It was sad realizing that we were the last of 18 years of JVs living in our house, so I took some pictures to commemorate the occasion. Looking back now, it looks a lot more rough than I ever thought it did. The laundry picture reminds me of buildings in Belize City. It was a wonderful experience to live there though and really live in conditions much unlike those I'm used to. Dealing with the noise of constant parties and barking dogs, hearing the metro and buses whiz by our house, not knowing the language being spoken around me, and living in an area that's not super safe to walk around in after dark, was eye-opening and humbling. I feel like I got a small taste of what my students face everyday and what is "normal" for them.
{juicy oranges from Celia's tree}
{air drying laundry in our "backyard"}
{my room}
{"view" from my window}
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