more as a foreigner than you would for a Peruvian (unlike LAN).
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| View of El Misti from the plaza de Yanahuara |
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| Entrance into Santa Catalina |
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| Looking down into Santa Catalina |
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| Plaza de armas |
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| View from the airport |
Friday, June 03, 2011
2 Weeks Left
The end of my first year teaching with Baltimore City Public Schools is quickly coming to an end. I'm glad to be back in a job that I enjoy, even though I'm definitely ready to have a lesson planning break. Maybe some day I'll redeem my Sundays from my all-day planning sprees.
This summer I won't be traveling as much as I'm used to, but I will be going to Peru for two weeks as an English Language Specialist and teaching another online course that stretches into October. And who knows, maybe I'll break down and use all those Taca/Avianca miles I've been hording to head off to Honduras with the esposo (or maybe I'll save them until next year when I've vowed to actually take a vacation).
This summer I won't be traveling as much as I'm used to, but I will be going to Peru for two weeks as an English Language Specialist and teaching another online course that stretches into October. And who knows, maybe I'll break down and use all those Taca/Avianca miles I've been hording to head off to Honduras with the esposo (or maybe I'll save them until next year when I've vowed to actually take a vacation).
Saturday, March 26, 2011
TESOL 2011 Convention in New Orleans
Five years after the first TESOL Convention I attended in Tampa, I finally managed to attend another one! They've been in inconvenient, boring, or expensive cities in the time between, but New Orleans was worth the wait. I was curious to see if it reminded me of Barranquilla (it did).
As far as TESOL goes, I was able to see friends and presenters from all over the world, network more than I have anywhere offline in a long time, and get lots of new ideas, in particular about online education. The only downside was that I didn't learn much that's applicable to my current teaching situation. All but one of the K-12 workshops that I went to were basically a waste of time, even when the presenters were BNIFs. I was also disappointed that I never made it to the Electronic Village sessions, which I really enjoyed in Tampa. I had wanted to meet all of the wonderful teachers I learned with in Second Life this winter, but it wasn't meant to be.
The convention left me wanting to go back to school again and to be connected to a uni again somehow. We'll see. Once the husband finishes his classes, doctorate here I come! For now, it's back to online teacher training and summer trips.
As far as TESOL goes, I was able to see friends and presenters from all over the world, network more than I have anywhere offline in a long time, and get lots of new ideas, in particular about online education. The only downside was that I didn't learn much that's applicable to my current teaching situation. All but one of the K-12 workshops that I went to were basically a waste of time, even when the presenters were BNIFs. I was also disappointed that I never made it to the Electronic Village sessions, which I really enjoyed in Tampa. I had wanted to meet all of the wonderful teachers I learned with in Second Life this winter, but it wasn't meant to be.
The convention left me wanting to go back to school again and to be connected to a uni again somehow. We'll see. Once the husband finishes his classes, doctorate here I come! For now, it's back to online teacher training and summer trips.
Wednesday, March 09, 2011
Adventures in Second Life
During January and February this year, like every year, I took a free online course from TESOL, VILLAGE 11. This year I finally got around to learning how to use the Second Life avatar that I created years ago when I was working in Barranquilla. I was able to see many different ways to use SL for language learning and teaching, as well as (somewhat) master how to move around SL, control camera and views, go shopping, and build basic objects. I still have a lot to learn, but taking this course really opened my eyes to a whole new "world" of learning and exploring.
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| In a classroom in Arachon |
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| Dancing at the VILLAGE closing party. |
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| Learning to use Builder's Buddy |
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| Without a Head in MacBeth |
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| A newer, better dressed incarnation of Chelita |
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| At the Museum of Natural History |
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| Touring Language Lab |
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| The Globe Theatre in Language Lab |
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| At the Great Wall of China |
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| Learning how to pose and take pics |
Saturday, January 01, 2011
Feliz 2011
My husband and I decided not to go anywhere for Christmas break this year. It's been nice being lazy and doing whatever I want, but I realized that the last time I hadn't gone anywhere for Christmas was probably freshman year of high school. A bit strange, to say the least. I've done a lot of traveling and moving in the past 15 years, and an enormous amount in the past 4. It was about time for a rest, I suppose. I've also decided that I'm about done sending Christmas cards. Facebook and email is so much easier and cost efficient.
Baltimore has been good to both of us so far, and is already starting to feel like home. I love my job teaching ESOL in Baltimore City Public Schools, and Edwin enjoys interpreting and translating for the school system. We've been here since September, and are both glad to be here after a rather lousy start in North Carolina. There's yummy Greek food across the street and basically anything that we could want from El Salvador except 80 degree Decembers and the beach within walking distance.
What I'm looking forward to in 2011 (not exactly resolutions, but things that I'm going to do or would like to get done):
Baltimore has been good to both of us so far, and is already starting to feel like home. I love my job teaching ESOL in Baltimore City Public Schools, and Edwin enjoys interpreting and translating for the school system. We've been here since September, and are both glad to be here after a rather lousy start in North Carolina. There's yummy Greek food across the street and basically anything that we could want from El Salvador except 80 degree Decembers and the beach within walking distance.
What I'm looking forward to in 2011 (not exactly resolutions, but things that I'm going to do or would like to get done):
- Start saving for a down payment on a house. Rent is ridiculous and a mortgage would be cheaper.
- Go to big TESOL in New Orleans.
- Teach online again, and maybe go back to Peru.
- Be in Roatan or Colombia or at least El Salvador this time next year.
- Make myself run again, since zumba and yoga aren't cutting it.
- Vow to shop at the markets instead of the "super"markets.
- Present at Maryland TESOL next fall.
- Find more gringo food that Edwin will actually eat.
- Start volunteering again...hasn't been the same since I left Cincinnati.
- Write! I started this year, but fell off the train when I had to go back to lesson plan world.
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Thursday, June 17, 2010
First Impressions of Lima
I'm so glad to be back in a place where the sun sets around 6:00 every day! Yesterday's travel was exhausting (thanks so, so much, American Airlines and your plane that looks and feels like you haven't updated it since 1990), but I'm excited to be back in South America. Honestly, I feel more comfortable here in Lima than I have all year in Ahoskie, and it's not just because I'm staying at the Radisson and the Pacific is a couple of blocks away! Tomorrow and the day after I'll have workshops with the teachers I've been working with online, as well as many others from pedagogicos all around the country. It will be nice to finally meet the faces behind all the forum postings and comments. It is, however, much more expensive than I expected. I went out to the pharmacy to pick up some of the things you can't get in the US without a prescription, and found the prices to be even worse than a dollarized place like San Sal. I'm just happy to be out of the swamp and back into what feels like "real" life.
Thursday, June 03, 2010
Peru & El Salvador, Summer of Conferences
After almost a year of living in the US again and 10 months since I had traveled out of the country, it's time to leave again. I'll be headed to Peru in June to serve as an English Language Specialist and to present at various conferences. Even though I won't get to play tourist this time like I wanted, I'll have time to explore Lima, as well as Tacna and Iquitos, with a little Amazon trip planned on the side. Then again, in July, I'll be headed back to San Salvador for a month to present the BNC's biannual conference and to help write up some research. I can't wait to be back in Latin America!
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Merchants Mill Pond Trip
In an act of desperateness to escape from Ahoskie, there was the mill pond. Creepy, but gorgeous!
Monday, April 19, 2010
Spring Break 2010
Fun times in DC, North Carolina, and Baltimore. Great to see old friends and eat lots of Salvadoran food!
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Weekend escape: The Outer Banks
Only an hour and a half away we have the Outer Banks, some of the prettiest beaches I've seen in the US. We only made it as far south as Kitty Hawk and Nag's Head, but hopefully we'll be able to take the whole route down sometime soon!
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