February 7, 2017 Abi

Every culture is a collection of unique individual communities. If, as Max Weinrich quipped, a language is merely a dialect with an army and a navy, then what we call a country’s culture is merely the sum of microcosmic social expectations that acknowledge a given ruling authority. For me, much of this past week has centered around both entering and establishing communities. What exactly are those communities? Of course, there’s the obvious single answer – Ecuadorian society – but a second evaluation quickly reveals a more nuanced response.  The main micro-community I’ve entered this past week has been my study…

January 29, 2017 Abi

Twelve hours till takeoff. Why do excitement and anxiety go together so well? I’m running over the items in my luggage again and talking myself through what will happen if I forget anything. Three and a half months. Three and a half months in Ecuador. Three and a half months away from Texas. I’ve never been away from home that long. I’ve never been out of North America. Boarding pass, immunization records, passport, visa documentation. Check, check, check, check. Clothes, medications, toiletries, shoes, a whole bunch of me-friendly snacks. All packed. International SOS registered. Laptop, camera, phone. I even gave in…