2018-06-06
This is the last time I will write on this blog, and the reflection I have posted here is not as organized and well thought out as many of the other blogs I have written. However I think this blog will give you a better idea of where I stand, how I am...
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2018-05-10
I woke up that morning feeling terrible. It was a sunny day a long time back and despite feeling that awful I lugged myself out of bed and embarked on the four-hour journey to the Valle de Chota. It wasn’t a good idea to go up there, but everyone in my cohort was and I...
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2018-01-24
I come home from a long day at work, just after dusk, I’m happy my host father is returning from Otovalo and he picks me up on the road back to my house, saving me a 15-20 minute walk littered with ‘cute’ dogs (who probably want to kill me). We stop at our...
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2017-11-19
I take a deep breath, putting one foot in front of the other I open my mouth only to exploit the mild embarrassment my friend has over her plans to attend Yale next year. I look around and to my right see this mist covering a dense jungle, to my...
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The view of Cerro Imbabura from my room on a clear morning. I slowly open my eyes as the quiet murmurs of my host father and my brothers permeate into my dream. Not long after I slowly arise to bear witness to the following. I live at the entrance to...
Read More2017-08-19
We turned the corner and the dusty colonial archways gave way to a large wooden door left ajar. The rest of the group was catching up, my leader being the last one of us to call out “hoyo” (hole) letting us know we had all made it without falling into one of the abundant holes...
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