While student teaching in Venezuela, we learned how to have fun with not much money. One of the American teachers had stolen a couple of striped beach towels from an upscale hotel, and she had been sneaking into the hotel pool for years. “Just carry the towel and act like you belong,” Linda said. Christy… Continue reading Worst Weekend Getaway Ever
Category: Venezuela
Salsa and Salsa
We had been student teaching in Venezuela for three weeks. Linda and some of the other teachers at our school, Campo Alegre, decided to take us to the beach. We grabbed our suits and climbed into Linda’s car and took the highway through the long tunnels down to the Caribbean Sea. Kristy and I had… Continue reading Salsa and Salsa
One Flood, Two Fishermen
Kristy and I met at ISU. We had been around the world together, at least to Venezuela where we did our student teaching, plus Ecuador, Peru and Colombia. Now we were roommates in the middle of nowhere, Nebraska. As the story goes, I applied for the third grade teaching job, the principal interviewed me, showed… Continue reading One Flood, Two Fishermen
FIRST DATE, WORST DATE EVER! 