And I'm on my way. Peru, El Refugio, Angel, Rahel, Julio, Stefi, Angelo, Josias, Lukas, Blanca, Dulce, Celeste, Samuel, Mechita, Tamara, Fabian, Andrea, Christen, Daniela, Edgar, Jesusa, Alex, Maggie, Shirley, eeeveryone, I will miss you.
But I heard today that all good people you meet at least twice in a lifetime. So... until the next time :D
Next stop: New York for 10 hours. Second stop: Sweeeden to see my family!!!!!

Sunday, June 5, 2011
Sunday, May 29, 2011
so white.
At Peruvian parties I feel white. Thankfully I have my fellow volunteers, because then I'm not the only white person who can't dance to salsa :D
Friday, May 20, 2011
I'm tired for the first time in weeks. Strange. Well, not so strange. On Tuesday we spent the night in Cieneguinna, where Rahel and Stefi slept in their tent. When I visited them I realized that their sofa cushions are much more comfy than my bed, which is too soft and i end up sleepin in a hole. Anyhow, I ended up squeezing in between them trying not to wake them (failed at that) at around 10. Then we talked, and little girls can talk. Especially if they ask you questions about your life. Then, I woke up because Rahel was tapping my face. With determination. And whispering "Eliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin wake uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuup". It was 3:30. 3:30. After half an hour I convinced her to fall back asleep. Next thing I know is my face is being poked at again, but at 5:30 this time. Haha. My own fault for not learning from previous experiences, but we had a nice cozy tent time, so no real complaints there.
That's why I'm tired. Plus, the fact that I'm sitting here writing this suuhuuuuper interesting blog post instead of going to bed. I'm all about prioritizing, and planning my time well. Mhm.
Goodnight.
That's why I'm tired. Plus, the fact that I'm sitting here writing this suuhuuuuper interesting blog post instead of going to bed. I'm all about prioritizing, and planning my time well. Mhm.
Goodnight.
Saturday, May 14, 2011
*sneak*
I feel like my breathing is louder than usual. We're sneaking around, preparing a surprise birthday party for Tamara, preparing everything downstairs while she is upstairs watching Simpsons with Fabian and Andrea. I'm waiting for the peeps (haha. peeps.) to come with the cake. And if she comes down too early she will KNOW. *looks around the perimeter using my peripheral vision only*
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my sneaking face. |
P.A.R.T.Y.
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Thursday night before bedtime, I was playing with some of the kids outside under the trees in Cieneguilla, when Josias (7 years) climed up the little step ladder and started picking leaves. "Elin! I'm picking stars for you!" Then we tossed stars into the air and danced around in circles like crazy people. He's such a gentleman -- the next day he gave me flowers :)
And today, we went surfing. Not the kids, but us volunteers who had our day off. And when I mean surfing, I mean that I had no arm strength to push me up on to the board after all that paddling to get out to those sweet waves (note the legitimate use of "sweet", which is totally surfing lingo btw), so I just soared over the waves on my stomach screaming "EEEAAAGLE" all the way to shore. Then instead of a taxi, we walked one and a half hours home. Then, there was a definite Burger King delivery that went down -- my first time ever calling a delivery service, oohh yeah.
Here is a picture of Josias and Angelo blowing bubbles, and Angel shooting them down with his home-made rubber band rifle. Such a cool kid.
And today, we went surfing. Not the kids, but us volunteers who had our day off. And when I mean surfing, I mean that I had no arm strength to push me up on to the board after all that paddling to get out to those sweet waves (note the legitimate use of "sweet", which is totally surfing lingo btw), so I just soared over the waves on my stomach screaming "EEEAAAGLE" all the way to shore. Then instead of a taxi, we walked one and a half hours home. Then, there was a definite Burger King delivery that went down -- my first time ever calling a delivery service, oohh yeah.
Here is a picture of Josias and Angelo blowing bubbles, and Angel shooting them down with his home-made rubber band rifle. Such a cool kid.
Monday, April 11, 2011
"You should learn German instead of Spanish, it would be the logical thing to do."Said to me my by Andrea one or two nights ago as I was hanging out with all the german/swiss volunteers here. Mmmmmmm haha I'm gonna go with "no." What I did do was give a hair cut (I gave a hair cut!). And get a slight trim myself.
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
I don't have cotton in my ear. In fact, I don't have anything in my ear. Nor do I have a bandage around my ear. Aaah, a tiny taste of freedom.
Also, I started my wall painting today. It is my third commission and I'm slightly terrified but it's going well. So far the sky and half a mountain are done, and Monica approves and says it's "Wunder-schöen!" which is Swiss-German and has means something positive. I don't speak German.
Also, I started my wall painting today. It is my third commission and I'm slightly terrified but it's going well. So far the sky and half a mountain are done, and Monica approves and says it's "Wunder-schöen!" which is Swiss-German and has means something positive. I don't speak German.
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Thumbs up! I would have done two thumbs up but I needed one hand to press the webcambutton on the computer. This is my ear looking like a regular ear. |
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