New Look!

Since I didn't have a whole lot to update about, I thought I would change up the look of the blog itself. A lightbulb went off in my head the other day that I didn't have to stick with that North American-looking tree as the background of the blog and decided it would make more sense to have a Guatemalan photo instead. Photo credits go to Mr. Mike :)

The rest of the school week went really well as the students finished up their third quarter exams and no one else peed their pants. We got to see the second grade "Wax Museum" where the students dressed up as and researched a person who has changed the world. There were some George Washington's, a Mother Teresa, a Paul McCartney (this kid presented her information in a British accent-- A+ for sure), and an Aaron Rogers. The kids were very creative and worked hard to know all about their person and, as you can see, put a lot of thought into which person they considered "world-changing."

Paul and her bandmates

Friday after school I played rugby with some friends and then we went to a bar near our school to watch the Kansas game. It was there that I met a real live magician. Like the kind that do magic for a living. He plays rugby with Colin and the other rugby crew and went to magic school in Buenos Aires, Argentina. If I had known such a place existed, I may have chosen a different career path! Anyway, I'm going to try my best to explain this one trick he did that almost made me pee my pants. He put one coin (a Quetzal, not a trick coin mind you) in his hand and squeezed it tightly, having Aubrey grasp her hands around his to secure it even more. Then he put three coins in my hand and had me make a fist and hold on tightly with both hands. He said some things, honestly I can't remember what, and then he opened his hand and there was no coin. And then... I opened my hands... and I had FOUR coins! It was unreal! I actually screamed and was shouting, "NO! No way!" for an extended period of time. I'm blogging about this because I still can't explain it and was thinking you all might want to take a stab at it (though, I must say faithful readers, I don't get a whole lot of feedback from ya'll... just sayin'!) ;)

This is what "girls night" looks like

This weekend we had a "girls night" in Antigua. I got there a lot later than everyone because of a change of plans throughout the day but we all ended up having a great time bonding, exploring new places in the city, and meeting some intensely random people. Who was the most intensely random person? A young Guatemalan boy wearing a Kansas Baseball athletic t-shirt. I FREAKED out on him and probably made him pee his pants (I'm going to continue making references to that event) as well as I asked him to take a picture with me. He had no clue what I was talking about since he probably had no idea that Kansas was a state or a place or a school or anything for that matter. I'm wondering if anyone knows exactly how excess athletic clothing actually makes its way down to Guatemala. Is there some clothing donation system? Or like a Guatemalan Goodwill? Or perhaps I'm not giving this kid enough credit and he was actually a member of the Kansas baseball team?

Go Jayhawks?

The rest of my day will probably be spent watching basketball, cleaning, and preparing for the school week. Aubrey and I almost have the entire Semana Santa trip planned and will hopefully also spend some time working on it today. Then just three short weeks until our parents are here and we have eleven days to take Guatemala by storm. The sun in shining here and though I'm missing you all, I hope you enjoy the rest of your weekend. Ciao!