And what was your favorite part of the trip mama? It was all great but I loved seeing, touching, and standing on that bridge. Not the one hanging nearly 30 meters above the waterfall, the one that was built 400 years before I was born. 400 years. A bridge. And there it is. Still standing.… Continue reading We’re on a Bridge to Nowhere
Sometimes, putting in greater effort brings a greater reward. The town of Santiago Yosundua and its Cascada Esmeralda, is one of those cases. It’s possibly one of the best places I’ve ever been to, but it’s such a trek that I’ve only been there twice. The trip from Oaxaca de Juarez would take about 6 hours… Continue reading Santiago Yosondua
I’m not ready. Tomorrow there will be a city-wide drill, and I’m not ready. I thought I was. I wrote about the September 7th quake and it helped to remember, lay it out in words so I can send it off and no longer hold it in. Over the past year, I’ve talked about it… Continue reading September 19, 2018
It was ten minutes to midnight, I was sitting at my kitchen table working on a translation between Candy Crush lives. I heard it before I felt it. It sounded like heavy machinery rumbling down in the riverbed behind my house–something that would not have been strange to hear had it not been ten minutes… Continue reading September 7th
This post recently came across my Facebook feed. It starts off like this: “A night of rain and pizza?” “What do you want on it?” “Chicatanas!” Chicatanas are large winged ants that come up out of the ground shortly after the first few rains of the rainy season. I have known of them and that… Continue reading Leaf Cutter Pizza?