What I Learned from Working at an Irish Pub in Guatemala

I started my short-term stint at Shamrock, Xela’s Irish pub, on Saint Patrick’s Day. I entered the bar early to encounter a few travelers passing through. Two older couples with European accents. Three young guys from Ireland of all places. My first thought was how strange is this, ‘interviewing’ to work at an Irish pub on…Read more What I Learned from Working at an Irish Pub in Guatemala

What If The Jewelry Vender Is The Love of My Life- Experiencing Love and The Profound Impact of Short Relationships

Have you ever met someone and just fallen in love with their spirit. I had this experience once with a women selling jewelry on a sidewalk in Santa Fe. She was an artisan. I remember that she had beautiful hands. Rough from working with metal and stone. Wrinkled from the sun and time. I was…Read more What If The Jewelry Vender Is The Love of My Life- Experiencing Love and The Profound Impact of Short Relationships

My Atomic Bomb: The Horrible Side Effects of Antibiotics and Living Abroad While Sick

I detonated an atomic bomb in my tummy. Actually I have dropped 4 bombs since I first arrived in Xela. Each time my stomach lining suffered intense and excruciating burns. The strong army of bacteria in my stomach weakened from the destructive energy of each blast. This little army fought hard. Each time my defenses…Read more My Atomic Bomb: The Horrible Side Effects of Antibiotics and Living Abroad While Sick

Call Me Bitch (bɪtʃ)

¿Cuál es tu nombre? Mi nombre es Paige. Bitch. I grin a bit, holding back a huge chuckle. Curled fingertips gentle cover the center of my mouth. Masking pursed lips. Exposed corners signal my joy. Big cheeks push my skin up wrinkling my nose and forehead. Part of me feel like I should be a…Read more Call Me Bitch (bɪtʃ)

How Can I Even Begin… Six Month Reflection of My Time in Guatemala

How can I even begin to capture in words, in letters, in pictures or in stories what these 6 months in Guatemala have meant to me? How can I even begin to describe what it has felt like to open up my bleeding heart to strangers? Some of which touch that raw beating organ with…Read more How Can I Even Begin… Six Month Reflection of My Time in Guatemala

The Banana Republic- History Lessons and My Initial Interest in Guatemala

The Banana Republic. I saw these three words displayed on Mr. Johanson’s black board. With standardized testing over he was now free to teach the history he felt was important. The Banana Republic is a set of small countries in Latin America that rely/relied economically on the support of the fruit export industry. This definition…Read more The Banana Republic- History Lessons and My Initial Interest in Guatemala