My Main Jam!

When I decided to extend my trip in Mexico, I was forewarned by one of the volunteer coordinators that it would be really hard to leave after an extended stay, and she sure was right.

I never expected to meet really great, awesome friends from all over the world here in Mexico but that's pretty much what's been happening. I made a really really great friend at a crucial time during my journey and her name is Bek, short for Rebekah. She's a kick-ass awesome chick from the great state of Washington, think Seattle not white house.

It has been beyond a luxury to have a great friend who actually understands me here. As you can imagine, being a head-strong, gringa in a house full of indigenous young Mexicans with varying levels of English can be a challenge. So, it was so nice to have a really great friend to reassure me that I wasn't losing my mind :)


She understands the frustrations that come with not being able to understand Spanish as quickly as one would like, and  how different it is being so far away from home. (Mexico isn't too far away in terms of mileage, but in terms of lifestyle, daily routines even jokes, it can feel like another planet at times.)

She also knows how blessed we are to have the opportunity to live in another country, and have that country be as amazingly wonderful as Mexico.

She's the best wingWOMAN ever! She took a bullet for the team when we hung out with my crush and two of his super annoying friends.  She was always  willing to lend a listening ear and good advice.

If it was the end of the night and I was out of cash, she'd loan me the cash to take a cab home, just so I wouldn't have to walk.

If I was late to the party, which I usually am, she'd wait for me and make sure the group didn't make any big decisions for the night with out me.

She helped me with my spanish!!

When I was annoyed with a mutual friend, she listened to my side and gave me her honest opinion.

She introduced me to La Cruz, the black market here in Queretaro and we drank a milkshake out of a bag!!! (it's more gangster that way, picture a clear plastic bag with a straw)

WE WATCHED OLD SEASONS OF The REN AND STIMPY show!!!!  A show that I'm so happy I revisited as an adult because it's hysterical,  and totally inappropriate for children. Did you know that the sound track for the show incorporated really good music like from all sorts of genres from classical to jazz and swing? That's right, it went waaay beyond Happy Happy Joy Joy-- which still jams btw.

Anyhoo, needless to say I was heartbroken when she told me she some asses to kick back home in the U.S. and she had to go back with in a week! I was so sad, I cried. The tears just flowed and flowed, it was crazy! I think I'm a lot more emotional here because of the sun. But yep, I cried, it was just too sad that the bestest friend I made here has to go home, and soon I'd be back on my own.

I came here on this trip by myself to prove that I could do it. I'm a 25 year old woman, living in a foreign country where I'm not fluent in the language,  and Lord knows I've gained some Phoenix feathers by being here.

 Although I had to travel around the world to find her, I'm so glad that we now know each other, and instead of being sad that our time here in Mexico is finished, I'm grateful that it happened.

Bek, I miss you so much girl but I'll see you back home in the states!

Me and Bek with part of the crew #LostBoys Photo by Joel Maurico Perez Cano

Back is Beautiful!

Queretaro, the enchanting place where the school I teach for is located. 

Toodles Bitches, going to Mexico. 

Hola Que Honda Wey?? Hello what's up? I'm back and this time I'm writing to you from across the Rio Grande! That's right your girl is in Mexico! I was presented with a wonderful opportunity to volunteer in this marvelous country, and I jumped at the opportunity. I felt like I was stuck in a rut, for some, routine can be a pleasurable way to past the time, for me my weekly routine was becoming stifiling! So, I shocked my friends, my co-workers and myself- i kid i kid, and came to Mexico!

At the Graduation Ceremony of three of my students. Felicidades Viry, Alicia y Lalo! 

Even though I am very close to my home in terms of Kilometers, Mexico is a whole nother world let me tell you!






I am working for a school called El Puente de Esperanza, in english that's The Bridge of Hope. The school offers a rare opportunity for young, indigenous Mexicans living in poverty. The school believes that by affording these students an education and an opportunity to give back to their community through community service projects, I'll write more about those later, these students will be able to make viable contributions to their neighborhoods and to their country.




This trip has been wonderful, but my ass has been kicked literally, mentally and figuratively. It hasn't been a cake-walk. I'm not yet fluent in spanish pero poco a poco mi español es mejor! I've had some set-backs, not knowing my way around, and not being fluent in the language but behind every set-back awaits an ever sweeter victory.  The thing is I'm really turned on by challenges, maybe I'm a bit of a masochist but it's true. I like accomplishing things that aren't easy because if they were easy everyone would do it, but I can't lie it's been rough, but I'm addicted to the growth that I see in myself, and I know that when I return to the U.S. I won't be the same girl that boarded that flight. So, stay tuned! 


I'm black I'm back and I'm in Mexico! Orale!