Thursday, July 1, 2010

Doing what I do best

Freaking out. About next year. I have a GREAT opportunity to work with an organization in VA next year, American Indian outreach on STEM education programs. However, I wanted to take Singhal's class (not offered?) and now reeeeally don't want to move again. Think I'll stay in the Rock? Not registered for classes. Have no housing. Still want to work monthly in VA. Oy. Help. I'm in Panama. Not conducive to figuring out my life.

I went on my honeymoon last weekend with my long lost lover, Camille. We went to Contadora Island, home to 200 people and more than enough hotels. I bartered a cabbie on the way to the airport, took a 12 seater to the island where I encountered more English speakers than I have the whole trip. We had a romantic date night at Villa Romantica

And there was A/C in the room.

(check the top of the pic...yes I know the rooms a mess)

It was hyperAmericanized, and I couldn't have stayed another day. We almost had to though! Camille accidentally booked her flight for July 29, not June... This became problematic when I realized I couldn't just trade tickets, as she was scared to go to PC alone without much Spanish. Luckily, everyone understands a terrified, near tears American girl, and a Southerner living in a town about 30 minutes from me showed some southern hospitality and Camille made it on the plane.

I just bought an ice cream cone for a quarter from a man with a push cart on the street. It was fantastic. I also got four dark chocolate candy bars and three birthday cards in the mail today. A good day. Now, I've just got to figure out my American life...

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