Usually at my home in Portland you wouldn’t find me up before I have to be. I am a huge fan of sleeping in, if there’s an opportunity to sleep in until 10 or 11 am I’ll probably take it. Here in Guatemala though, there’s a lot to do and no......Read More
Hello family and friends of our Indonesia Fall Dragons! I just wanted to update you that the team have left their aquatic homestay in Sampela and are now on route to their final destiantion (Bira) where they will wrap up their course. The group now......Read More
Welcome to Amritsar, where the Temples are Golden, the Baghs are Jallianwala, and the students are the instructors. We run it now. Following an early morning taxi to a slightly less-early flight, a brief foray in the New Delhi metro, and a delirious......Read More
01100011000010101000110101001/-// c o n v e r t i n g+{initiate language protocol} Mom, Julia is my mom. Today, a mere three inches from my right ear, she slowly sung a song of moderation. One to stop me from breaking my codex, so I could fit......Read More
All 14 of us piled onto two boats for a boat trip around the island on some of the smallest boats imaginable. I asked the mother of a muslim family and her husband, the boat driver, what it was like to live on the island. To my surprise, she......Read More
An impromptu dance class on the beach with Rogelio, the group’s guide in Livingston on the Caribbean coast!...Read More
In my journey throughout Temento Samba, it was a complete blur of beauty. It went by so fast, I never knew it was possible to create a bond so fast compared too my first homestay which was 2 weeks longer. It’s even sweeter because I have a......Read More
Hello all from our homestay on Koh K’sach Tonlea Island! It so happens that Thavry has a neighbor across the road who does cupping (an ancient Chinese practice of chi-healing) for just $2 a session. Naturally, I had to do it. It felt a bit......Read More
Some photos from our dumpling workshop....Read More
During the first week of our semester, our instructor Cam introduced us to six word memoirs. Sitting in the round tower, on the woven mat, in the breeze of Mouit, we learned that sometimes you only need six words to capture a moment, memory, or......Read More
I had a lot of free time in Temento Samba, not having my guitar–the greatest time consumer for me next to Netflix and Youtube. In between visiting friends, I ended up reading a lot. The free time compells me to read, and I had access to the......Read More
I’m sitting under a mango tree, staring at a cow. In none other of my homes could I do this. In this home, I walk through other people’s yards to get home. As I walk, I pass by smiling faces and joyful calls of, “Dienabu!”, my name in this......Read More
It seems obvious that self-image (how we perceive our personality, worth, and attractiveness to the outside world) is eternally tied to our literal self-image (how we appear in photos, mirrors, etc.). I was pondering self-image during our 14-day......Read More
Winter has quietly settled into the Kathmandu valley and cold air has begun to sneak in with pealing prayer bells that find their way in through my open window in the morning. The ancient kingdom of Patan wakes up gracefully with freshly prepared......Read More
