Five Days Until…

I board a plane headed for San Pedro Sula, Honduras. The leetle brother is there, waiting for me, and since it’s been four and a half years since I’ve been there, I think I’m probably even much more excited than he is. Having been through a super-duper crazy fall, crammed full of weddings, has also heightened my looking forward to this trip. It’s practically like a honeymoon, honey-free!

While there, I intend to:

  • Go to Erandique to my old stomping grounds, and sit in the park and people-watch.
  • Look at the sky a lot. It’s much more interesting there than here.
  • Maybe go to the beach and eat camaron al ajillo while basking in the glorious sunshine.
  • Tie the brother up (her idea) and go gallivanting with an old friend who is now married with a kid, and still just as sarcastic as ever.
  • Eat baleadas every chance I get, not to mention mangoes and zambos picositos and tamales and lichas and tortillas and coffee and tacos and OH! Can’t wait. Honduran food really is my comfort food.
  • Admire the leetle brother being all grown up and running a bookstore and living on his own. Possibly try to bring him back home with me, or just stay there with him.

I may be too busy eating and seeing and smelling and being for pictures, but I shall try to post for you if I can get around to it. After all, what is an international trip, if not to make everyone else exceedingly jealous?

And this picture, just for Rosie. Also, it should make you slightly less hungry for these things since they look like misshapen blobs. 🙂

Every Fifteenth Picture

“Post every 15th picture!” they said. “It’ll be fun!” they said. So here goes- every 15th picture from my photo stream, except a few which I skipped because they were just published on here recently. My photo stream has an odd conglomeration of current and quite old pictures, which makes this even more random than usual.



Napoleon Dynamite/Rachel mashup. Decidedly disturbing. I downsized it so you wouldn’t have to see it up close. You’re welcome.

Wise words from a book I was reading. Bread and Wine, by Shauna Niequist. Such a fun read.

She sent me a selfie to wake up to when she was in Spain, or Portugal. Purdy. 🙂

From that time I went to Virginia for Sarah’s bridal shower, and we sat on the sidewalk, picturesquely drinking coffee.


What happens when Mia and I try to take pictures together.

Umm… I think this picture is Philip’s fault? Probably. It looks like something he’d send me.

Chai Pani in Asheville. Go. Eat the lemony okra fries.

My latte from Passenger Coffee in Lancaster, because one should always photograph latte art. Well worth my time and money.

Hah, this is what happens when one tries to photograph the Mocksville bike races after dark.

New England clam chowder in Chelsea Market, on my impromptu flying trip to NYC. It tasted much more exciting than it looks.

Um, ok?

Tricia!! My roommate from Illinois, now living in exciting and exotic places. Also, I love that she makes me look short.

Cathy and Tricia, who were some of my co-teachers in Mexico. They’re pretty awesome.