Month: January 2010

Bug Blood

Leaving my final class with Araceli a little early, Enrique, Sarah, Kim and I caught a colectivo to Teotitlí¡n del Valle. Yes, it’s true: every village in Oaxaca is famous for something, and this one for its weaving. We visited Enrique’s friend Luis Lazo Mendoza to learn about the process. [Photo credit: those with me in them were taken by Enrique and Kim.] Teotitlí¡n was the original capital of Oaxaca in ancient times and is […]

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Mountaintop

Here’s my new favorite song. Here’s an ad that keeps showing up in the sidebar of my Google search page, whose results are now in Spanish, against my wishes. After class today we puttered around school for a while, getting a very late start to Monte Albí¡n — so late that we had only an hour up there before having to catch the last shuttle down for the day. I wasn’t happy about that. Those […]

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Agua de Pepino

This morning’s giant breakfast ended with the cutting of the Rosca de Reyes, a sweet bread with dried fruit on top and plastic Jesuses inside. If you get a slice containing a little white baby, you have to throw a party on February 2. I got a Jesus, but I’ll be long gone when fiesta-time comes. I’ve been having more nightmares. Like last night, I accidentally set fire to West Virginia and the wind blew […]

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We Tres Kings

As you’ll learn when you get an MA in teaching, mistakes are powerful tools for learning. In Guatemala where I’ve studied most of my Spanish, chaqueta is jacket. I can assure you that in Mexico I won’t use the word again, for I am not the kind of girl who talks freely to strangers of male masturbación. Please use chamarra. My SIT buddies Sarah & Kim arrived a day late due to flight problems. It’s […]

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