(1) Life without electricity This morning the electrity went out for a few hours. And I noticed that it’s been a long time since I’ve done just one thing at a time. And let me tell you, it’s not very… Read More ›
Bogota
Bright New Furniture
Good news: Phone line, Internet, and Direct TV installed and functioning. I know material things aren’t supposed to define your happiness, but I have to admit, I’m a lot happier having a TV and Internet connection than without… We are… Read More ›
Times are Good
1.) I have a (relatively) well-paying job at an English Institute (only downside? 5:30am wake up time…) 2.) I continue to get freelance work 3.) I have my own place (well, shared, but just with one other person, of my… Read More ›
Our New Place
So, we’ve finally moved into our new, tiny place. By tiny, I mean 350 square feet (maybe less). In fact, it’s so small it’s hard to take pictures. But here are a few:
Updates
I have a 7am class to teach tomorrow, but can’t sleep due to new developments. First with the good: We finally have an apartment. It’s only 350 square feet and on a fifth floor (no elevator) but it’s still very… Read More ›
My Grandma Really Believes in me.
No one thinks more highly of me than my grandma. My grandma thinks that if I “develop” my voice I could be a famous singer. She saw a few pictures I took on vacation and told me I could make… Read More ›
Diet Time
As it usually goes when I go to the U.S, I put on some weight. I don’t know how it happens so fast, but it does. Even my boyfriend who likes curvaceous women asked me when I was going to… Read More ›
Adventures of a Colombian Housewife
In just a few hours, I’ll be back in Colombia for a few months to undertake my new role as a Colombian housewife (apartment girlfriend?). It’s a role I never thought I’d have, but after four years of unconventional, definitively… Read More ›
The Kind of Apartment I Can Afford
I’ve been looking at apartments. Ideally, I’d like to live somewhere central, but have found anything affordable tends to have problems. For example, this one: Simple kitchen, no stove, no parking lot, no heater, no electric shower. So basically, I… Read More ›
Going out in Arlington.
I’ve been out of the U.S for the better part of 4 years. As I’ve mentioned in previous blogs, men in Colombia never approach you to dance because everyone just dances with the people in the group they arrived with…. Read More ›
Eyes
Ever since I’ve moved to Colombia I’ve become interested in eyes. Why? Because people here are. In the U.S I got a few comments here and there about my eyes, but here I feel special. Because light eyes are much… Read More ›
Thoughts
A European friend recently told me he found Americans to be very superficial, far more than Colombians. Initially, I was offended. While MTV and E! might make it seem like we all sit around in big houses thinking about what… Read More ›
The Psychology of Rain
Monsoon season has yet to end in Bogota. Every morning I experience as small glimmer of hope that maybe today the sun will shine for at least an hour, but by 10 o’clock, it’s back to torrential downpour. It’s hard… Read More ›
I Cut my Finger
On Sunday, I locked myself out of my room and cut my index finger nail off while trying to open my bedroom door with a large kitchen knife. I wasn’t able to open the door and now have a sad… Read More ›
Halloween and Other News
It’s been a long time since I’ve updated. This is mostly due to the fact that I spent the last week barely clinging to life. That’s a little dramatic but I did feel terrible. So Halloween in Bogota is out… Read More ›
Fanny Packs and Elderly Insurance
Today I was talking to a Panamanian friend. We are both dating Colombians and he told me that from his experience with his girlfriend and his interactions with Colombians, most of the Colombians he’s met seem to see children as some… Read More ›
Updates.
As I’ve mentioned, I live in a castle. But it is not a high quality castle. The first day I moved in there was no hot water. Then one fine night all of us awoke to a flooded hallway. After… Read More ›
Rain
Rain, rain, rain and more rain.
Not Helpful to my Work Environment.
I am sitting in my neighborhood cafe and these two ridiculous girls just walked in. They are ridiculous because they are dressed like Jamaican rastas. They just came back from a yoga class and seem to believe that yoga is… Read More ›
Building a Great Reputation.
So, there’s a new French guy living in the house. Sometimes in the morning I see him in the kitchen making coffee when Giovanni and I are having breakfast. My friends are staying at my apartment right now and this… Read More ›
My (Former) Nomad Life 