26 hour journey to Atlanta: We ate at Old Lady Gang

26 hour journey to Atlanta: We ate at Old Lady Gang

In commemoration of the new season of The Real Housewives of Atlanta (no, I do not watch this show or any other show for that matter-we have a Firestick and internet only.  No, not a fully loaded, or even partially loaded one, just the basic one where you pay for add-ons and subscriptions.  Let me back track, I did pay for the last 3 seasons of being Mary Jane because I LOVE MARY JANE PAUL.  She is me, I am her, we are Pauletta (in my soul at least).  Okay, and I have paid for the past 2 sessions of How to get Away with Murder but haven’t committed to splurging on the current season). Back to the matter at hand!  I didn’t blog about it, but I spent two weekends in a row in Atlanta this part September-can you believe that it’s already November?  Let’s hear it for Thanksgiving. Euphoria rings through my food-loving flesh at the thought of dressing With cranberry sauce Collards And cornbread baked to golden brown perfection in a cured, cast iron skillet [...]

Loved on by Black Queens in Albuquerque, New Mexico

Loved on by Black Queens in Albuquerque, New Mexico

I had the awesome opportunity to facilitate a conference in Albuquerque, New Mexico   No, I am not someone who has facilitated a conference in experiences past But I’ve done similar facilitator roles Like… teach a lesson re-teach a lesson lead a meeting train new hires using a curriculum initiate uncomfortable conversations with ex-boyfriends listen to their whack-ass arguments and use the asinine responses to build my case, come back with rapid fire, and ensure we never forgot my initial points debate with my mother, in attempt to bribe or convince her with a scheme Go back and forth, deliberating intellectually with teachers-in elementary school Yep, qualifications of a facilitator if you ask me (shoulders shrugging as my head tilts towards the right) [...]

Lost in the back of a cab in Coban

Lost in the back of a cab in Coban

I had a great time wandering in Coban.  Every time I set out on a mission to find a specific destination I end up encountering so much more.    Turning left instead of right, I always find something of interest.    From a street festival to a new restaurant.    Even people-watching is interesting and this is how I’m able to gather how people live and the daily functions of locals. [...]

Update on mi vida en Coban: The keyboard was calling me

Update on mi vida en Coban:                    The keyboard was calling me

It feels like forever since I have last posted! I am back from a lovely weekend at the plantation and have slowly crept back into my normal routine.  Well, I don’t actually have a routine per se. I struggle with the whole structure of routines.  I like to think I’m a free spirit and a routine is symbolic of a cage.  My wings can’t spread in a cage, not all the way open!  I’m kidding, because it’s slightly embarrassing to be almost 30 and still routine-phobic and serious at the same time. [...]

Coban Livin’

Coban Livin’

After convincing my boss, and myself that Coban was the best place to be, I moved! I have been here in Coban for 6 days.   Coban in completely different from Semuc Champey.  There are vast differences in the weather, accessibility to things, population, waste management system (aka garbage collection), and I see far fewer random, sickly dogs roaming around[...]