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A Very Full Weekend

Tuesday, December 12th, 2006



Xela Flags

Originally uploaded by skavanagh.

So, I woke up on the morning of my birthday to cake, a birthday song on repeat from the stereo, and many hugs from my host family. They even set off some fireworks in my honor right outside the house before I set off for school. They are so fab.

Then Megan sent me on the aforementioned scavenger hunt, Zil made me a cake, and finally the three of us ate ENORMOUS amounts of Indian food before retiring to a cafe for Mango Mojitos. It doesn´t get much better than that.

Except that on Saturday, it did. In the preceding weeks, all of the students at our school had bought hundreds of toys to give to children in a small pueblo about forty five minutes outside of Xela. Saturday was our day to play Santa. Our school´s director explained to us that these kids had probably never had toys before nor had they probably received presents for Christmas. And so, our little Santa Parade into the Pueblo would be much appreciated. And it was. When we arrived, literally hundreds of kids descended on our vans. We proceeded to break a few pinatas, play a few games of something similar to Simon Says, and pass out a seemingly endless stream of presents. Oh, and get sun burnt.

Although it was hard to top a morning like that, we managed to do it by attending a Guatemalan Futbol game. It was like nothing I had ever seen before. We had to get there two and a half hours before the game began in order to get seats. Sparklers were passed around the stands, as were giant Pepsi balloons, confetti, and intense amounts of team spirit. In the moments before the game, so many fireworks were going off that the entire stadium was filled with smoke, paper mache mocks up of the other teams players were burnt in effigy while fireworks flew out of their heads. Everyone chanted “Vamos Equipo” until their voices were completely gone.

We were smart, however, to leave a little bit early before Xela supporters started throwing rocks at the supporters of the other team and the riot police who had been standing watch throughout the game began to tear gas everyone. As I always say, it´s all fun and games until somebody gets tear gassed.

Anyway. All´s well these days. We´re finishing up our last few days of Spanish School before heading out on our travels again. I´ll definitely be sad to leave Xela. It has been very good to me. Oh, tear.

-Sarah
(To see a lot more pictures, click on the photo at the top of this post)

CUMPLEAÑOS ADIVINANZA

Friday, December 8th, 2006

I am in the middle of hunting for my birthday present. Megan has constructed a scavenger hunt through the city of Xela and I just figured out that I had to visit the blog in order to get one of my clues. I got it. It was sitting in the unpublished section of our blog — don´t you wish you knew how to get there. This is the one that led me here:

Soy un sitio muy popular con la gente familiar. Tu, Megan, y todas me visitan para charlar. (Pero solo con personas lejanas, no con las que pueden tocar).

Yes. The whole thing is in Spanish. And it rhymes. She is letting me use a dictionary. Thank god. Here it is in English:

I am a very popular site with familial folks. You, Megan, and everybody visit me to chat. (But only with people far away, not with those you can touch).

Anyway. Thanks to all of you for being a part of my birthday experience. I think Megan knew that there would be some happy birthday wishes up on the blog for me to see. Here´s the next clue, wish me luck:

Puedo ser el hogar de arañas, pero no espero que sí. Soy oscuro, húmedo, y frío, pero te duermes justo encima de mí.

In english: I might be a home to spiders, but I hope not. I am dark, damp, and cold, but you sleep right on top of me.

I hope she doesn´t mean my bed… because I´m not going to be able to sleep tonight thinking about how it might be a home for spiders. ew.

-Sarah

Weekly Re-Cap

Tuesday, December 5th, 2006
1. When stuck in traffic in an old American school bus covered in slogans like "Jesus is my co-pilot" in Spanish, it is hilarious to change the words to American pop songs so that you end up with lyrics ... [Continue reading this entry]

The Tough-isimo-ocity of our Fearless Heroines

Wednesday, November 29th, 2006
There is a natural hot spring outside of Xela called Fuentes Georginas. We were there over the weekend. We stayed the night with our friends Zil, Cori, and Trika in the little bungalows that dot the perimiter of ... [Continue reading this entry]

A Guatemalan Thanksgiving

Friday, November 24th, 2006

San Marcos on Thankgiving Day
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When It Rains, It Pours

Sunday, November 19th, 2006
This is the story of Yesterday, when we hiked up a volcano and a lot of things went wrong: On Friday night, Irma, our incredible host mother who has never let us down, told us to leave her a note about ... [Continue reading this entry]

A Day in the Life

Tuesday, November 14th, 2006
So sorry for the delay in posting. Time flies when you´re stumbling through Spanish phrases at the rate of a small turtle, or, I should say, a tortuga pequeña. Here´s a run-down of the day-to-day here in Xela: ... [Continue reading this entry]

Madonna´s Hamburgers

Tuesday, November 7th, 2006
So I suppose it´s my turn to discuss Spanish school and the frustrations of learning a new language. For example, my teacher today asked me if I ate McDonalds´ hamburgers. I thought he asked me if I ate ... [Continue reading this entry]

Yo estoy estudiando español.

Monday, November 6th, 2006
This morning I learned my alphabet. Megan learned about the history of Guatemala. I learned the names of the days of the week. Megan learned about traditional Guatemalan healing practices. I learned how to say ¨food.¨ This is going to be a long month. Other than ... [Continue reading this entry]

Ten Things That Have Happened To Us In The Last Week

Friday, November 3rd, 2006
1. All three of us, Megan, Sarah and Zil, rode a ferris wheel in Todos Santos. The ticket booth indicated that the ride had, at one point, lived in Chicago (like Zil). We were on the ferris ... [Continue reading this entry]