Rostros de Guadalajara (segunda parte)...

Jan 24, 2012 by

When I lived in Guadalajara, Mexico for four months in 2008, I did some pretty cool things. I traveled to Puerto Vallarta, Tuxpan, Mexico City, Oaxaca, Monte Alban, San Juan de los Lagos, Leon, Agangueo, Morelia, Tuxtla Gutierrez, Merida, Chichen Itza, Chihuahua and San Blas. I auditioned for the school musical and performed as a dancer in 4 shows in Guadalajara and one televised performance in front of more than 8,000 people in Chihuahua. I had a handful of friends visit me from back home, and I traveled with them throughout the course of my stay. I swam in oceans with fish and in mangroves with turtles. I took boat rides, zip-lines and too many bus rides to count. I climbed pyramids and petrified waterfalls, and I witnessed the spring equinox at Chichen Itza...

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Rostros de Guadalajara (primera parte)...

Jan 23, 2012 by

These people shared their cars, their tequila, their smiles, their food and their laughter with me. They put stickers one me that said “Mi cielo eres tu (You are my sky)” for a peso, and they passed me a hooka pipe to share. They taught me how to buy avocados for tonight, tomorrow and next week. They played their guitars and sang, and most importantly, they shared their warmth.  People who travel to Mexico often speak of the warm and open, family-oriented people. Of course, there are always outliers in any country: the pick-pocketers, the swindlers and the liars. People sometimes talk of them too when they talk of Mexicans. I did come across the occasional one, but they are not the ones I remember.  I remember the ones in these pictures. The ones...

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Hi, Marketa.

Jan 21, 2012 by

I met Marketa when I lived in Mexico. I recently came upon this old video I forgot I had taken while on a trip to a small town called Tuxpan with my Spanish class. The video spans a pretty typical Mexican plaza with enjoyable and festive music filling the air around us. Watching now, I can’t help smiling as the camera stops on Marketa, and she slowly realises I’m taking a video, not a picture.  Then I’m reminded of her contagious smile and infectious laugh. She was pretty much a walking friendship disease. It was impossible for me not to like her.  That was during the winter of 2008. During the fall of that same year, I moved to Denmark for four months. While there, I visited Marketa in Prague where she was working...

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You Can Be Happy. Smile.

Aug 30, 2011 by

Going into the last few days of studying and waiting for a big exam on Saturday, I choose to remember moments like these and strangers like this. Choose to be happy! Mexico City, Mexico (2008) Also, happy 31st anniversary to my magnificent...

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Sights and Sounds of Semana Santa...

Jul 30, 2011 by

I loved Oaxaca. If you ever have the chance, go! Grasshoppers,...

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The Choices We Make.

Jul 19, 2011 by

Fall 2006 – Back to Jail social Summer 2010 – at the lake I wrote this post well before I went to Spain because I had been pondering how the choices we make affect our lives and had just decided to go to Spain instead of jumping right into a human physiology class after finals this April. I was acutely aware that I had made a choice which could potentially alter my future for any number of reasons, and my singular feeling on the matter was excitement to go to Spain.  At the time that I wrote this, I had also been thinking about my dear friend Kyle, who has been my best friend for five years now, and a series of interesting life choices brought us together to be the friends we are...

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