Thursday, July 16, 2009

Cascadas del Agua Azul, Chiapas

After we were hot and sweaty from climbing up the ruin steps, we were ready to jump in some cold water. The waterfalls we went to were beautiful--not like your usual waterfall. You could hike up to the top, but we didn't make it that far because we just wanted to get wet.


We didn't realize we looked like the Powerpuff Girls until the day was over and we were looking through our pictures.

Palenque, Chiapas

Holy cow, Palenque! I thought I had seen the most awesome ruins at Monte Alban, but I was wrong. Palenque is bigger, also in the mountain tops, but it is in the middle of the jungle. I don't even know how to begin describing how awesome it was, and of course, pictures don't really do it justice. But, pictures speak a thousand words, right? Here are just a few


Standing at the top of a huge set of stairs, looking out over the whole ruin site just made me want to leave the real world, grab a flowly skirt and sandals, and live in the jungle.

Villahermosa, Tabasco

Off on our vacation! We left around 8:00 p.m. on Thursday night, on our chartered bus with our loyal bus drivers. Preparing ourselves for what we thought was a 12 hour drive, we tried to get comfortable and sleep on the bus. All I know is that that when I woke up, I couldn't breathe. I hadn't been in humidity for a year--and that was just Wisconsin summer humidity. The jungle in southern Mexico is completely different. I honestly thought there would be no more air on the bus to breathe in and I would die. Luckily, Joce and I figured out a pretty comfortable sleeping orientation in the back seat of the bus, so we distracted ourselves by sleeping until we arrived in Villahermosa at 4 a.m.--much sooner that we were expecting. With nowhere to go, the bus took us to a park by a river, and half of us slept more on the bus while the others went and slept on park chairs. In a few hours, we all started getting ready for the day. Our luggage was unloaded onto the sidewalk of a busy street and we brushed our teeth and spit on the side of the road. I've never felt like such a hobo.

We headed to Parque Museo La Venta. It was a combination of a zoo and a museum of ancient Olmecan statues. We found ourselves impersonating the statues a lot.
There was yet another awesome bridge, so we needed to capture some jungle warrior pictures--it turned out looking more like we were just rocking out playing Guitar Hero.
After walking around the city for a bit, eating some tacos, and getting really sweaty, we went to the Villahermosa Temple. We couldn't go in, but we sat in an air conditioned room and watched The Testaments. AND, there was a drinking fountain and ice maker. It was a beautiful, beautiful sight.

Discovery Carnival

Last Thursday, the Discovery Primary and Kinder had a Carnival to celebrate the end of their school year. Our kids performed a Peter Pan skit that we have been trying to practice for a few weeks. Some of them knew their lines really well, but some needed a little bit of help.

Sunday, July 5, 2009

God Bless America!

Things I am Thankful for about the United States of America:

1. More widespread concern for cleanliness. I went with my host sister to one of the big markets on Friday night, and we had to wait for a taxi next to a mountain of rotten lettuce, fruit peels, and who knows what else. I think I even saw a diaper in there. The dogs were loving it.

2. The men that don't whistle and stare whenever you walk by. Today as I was walking to the school to go to church, there was a man waiting outside a house to get in. He looked pretty decent, holding some papers as if he was working or something, maybe mid thirties. I never know if I should say "Buenos dias", or just walk by. He looked respectable, though, so as I approached, I kind of looked at him to gauged his response. He didn't say anything, until I was right in front of him, and it wasn't "Buenos dias".

3. Washers and dryers. They are just so lovely to have right in your own house. I think laundry is one of the biggest stresses for all the teachers. Jocelyn, for instance, does hers by hand, because that's what her family told her to do. It takes her 3 or 4 hours if all goes well, but she still ends up with sore muscles from scrubbing her clothes and scraps on her knuckles. It's pretty brutal. Others take theirs to normal laundromats, which isn't bad, just hard to find time to do it. My mom has been nice enough to take mine to laundromats for me, but she always says the dryers don't work, so my clothes are on display either outside the house, or laying around everywhere inside drying. I also never see them do laundry, so I feel guilty doing mine so often--often meaning once every 2 or 3 weeks. I'm strategizing about how to make my clothes last another wear longer.

Mexican Fourth of July

All the teachers had planned on having a fourth of July party, and our regional coordinator, Teo, told us that he had a grill that we could use. He said it was little, but we had no idea...

We got a bigger, better one a little later one, but this was what we started with. As we all were bashing this mockery of a grill, Teo pointed out that even this tiny thing was an American product. It was a fun party though. Hot dogs with cheese,"spicy" cheetoes, fruit, popcorn with salsa, soda, and most importantly, cheesecake.

After we were all too full for our own good, we played a round of ImaginIff. It was pretty hilarious. Jacque had taken some cold medicine, which she doesn't normally do, and she was acting pretty crazy. We were partners in crime, scheming away in our yellow chairs. Little did Joce know that we could see her cards and if we were clueless, would just put down what she put down. We took our penalty for our action, moving back a few spaces, but ended up winning fair and square...mostly.

Zapotitlan

Yesterday, Jacque and I went with Jacque's brother and friend to San Juan Raya, which is an archeological site up in the mountains. Her brother's friend drove us there in his nice car, and on the smooth roads, we both felt like we could've been in Arizona, except that the mountains here were green instead of brown. We listened to the song "Angels" about five times, and since it was the only one we sort of knew (thanks to David Archuleta's cover), we tried to sing along. Once we got there and failed at negotiating our entrance fee, we got our tour guide and headed off. The first thing we came to was a really shady bridge that reminded me of Indiana Jones. Jacque's brother made sure to rock it so that we had a really difficult time walking across.

The tour guide showed us a lot of cactus and told us about the fruits that it produced, medicinal uses, and other interesting facts that I tried to pick up. This tree is called una pata de elefante, or an elephants foot. They were all over the place, but this one was just the right size to allow us to express our inner tree-huggers.A lot of the tour was also looking at fossils, but the coolest part was the dinosaur footprint at the end of the tour, preserved in the riverbed. Why I forgot to take a picture, I don't know. It was huge though--three big toes in the dried mud. Supposedly there were more, but that was a different tour and we would have to pay more.

On our way back, we stopped in the city of Zapotitlan and walked up to this strange park. It was up at the top of a hill, and there was a dirty, green pool and "gardens". It was weird because no one was there, except the tadpoles in the pool and a gardener. What we didn't understand was what he was gardening. There were trees, but that was about it as far as plants went. The trees were pretty cool though, all twisted and growing crooked.


By now we were pretty hungry, so we went to this really nice looking restaurant that Jacque's brother's friend knew of. Again, it was deserted, and it looked like they weren't even expecting people. They had to set that table after we sat at it, and they didn't bring us a menu. The hostess was really nice, and I think the restaurant is famous for one thing, so that's what they gave us. There was one plate of palmitas, which are a cactus flower that we learned about on our tour earlier, and another plate of some bigger looking plantish things, but I forget what they were called. We ate them on yummy homemade tortillas like tacos. But, before they brought any of that, they brought us a plate of toasted, roasted, crispy caterpillars.


Anything's good with some salt and lime juice, right?