I could not have ended my trip in a place better than Cartagena. Although my visit started off on a precarious foot (bus driver took me to get off on the wrong stop and I ended up walking 1 hour with all my bags in 90+ degree weather). I ended up having a fabulous time. From visiting private islands avoiding the ever present temptation to burn my skin to a nice red crisp, to partying on the rooftops with my new found friends Cartagena kissed me with soft south american lips before sending me back to the ever green state of Washington and the ever demanding state of adulthood. Louisiana here I come.
Medellin has my salsa heart. In this beautiful city I took Spanish classes by day and Salsa lessons by night. Eerily similar to Seattle I felt at home between the invasive dampness and hipster inhabitants
It has been a long time. A lot has happened and even more changes have taken place. My blog puts me back on the shores of the Galapagos Islands still swimming with the turtles. And as much as I find myself wanting to return to that place, I know without a doubt in my mind that I am supposed to be where I am at this very time and place.
Over the past 6 months I have traveled through Colombia, returned home, taken (and passed!!) teaching tests, moved to Louisiana, taught in Mississippi, and returned to Louisiana to start a full time Spanish teaching position. While I don’t think it is possible to fully and accurately tell the stories of my past 6 months I am going to try. I am going to attempt to update my blog starting in the Galapagos all the way up to present day. Hopefully through the help of pictures, my journal, and my memory a decently realistic update will ensue. Hopefully, I will have enough energy over the next couple of weeks to stick to it. Wish me luck.
I’m going to let the pictures do the talking this time.