Open Soul, Open Road

Afoot and light-hearted I take to the open road. Walt Whitman


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Night Attack: Con Cuidado, Mis Amigas

It was Friday in Antigua. I just wanted to go out and dance. I didn’t want to drink, I just wanted to have a fun night of dancing. It was cold and rainy in Antigua, and I wished I had jeans. I debated what to wear. I took off my dress and slipped on my white shorts. I shoved my quetzales as deep into my pocket as it could go. I didn’t want the money to fall out or have somebody try to rob me. I put on my shawl, grabbed the umbrella my friend lent me, and I headed out the front door. It was a little before 8PM. Continue reading


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Fiery Fruit From Hell

It is a beautiful, sunny day.  My Spanish teacher and I leave class early to walk to the open air market of Antigua.  She’s describing to me some of the fruits and vegetables grown in Guatemala.  She starts to tell me about the cashew apple that grows along with the cashew nut. MIND BLOWN.  I LOVE cashews.  I start walking faster.  I have got to try this fruit.  I walk up to my favorite fruit stand, and there she is.  Five quetzals for three cashew apples.  I happily pay.  I give one to my teacher, and I’m skipping home.  New fruit! Tra-la-la-la-la.  I am so so so happy.  I arrive home, and it’s lunch time.  I decide to save this fruit for a special treat later tonight.  This is totally going to make my Friday night EPIC.   Continue reading