Sunday, May 28, 2006


The other day Tony was over here at our place. Tony is the guy, for you Warner people, who helps us build homes when our groups come into town. For those of you that worked on the addition, he was there a lot of the time. When I mentioned I was from the college, he said ¨oh yeah! Good guys¨, and then said he remembered Dana, who learned her Spanish in Spain, and Virginia who dubbed herself Lady Knight or something.

Last night at church we had youth service and then tostadas afterward, and then a futbol game in the road and in the church parking lot. We played boys against girls, or muchachos vs. muchachas, and it was a really good time. I can´t ever remember playing soccer beyond school PE, and so I had no idea what I was doing. That´s not a terribly good thing when most of these kids have grown up playing soccer. It was fun, anyway. We played for quite a long time.

At one point in the game one of the girls, Geno I think, grabbed the ball in her hands and threw it, and then another girl did the same. I don´t know if it was just to have fun, or out of frustration for our lack of goals made, but it was funny nonetheless. I had just been kidding around with Luis, saying ¨futbol americano¨ and shoving him. Finally I picked up the ball, tucked it in my arm, and ran like a football player toward the goal, severely shoving Chuy in the process, and nearly taking out the goalie. I made a goal! Well, it was the only way I knew how. I really enjoyed that.. I always wanted to play real football, but never did. I didn´t even care that I scratched my hands on the second rate plywood on the side of the building.

Unfortunately we had to leave early for fear that our gate would be locked, and so we kinda left the party half finished.

I think from now on I´m carrying my camera everywhere. I´m upset that I didn´t get any pictures of our makeshift parking lot futbol.

Saturday, May 27, 2006

How many Spanish words do you know?

At the end of June the staff here is giong to have a ¨summer school¨ for the kisd from the camps, or rather a Vacation Bible School. They will bring in about 70 more kids in addition to the 30 or so we already have. I´m pretty sure it will be a crazy week. In preparation for this they are drawing and painting large pictures to go along with lessons, cutting out letters for signs, preparing crafts. In all of this Stephanie and I are helping in the late mornings, up in the supply room. I´ve been doing a lot of painting of biblical characters lately. The staff also work on these for a little bit after the kids leave. These girls put in long, long days. They are here at 7, worked hard with these kids, and then are here until about 4 or a little after. Brigida, who has the Kinder class, also helps out in the morning.

One day after the kids left we were sitting around upstairs and Stephanie and I didn´t have anything to do, so we sat on the couch and decided to name all the Spanish words we knew. Pretty annoying, and quite amazing to think of all the things we know. Acquiring another language is tricky business, and it surprises me how many words I can actually recite. Of course vocabulary is one thing and proper sentence structure is another. Whenever I´m struggling to come up with a sentence, and I´m doing it one word at a time I do it in the order that the English words are said, which isn´t always right. A shirt I saw in L.A. pretty much sums it up: yo hablo Spanglish. Because the girls who work here understand English you can find us using sentences half in English and half in Spanish.

Cande and I talk a lot about different words in English and Spanish. She is a marvel, a middle age woman who is constantly wanting to learn English. She mentioned yesterday that she was going to clean the phone because it had flour on it. She wanted to know how to say ¨el telefono tiene harina¨ in English, which I translated as ¨the telephone has flour¨. She then she assumed that ¨tiene¨ means ¨has¨, but I had to actually think about it and tell her that one person or thing ¨has¨ something, while one or more persons or things ¨have¨ something. And that the word for a THING is it. And that things in English aren´t male or female... she thought that was pretty funny when I said that, because I don´t know the word for male and female in Spanish. I told her that things in English weren´t a man or a woman. So that seems like preperation for teaching English in Korea... all the crazy exceptions of English.

Also, Cande said ¨mucho vasos¨ and wanted to know how to say it in English. Well, I told her a lot=mucho, and cups=vasos, but really you would say ¨A lot of cups¨. Where does the of come from? Of in Spanish is ¨de¨, and you don´t use it in the Spanish sentence. Translating can get confusing.

Stephanie this week has been pretty sick and so she couldn´t work on Thursday or Friday. She´s feeling much better now. The only thing worse than being sick is being sick away from home. Willibaldo, one of the Kinders was so cute, he kept asking about her, and if she was sick. I´d tell him yes, and then he´d ask me again 20 minutes later.

On Tuesday while we were out walking at the market I mentioned to Brigida an event from last year that I really liked. Saturday nights they have a youth service, which last year I always went to, and one night they had food afterward. Everyone was assigned to bring one thing, and out of all of it we made tostadas (on flat shells). I mentioned to her that I liked that a lot, because it was fun to just stand around with everyone and chat and eat and such. She said ¨okay!¨ and the next night at church she organized it again, so that this Saturday we´re having another tostado night. Just like that. I have such power. :)

Because we have a tv and the video store rentals are mostly English, we´ve rented some more. Unfortunately we can´t read the back of the movies, so we can´t read the blurbs on what the movies are about. We picked up a recent romantic comedy with Reese Witherspoon and Mark Ruffalo, both whom I like a whole lot. It turned out to be ¨Just like Heaven¨ and really stupid. Don´t waste your time on that one.

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

Segundo Semana

Second week here.

We had a relaxing weekend. Friday night we spent the night at the Maceda house. It involved me sharing a twin bed with Luvia, and Stephanie sharing a twin bed with Sarai. That was not very comfortable.

Saturday we (Stephanie, Luvia, Sarai, and I) went to the globos, or the market, in San Quentin, which is about 15 miles south of this town. There is a traveling market that comes to this town every Tuesday, and the market must be explained. There are a few things they offer. 1) used goods from the states, like clothes, shoes, knick knacks. Think large yard sale. 2) Food: chiles, spices, vegetables, fruits. Also snacks like churros, horchata, chamoy, chips, fruits ready to eat, etc. 3) new goods like clothes, hair accessories, shoes, and more. All of this is set up on tables and under tarps in the neighborhood streets. This is the local market.

The San Quentin market is a little more consistent, I think, and is operated from booths that have garage-like doors. But, it´s all the same stuff being sold. We went there, shopped around, and then went to another store in town that the girls wanted to go to. After that we stopped in Santa Fe, where the Macedas have been building a house for years, and said hi to the family. We four girls then drove out to the beach, and Stephanie and I kept track of how far it was from our home to the beach. It turns out to be about 3 and a half miles! Yikes. We had hoped to bike that on Thursday and stopped at about 1 and a half.

Sunday we decided to try it out, so we biked to the beach the 3.5 miles. I don´t think it would be so bad on cement, but everything´s covered in a layer of sand and bumpy. Stephanie did alright, but man... I didn´t like it. We laid around the beach reading and sleeping, and then headed back after about 3 hours. The ride back was much worse for me... my behind already hurt, my legs were already tired, and it was a hotter part of the day. I don´t see myself doing that again very soon. And, although I put on a lot of sunscreen, parts of my legs got sunburned. ouch. When we got back we bought a pizza and vegged in front of a movie.

Last week I finished reading The Heart is a Lonely Hunter by Carson McCullers. Sunday I read The Moon is Down by John Steinbeck. Monday I read The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe from the Narnia series, which I had never read before. I loved all of these books. Last night I started reading America and Americans by Steinbeck, a collection of his essays from his journalism. I really, really like Steinbeck, and so I´ve brought a few books of his to read.

We ventured into unknown territory Monday night when we stopped in at the video store and rented a movie... I´d never done that before. Most of the movies are in English with Spanish subtitles. We wanted to rent Munich, but they didn´t have it in, so we rented A Day Without Mexicans, a movie I´ve wanted to see for a while. While the premise is good (that without Mexicans, or any latinos, the state of California would not be able to survive), the presentation was choppy, mixed up, and a little too sci-fi.

Yesterday we walked to the globos here in town, solely to look for churros to eat, and I ate too many.

Monday, May 22, 2006

Here is a picture of the fire that occurred Saturday night, courtesy of :

Sunday, May 21, 2006


Sad news.

Last night on our way back from church Stephanie and I planned to stop and get some ice cream. The road was crowded on the way into town, and we saw why: There was a huge fire raging in a building on the main street. For those of you who know this town, it was the 3rd building on the left, just past the light.

The fire was enormous... balls of fire rolling up into the sky. We went to the Thrifty ice cream store and we sat there watching it from the store with the store owners. We asked if they knew how it happened and they said no. We asked what building it was, and it turned out to be the Mercado Alianza, a supermarket in town, and in actuality I think it´s the biggest one in town. We watched it burn and burn and burn, and even a telephone pole caught on fire. It seemed to get bigger and so Stephanie and I decided to head home. Unfortunately I didn´t have my camera with me and I couldn´t get any good shots from my place.

I just finished reading ¨The Heart is a Lonely Hunter¨ by Carson McCullers. It takes place in a small Southern town of about 30,000 people, where when things happen everybody knows about it, which is what seemed to happen here last night. There were so many people out in the street, stopped traffic, and so many bystanders taking it all in. Lots of people on their cell phones, and we even saw one teenage girl sticking her cell phone out of the window of her car to take pictures.

Saturday, May 20, 2006

Political conversations in Spanish

Because Cande and I have spent a lot of time together our conversations get beyond simple things, although Stephanie and I have been teaching her how to say ¨I am awesome¨ in English.

I asked her about what party in Mexico she likes. Government in Mexico is actually stable, but the party system is a little weird. There has technically been more than one party, but the PRI party has controlled almost all of the government since the Revolution in the early 1900s, and it has involved much corruption. In 2000 Vicente Fox was elected and he was the first president from another party besides PRI, and Fox is a part of PAN party. For more on this sort of information, read Opening Mexico, which you can look at here: . It´s a very good, very informative, and very easy to read account of the current state of affairs in Mexico as well as the events leading up to the election of Fox.

Cande mentioned Bush putting soldiers at the border, and so we began to talk about immigration (on my part) and emigration (on her part). It was so nice to have this conversation with a Mexican. I said that a lot of people in the states are upset because many of the immigrants do not come to America with papers. Cande agreed that people should have papers to go and work. I mentioned that I couldn´t, and wouldn´t, just go to another country and work and live without permission. She mentioned the fact that in Mexico there is not a lot of work, and I said I understood, but said that the government in Mexico needs to be better. She wholeheartedly agreed with that. I said that if people had papers, then it´s totally fine, but America can´t have everybody. Mexico needs people, too.

Then last night I had a conversation with Pedro about politics. He thinks the PRI party is corrupted (and I agree.. they´ve been known to steal money from the country and build huge houses and put money in banks in Switzerland). He said when Fox (of the PAN party) was campaigning he promised more jobs, better police, better government, but after nearly 6 years none of that has happened. Pedro says Fox may have promised more jobs, but they´re all the States, or high up government jobs.

Pedro also asked me why we have so many shootings at schools in America. I couldn´t answer that question. The only thing I could come up with is that guns in America are legal, whereas they´re illegal in Mexico, but I told him ¨no se¨, or ¨I don´t know¨.

Friday, May 19, 2006

Living in Mexico

Okay, we´re going to try this again.

It´s interesting being back here and living in the same little apartment I did the last time I was here. I forgot that the bathroom smells, and I am starting to recognize all the little quirks of the place. One of the first nights I was in the bathroom brushing my teeth and I heard little noises from the bedroom. It took me half a second to realize that Stephanie was living there as well. I had gotten into the ¨I´m living in Mexico¨ mode and was thinking I was by myself. It is nice having Stephanie here. My social life now has picked up. Before when I was here I only went out to church, and to the store and the internet cafe, but since Stephanie is here to do things with, we go out a lot more.

Tuesday night we went and hung out at the church and at the Pastor´s house. Pastor Pedro´s family is the family we have stayed with while on week-long trips to this town, and so his family has sort of become our family. When I say sister, it is referring to one of his four daughters, Lubia, Sarai, Abigail, or Areli. We have a lot of fun sitting around their house, which is what we did for hours on Tuesday night. Our Spanish skills are limited, and their English skills are almost non existant, but we still make jokes and goof around. Stephanie and I enjoy acting silly, and they just laugh at us.

Wednesday night we went to church, and the service was very pentecostal, something I´m used to because I attended this church while I lived here before, but when our American groups are here, it´s not quite like this, which I think is because of a lack of time with all of the translating that has to happen. There was an evangelist that came and spoke, he did an altar call, and was praying for the longest time, when Stephanie and I decided to sneak out and go to the Pastor´s house (next door) and see the Pastor´s wife, Leti, because she hadn´t been in church. Her head hurt, and she and Areli were watching tv, so we sat down to watch with them. It soon turned to watching the new King Kong, dubbed in Spanish. I hadn´t seen the movie before, but because of the part we watched (giant insects in a jungle) I doubt I´ll be watching it anytime soon.

Steph and I also learned that the word ¨Gacho¨ in Spanish means gross, nasty, awful, ugly, and we were throwing it around until Leti, about ten minutes LATER, decided to tell us that Christians don´t use that word. Thanks a lot Leti.

I also forgot how exhausting it is to be working with the kids here. Not only are you exhausted because you´re working with the kids all day (and they are major high-energy), but your brain is tired from trying to figure out how to speak to them in your limited Spanish. Do this, don´t do that, sit down, listen, don´t hit him, etc, are all things that you´re trying to say all day, among other things. I´ve snuck away to the kitchen to work with Cande, and left Stephanie to duke it out with the kids most of the time. The toddlers are precious, and the older ones are crazy.

Cande is the cook, and has worked here for probably 16 or 17 years. She is a woman who has been through a lot. She has one son, with a wife and a couple of children. She lost a son a few years ago, at the age of 18, in a car accident. Her husband had a stroke a couple of years ago, and Cande takes care of him. I think Cande might be a woman of steel. She works incredibly hard. I´ve been helping her clean up after breakfast, prepare a little for lunch, and clean up after lunch. My feet hurt at the end of the day, and it´s hard for me to imagine Cande doing this all by herself, but she does it.

Stephanie and I have been making observations about the kids, like the fact that kids all over the world try to eat play-doh, they all want to be pushed on the swings, and they love when an adult will get on the trampoline (or brincoline in Spanish, ¨brincar¨ meaning ¨to jump¨).

Stephanie mentioned how much the kids beat up on each other. At their homes I think a lot of them do not have parental supervision, and when I´ve visited the camps where these kids are from most of them run around the streets together as kids. I´m fairly certain that if we were to leave our kids alone it would also turn into survival of the fittest, but most of our kids are watched constantly and admonished quickly when a fight breaks out. With little supervision, the toughest of these kids will win the toy car that everyone wants. These children are not afraid to throw hard punches, at the young ages of four or five.

For those of you who don´t know, the place where I am staying operates as a daycare for children whose parents work low paying jobs. A good number of them work in the fields, while some clean houses, or make bricks. The majority of the children come from Native Indian backgrounds and have very dark skin and black hair. Sarai and Lubia, our sisters, pick strawberries in the field, and in church we asked Sarai how much she makes. With Lubia, she picks for about 9 hours, and they get paid 12 pesos per flat. In 9 hours they pick about 30 flats together, so they make about 16 dollars for 9 hours of work. Young girls, at 16 and 21, can work that fast.

Steph and I de-stemmed and washed a couple of flats of strawberries early this week. I cannot do that work without thinking about who I know that picked the strawberries, bending over all day. It could be one of our kids´ parents, a relative of someone I know in town, or perhaps our sisters, Sarai and Lubia. Sarai´s fingers were stained with strawberry picking.

After the kids left yesterday Stephanie and I were planning to go running, but it´s really warm here, so we decided to try to ride our bikes out to the beach instead. Well, I haven´t really ridden a bike since I was a kid and it´s hard work! We rode for about 20 minutes, and still weren´t to the beach, so I´m thinking I underestimated how far it is. We turned around (I´ll confess, it was at my whining), and headed home. 40 minutes of bike riding was quite a workout, especially in the layer of sand that covers everything- yikes!

Also, last night I read through the Korean phrasebook that I bought, and made flashcards. You might find some humor in the mental picture of me saying aloud all the vowels and saying them over and over as I look at the character assigned to each, hoping to memorize them. I´m actually learning a lot about the structure of their language and how the characters fit together to make words. Stephanie and I are wondering what we´ve gotten ourselves into, going to Korea. The Korean word for hello is ¨annyong haseyo¨, and for Arrested Development fans, it´s quite humorous. ¨annyong!¨

This morning I woke up not feeilng well, dizzy and nauseated, so I stayed in bed. I took some pepto bismol and felt a lot better. Stephanie thinks I might be dehydrated, and I think she would be right. Tonight she and I have been invited by Sarai to spend the night at their house. They´re used to having us stay at their house when we´re in town, so I think Sarai wants us to hang out.

Unfortunately, I cannot get the picture thing to work, so this blog will be photoless.

Thursday, May 18, 2006

i just wrote a long post, and it got lost, and i´m not typing it out again. Maybe later.

Monday, May 15, 2006

Viva Mexico

We made it to Mexico! We drove all day yesterday, leaving about 9:15am from the Houser residence, making a couple quick stops, and then heading on the 210 East, for those of you who know L.A. We got on the 15South, which I only know because I´ve been to Temecula before. We stopped in Escondido for gas, to add some oil, pump up our bike tires, etc. We had gotten an In-n-Out location guide and found one on the north side of San Diego.

Driving in a car for many hours leads to stupid conversations. At point we resorted to doing our best Hans and Frans impressions, and even included the fact that it was Mother´s Day. I think Stephanie´s best line, in her Hans voice, was ¨I thank my mama for giving me these guns¨ and then she kissed her biceps.

At some point I think one of us said ¨well, here we go¨ and we ran for the border. We were SO worried about all of the stuff we had in the car. We moved the backpacks down (which were sitting at the very front of all our things, right between us), and tried to discreetly cover things with a pillow. We came up with a ton of excuses for why we had all these things, such as the people we were going to drop it off with in San Diego weren´t home, we were actually going camping, but the last one seemed a bit faulty, because who takes lamps camping?

All of our worries were unfounded, which I assumed was going to be the case. I didn´t see a single guard, and we went right through. We joke that the guards were off seeing their mamas for Mother´s Day. We drove straight through Tijuana and down to Ensenada where we stopped at the Gigante and then quickly got back on the road. Not only is it a little strange to be without a group, but it´s also felt a bit odd for Stephanie and I to be doing this by ourselves. After Ensenada there really isn´t much of anything and so I just prayed that we wouldn´t get a flat or have the engine burn up or something... we´d be in big trouble then!

But nothing happened (Thank you God!) and we arrived in town about 5pm. We unloaded quickly and ran off to church where we got to see our Mexican family, our friends, and sit through a long service. We don´t understand much, so I always just read my Bible or think about things during the service.. it´s actually a really nice time.

So here we are. Today is a day for maestros, or teachers, and so we only had 7 kids show up and there´s no regular school for the kindergarteners. Tomorrow I´m sure we´ll be back at around the 35 that Brigida now says they have.

A big holla and shout out (a day after the fact) to our Mamas, Jackie and Ingrid, for being so cool with us just hopping on the highway and going to Mexico until July. You ladies are just grand.

We have lots of pictures from our trip, so hopefully sometime soon I can figure out how to put them on this computer and share them with you all.

Saturday, May 13, 2006

L.A.=Lounging Around

I'm sorry. I forgot to mention in the last post that we played the alphabet game in the car a whopping ONE TIME and Stephanie won. You see, I was ahead most of the game, but got stuck on Z and Stephanie caught up. By the time we were in a town we saw a sign for Sizzler. Stephanie saw it first, freaked out and yelled "Z! Z! Z!" and I nearly had a heart attack. She won, and almost killed me in the process.

I also forgot to mention for a select few of my readers that we passed by the infamous Rice Hill, and drove past Grants Pass where Tom Kunke spilled the infamous beans. Blue Steel forever! Even when one of our own sins.

Today Stephanie and I went to see the great sites of the town we're staying in. Sorry Emily and Graham, but that took about 20 minutes. We played some Nintendo, watched Lyndsey's demo reel of acting parts, and then took off to see the sites of L.A. Lyndsey and Gerry were so gracious to us and drove us around to some sites. I've never been in a tourist in L.A., always driven straight through.

We took in Olvera Street, the oldest street in Los Angeles. We took off to Hollywood and Grauman's Chinese Theater- very different than I expected, but fun. I think I try to play cool a lot to avoid looking like a tourist, but in Hollywood it seems like everyone's a tourist, so I just jumped on board and took a lot of pictures. I found Gregory Peck's handprints and took a picture. There was also some DVD premier of "High School Musical" about to happen across the street, and although I have no idea what that is, I took a picture of the red carpet and gates. Oooo. It's funny- Hollywood seems so unreal, and then you see it, and it seems much TOO real, and loses its magic, I think. That's for the better, I'm sure.

We drove through Beverly Hills, and back up to the home of Lyndsey's friend Lorraine who we met in February when Lyndsey and Lorraine made a road trip to Portland. We brought take out to the house and had the grand tour, it's a beautiful home up in the Pasadena hills.

Tomorrow Stephanie and I drive into Mexico. It seems like it's not happening because of all this tourist action, but tomorrow we'll be eating from taco stands and trying to speak Spanish. Hopefully sometime soon I can get some pictures online. I know you want to see pictures of us being tourists.

Friday, May 12, 2006

Alive in L.A.

Stephanie and I left Portland early Wednesday morning. My parents were there to see us off, and Natalie and Amanda, our two other roommates, cooked us a wonderful breakfast. Of course no trip to Mexico in a van is complete without it being stuffed to the brim with things, and so my dad coordinated us doing exactly that. I found myself saying (as we packed in our personal belongings) "I think I can fit one more thing in this spot" and then turning around to say to my mom "I have become my father".

We took off about 7am and just drove. It's amazing how quickly you can get to places without the usual 30+ people and 5 or so vans. We stopped in Ashland for our last chance at full service gas until Mexico, and our last chance at no sales tax! We drove and drove and tried desperately to find the In-n-Out in Redding, but unfortunately we ended up eating Taco Bell in Anderson. It was in the mid-90s at lunchtime- ugh! We were definitely out of place in our jeans and t-shirts.

We took off for the bay area, and made it to Berkeley Wednesday evening. We stayed with a friend of mine, Rachel, who shares a house with roommates. Stephanie and I conked out on the couch, but were up the next morning to explore. Rachel had a class at her school, but pointed us in the direction UC Berkeley, and we walked around admiring the large architecture, the bell tower, and all of the people. I decided that if Warner wants to get really collegiate looking, it needs a bell tower. And add on gargoyles, please.

We went to Telegraph and shopped some, and then walked back home. According to Stephanie our plans were to "hang out in the morning and then do whatever in the afternoon". Sounds good to me! Went to the post office (the workers there are quite friendly), found a couple stores, and the largest Target I've ever seen. We noticed while walking around Berkeley that people are either
a)on cell phones
b)listening to an ipod
c)talking to themselves.

And I'm serious about that last one.

Our only venture into the city was for a concert Thursday night- two bands I've never listened to, Hem and Over the Rhine. Both great bands, I really enjoyed it, but for some reason Stephanie and I were both REALLY tired, and couldn't wait to get to sleep.

This morning we woke up and did a nice morning routine with Rachel- stopped at Peet's and then got great pastry at a co-op. It was a beautiful morning- perfect weather. The only downside to our stay there was that it was so cloudy that even though we had a view of the bay, we couldn't see anything.

We took off this morning and headed for Salinas, where we stopped at the John Steinbeck museum. I'm a little bit of a nerd in the fact that I love these types of museums about peoples' lives and events and those short documentary type films that show every 27 minutes. Getting to see all of this information about John Steinbeck was so cool, as I've just recently, in the past year or so, started reading and enjoying his books. Visiting the museum gave me the hint that I have a lot more ground to cover.

We finally found an In-n-Out and enjoyed it immensely. We stayed on 101 and took a route to L.A. that I've never taken before... a gorgeous green valley which is starkly different than the I-5 trip that I'm familiar with. It was such a nice change. We got stuck in some Santa Barbara and Thousand Oaks traffic, but we've arrive safely near Pasadena, where we're staying with our friend Graham's family who have generously let us stay with them. We don't have definite plans for tomorrow... it probably includes more hanging out and doing whatever. After student teaching and all of the hubbub of moving out of Tabor House, and cleaning out stuff, and running errands, it's nice to sit back and do nothing.

Maybe one or two of you care, but this has been a playlist for us, in no particular order:
Mates of State: Bring it Back
Sufjan Stevens: Michigan, Seven Swans
Damian Jurado: I Break Chairs
mewithoutYou: Catch for Us the Foxes
Sigur Ros: a mix Natalie made
Nichole Nordeman: Woven and Spun
Of Montreal: Sunlandic Twins (i think that's what it's called?)
My "hey, we're old!" mix of songs
Decemberists: Picaresque
Anathallo: Holiday at the Sea, Floating World
Headphones: Headphones
Sasparilla Jug Band
Walk the Line soundtrack

Monday, May 08, 2006

We graduated! That's exciting.

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Stephanie and I leave early Wednesday morning to travel South.