Thursday, January 27, 2011

waking up to a winter wonderland.

maybe it's naive or immature, but i still think that there is something almost magical about waking up on a snow morning, peeking through the blinds and seeing your world covered in snowy whiteness.
that is what i woke up to this morning. after a 6 am text message and phone call from gordon letting me know that all classes before 11 am are cancelled. can you believe that? i'm getting snow days in college. never thought that would happen. but it does, and actually quite often. last week my second day of classes got cancelled, which was a nice way to sort of ease into the semester. but even with a rather slow start, i am already overwhelmed by all the work i have. but that usually happens at the start of a new semester. you get the syllabus with all the work and assignments for the whole semester, no wonder i got overwhelmed. so i just took a step back, and realized that i don't need to worry about everything at once. so i'm just taking it one day at a time, making a list for the day and focusing on that. i can't handle any more than that right now.



Wednesday, January 5, 2011

on the road again

i've been home for 23 days now, i think its about time to get out of here.
don't you think so?

so i'm heading out tonight to meet up with the mexico outreach team from gordon. we leave boston tomorrow morning to fly to san diego. we'll be working with habitat for humanity for two days in san diego then crossing the border into tijuana and we will stay at the orphanage la casa de la esperanza for a week. i don't think i can even begin to describe how incredibly excited i am to return to la casa, to speak spanish again and to see some of the kids.

some of those wonderful kids featured here in a video from two years ago:

la casa de la esperanza is one of my favorite places in the world, and i always just feel right when i'm there. so i'm off to go love on some niños and feel right about myself.








Friday, December 31, 2010

two-thousand-and-ten.

so i've come to realize that the year 2010 will forever be etched in my mind as "the year i lived in peru". how cool is that? i personally think it's wicked cool. the year brought, as every year does, good times and bad times. but i feel overwhelmingly (is that even a word? please forgive my improper english if it isn't.) blessed because the good time exceedingly outnumbered the bad times in 2010. which i think is the most important. i'm learning that life isn't supposed to be all flowers and butterflies and happiness all the time. it's not always going to be easy, but God will remain faithful and will always be with you. i know that because He said he would, and He always keeps his promises. i didn't always know it at the time, but looking back now, i can see that God was with me every step of the way this past year.

and now for some highlights of 2010:

dancing with ale at la casa de la esperanza, tijuana, mexico.

visiting my best friend at school.

celebrating my 21st birthday with my new best friend.

trip to ica, huacachina, nasca and paracas
with some really great people.

hiking in and out of the "world's deepest canyon".

illegally lunching at machu picchu with these two
after we discovered the "llama room".

getting to know these wonderful ladies.

getting my first manicure.

gelato tuesdays.

playing monopoly for almost 3 hours at deporte y vida.

hanging out with my best friend in buenos aires, argentina.

eating at crepes and waffles.

getting to know these wonderful people. (cbu-pucp)

spending the day with rosa, my sponsorship child

taking jumping pictures with amelia.

spending my fridays at deporte y vida.

trip to arequipa/puno with sam and amelia.

christmas with my awesome family, that i missed so much.



Saturday, December 18, 2010

i remember...

(quick confession, i stole this idea from my good friend amelia's blog. hope she doesn't mind)

i remember when the taxi picked me up from the airport back in february and i just stared out the window trying to convince myself that i was going to live there for the next ten months.

i remember when we had orientation and melvin told us all the "important" street names and then went in one ear and out the other.

i remember when i found out that i'd be sharing a bathroom with my two brothers, and that the bathroom was off of their room meaning that i would have to go through their room to get there.

i remember when we spent long days of intensivo with julio.

i remember when i figured out how to buy the básico at la cato.

i remember when i discovered all sorts of new slang: jato, calato, pucha, miércoles, chévere, asu, yuca, piña, pata, etc.

i remember feeling like i didn't even speak spanish.

i remember when amelia thought it would be a good idea to feed deer #14 her orange peel, leading to us being attacked and me getting deer-nipped in the butt.

i remember how amelia loved telling that story to all our peruvian friends.

i remember getting sucked into the peruvian time warp.

i remember the time someone on a micro asked me directions and i was able to understand the question, i knew the answer and was able to respond.

i remember when we stayed at a hostel in ica in the middle of the desert and there was a lack of water in the bathroom.

i remember when we were sitting in the bus station in lima wondering if chris was going to meet up with us in ica and then he walked right in.

i remember when we were chilling in the hostel in ica wondering when chris was gonna get there and then he knocked on the door.

i remember the first time i tried anticucho, without knowing that it was actually grilled cow's heart.

i remember the way alfredo would always call me gabby.

i remember when we saw the most beautiful stars in huacachina.

i remember when amelia and i found the best pizza place in all of buenos aires.

i remember when amelia and i ate so much parrilla that we never wanted to see meat ever again.

i remember when i said something in linguistics class the professor said "excelente!"

i remember when i skipped spanish class and got my nose pierced.

i remember when i was woken up by amelia at 1 am saying "abigail", and then how i had to remove the blankets from the bed because they caused a blister on her eye.

i remember when the nice storekeeper came out and told me that he had overcharged me and gave me my money back.

i remember when sam and i saw flamingos in the andes mountains.

i remember when there was a man who brought his rooster on the bus from arequipa to puno.

i remember going out for pollo a la brasa.

i remember when i tried sushi for the first time.

i remember when we tried (unsuccessfully) to have melvin take jumping pics of amelia and i.

i remember when i spent all day in gamarra getting t-shirts and toys to give to the kids at deporte y vida for christmas.

i remember when we painted the murals and don victor was quite particular about what he wanted: baby chickens, friends for the fish, a bird to go with the nest, eyes on the fish, fruit on the trees.

i remember when aprill informed us that we needed to have "a lizard on a rock in the foreground" because she likes lizards.

i remember when i saw a woman get dragged off the micro and robbed.

i remember when sam and i made a friend named david at la lucha and he dedicated poetry to us.

i remember when we saw david again on our last night out in lima and avoided him.

i remember the first day of cbu when amelia and i ended up in the picture and we decided that we had to come back because we were in the picture.

i remember when they wanted sam and i to do something funny.

i remember when we found out that miki and jonatan are good dancers.

i remember when amelia and i hiked into colca canyon and rode back up on mules.

i remember when i tried kraps and crack for the first time.

i remember when i went to polvos azules for the first time.

i remember when i would make pancakes for my family.

i remember when everyone thought it was the coolest thing that i could make balloon animals.

i remember when we would play bananagrams with cbu after lunch.

i remember when i would sit in my room and eat peanutbutter straight out of the jar.

i remember all the long, good talks with sam and amelia about faith and god and life and peru and boys.

i remember all this, and so much more.

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

"so you're home for good now?"

the title was the first question that my little 5-year-old niece asked me on monday night when i saw her for the first time. she wanted to know if i was home for good or going back to peru. here is how the little conversation went:

z: are you home for good?
me: yes. i'm living at home now, i won't be going back to peru.
z: so you'll be here forever and ever? until you die?
me: sort of.
((big hug))

of course i must admit that i simplified things a bit when i responded to her. i know that i'm not going to be here forever and ever until i die. and i know that some day i'll be going back to peru, but for now, i'm home. and home is a wonderful place to be.

everything at home seems to have changed, but it still feels familiar and comforting. my house actually feels smaller, or i feel bigger. maybe it's me that changed. things around here have changed as well: we have a new ceiling fan in the kitchen, they finally paved the road through downtown ipswich so now it's not a crazy game of avoid-the-potholes, there is a new shelf in the garage, there are curtains in the bathroom, etc. but there are some things that will never change that bring so much comfort: the way the heat smells when it kicks on in the middle of the night, the squeaky floors, skim milk from richardson's farm, the way my sister and i can always find something to laugh about, the way the sanctuary smells at church, etc.

but of course feelings are mixed and it is strange to finally be home. to know that i won't wake up in lima, that i won't take micro number 35 to la católica, and that i won't see be meeting up with any of my friends for lunch. peru has been my life for the past ten months and it's is all about to change. big CHANGE. nothing will ever be the same again. i am not the same person that i was when i boarded the plane on february 25th. i'm still unpacking and figuring out what this whole last year has meant to me. how it has changed me, how it is changing me.

but just because something is over does not mean that it's gone. i'm not about to put perú in a box, close it and stuff it in my closet. i can't. it's become a part of me. i'm not exactly sure how, but i'm sure of it. and i'm going to carry it with me forever. the friendships. the lessons learned. the adventures. the things learned about me and about my God, the way He brought me through it all.

so, what is next? that is the big question. christmas is coming, then in january i will be returning to tijuana, mexico to la casa de la esperanza orphanage with mexico outreach, then starts my last semester at gordon college. and after that, who knows? but it's alright. i'm just taking it one day at a time. remembering where i've been, where i am and trying to figure out where i'm going. step by step, day by day. i'll figure it out soon enough, and at just the right time. that seems to be the way He works.

Sunday, December 12, 2010

la cordillera de los andes

[enanitos verdes]

quién te ha visto, quién te ve
en la cordillera de los andes
nunca me dejas de sorprender.
viento blanco que más da
que por mí pueden pasar las horas
quiero estar contigo un tiempo más.
y así podrán pasar los años
y yo tomar mil direcciones
sé que he dejado un mundo atrás
siguiendo siempre un ideal
como un valiente cazador de las estrellas.
se vive la libertad.
se siente la libertad.
te envuelve la magia del lugar.
quién te ha visto, quién te ve
en la cordillera de los andes
nunca me dejas de sorprender.
viento blanco que más da
que por mí pueden pasar las horas
quiero estar aquí un tiempo más.
hay una nube pasajera
tocando los picos nevados
sé que he dejado un mundo atrás
siguiendo siempre un ideal
como un valiente cazador de las estrellas.
se vive la libertad.
se siente la libertad.
te envuelve la magia del lugar.

(rough translation)
who have you seen, who sees you
in the andes mountain range
you never cease to surprise me.
white wind, what more can you give,
that for me the hours can pass by
i want to be with you a bit longer.
and this is how the years will pass
and i'll make a thousand decisions
i know that i've left a world behind
always following an ideal
like a brave hunter of the stars.
one can live the freedom.
one can feel the freedom.
the magic of this place surrounds you.
who have you seen, who sees you
in the andes mountain range
you never cease to surprise me.
white wind, what more can you give,
that for me the hours can pass by
i want to be here a bit longer.
there is a passing cloud
touching the snowy peaks
i know that i've left a world behind
always following an ideal
like a brave hunter of the stars.
one can live the freedom.
one can feel the freedom.
the magic of this place surrounds you.


Monday, November 29, 2010

the internet.

i think the internet is pretty cool. and since being here in peru it has been extra cool. you see throughout my day to day living i come up with a lot of questions. there are just some random things that i wonder about. when i'm in the states i usually simply send a little text message to my good friend nick, because he has a lot of useful, yet random, knowledge. i'm pretty sure that he saved my life about a year ago when he convinced me to heed the warning and not put my non-microwavable bowl in the microwave. unfortunately i am unable to send a quick little message to him for all my silly little questions. therefore i have turned to the internet for random knowledge. and it has been very good to me. everything from which side of my nose should i pierce? to are you supposed to floss before or after brushing? to how to apply perfume. pretty cool if you ask me.

now of course there is a dark side to the internet. for every useful bit of information there is also some real garbage out there. and stupid things too. things that make you wonder what on earth the person who posted it was thinking. things like the entire bible translated into lolcat speak. yes, it does exist. honestly? what is this world coming to?

but all in all i'm a fan of the internet. seeing as it allows me to "have the world at my fingertips".