Change of heart...

So yesterday was my mental/emotional breakdown day. Unfortunately, my parents had to be on the other end of the phone to experience it. Not so good. Anyway, after laying in bed thinking alot last night, I realized that I was being stupid about this whole thing. Honestly, who gets to come down to Guatemala?? I am very lucky that I am getting to do this whole thing, and am getting to learn some more Spanish. I can tell that it has gotten better in the short amount of time that I have been going to the school. Anyway, just throwing this apology out there to whoever may have read my previous entry. Who wants to hear complaining all the time? Sorry about that and I am trying to be more positive about everything. I need to do some soul-searching and maybe all this alone time will be good for that.

Yes, I'm alive

So I'm finally sitting down to write another post. Why? you ask. Well there is absolutely positively freakin' nothing to do around here. I am in Antigua, Guatemala right now going to language school and living with a family. Doesn't sound too bad....oh but it is. A) Every single person in the family is 80 years old, B) I am only in language school for 6 hours of the day, leaving the rest of the day for me to walk around alone. There are some positives I guess. I've gotten the alone time I really wanted while I was in the States, although I would say this is taking it to the extreme. I am learning some Spanish, so I guess you could say "mission accomplished." Other than that, I have reread 2 of my books twice each, trying to pass the time, have walked approximately 10-15 miles since I got here, and have learned to live without television or phone. Saying that, I can't WAIT to get back to the states. Only 2 more weeks. It's my goal to leave here on Friday and find a decent hotel with a good bed (yeah, those don't really exist down here so much) and a tv to remain sane before I am sent out into the remote area where the clinic is. They definitely don't have tv there. I probably need to find some mosquito-repellant also...they love me here. I probably have somewhere around 20-30 bites at this point. I think there is a stray one in the room that I sleep in, and this one is particularly vicious. Anyway, enough complaining for today. Time to go shopping I guess (which basically means looking at the same things over and over and trying to ignore the vendors that are harrassing you incessantly). Fun times.

Adios mis queridos amigos!

Alright, so it's finally here. I'm leaving manana (in other words, tomorrow). My exciting, yet scary trip begins somewhat tomorrow night. I will be leaving with Dad and Aynsley to head for Atlanta as soon as I get off of work. I don't know when I will be able to blog again...maybe by Thursday or so. Til then, I will be "roughing" it in the jungles of Guatemala, which many of you know, is a big step into the unknown for me. I look forward to hearing from you all and reading about your adventures here in the good ole' US of A while I am embarking on many different terrifying excursions of my own. Any advice or words of encouragement are welcome, and needed, while I am facing some "interesting" adventures. Hope to hear from you all in the weeks to come!