Saturday, August 1, 2015

Are You Listening?

In the states, high school and college foreign language classes are beneficial for helping students learn things (for example - verbs, nouns & adjectives, and common expressions).

When I was preparing to leave undergrad, I was very aware of things my foreign language classes left me still needing to learn. Specifically, after four years of formal high school and college classes, I remained unable to actually communicate in Spanish!

With all the foreign language teachers and other tools I encountered while trying to learn Spanish stateside, it seems no one ever emphasize the importance of listening practice. That is, filling one's ears with sounds of native speakers using the phrases and words I had experienced only on textbook pages or verbally from the mouths of fellow Americans who don't come close to producing the sound of a native speaker's speech.




Without learning how to hear speech from native speakers, a person will never reach the goal of communicating in the language.

As a new resident of Central America last summer, speech I heard in Honduras was so unintelligible to my ears that it made me question whether Hondurans spoke the same language I had studied for four years!

But now, I know the ear needs to develop familiarity with the way the language sounds in real life verbal conversations and communications.

And I have learned that this requires a lot of exposure and time. And patience. And faith.

My Fellow Addicts

Know who I like?
All those afflicted with addiction to travel.


I notice a bond particularly with people who go to a foreign place for the purpose of living there a while (as opposed to vacation or tourism).

I love conversations with travelers. Their perspectives are so interesting.

And a lot of times, travelers echo truths that have emerged for me during my journey...truths about life and mankind. I always get a kick out of that, and so do they.

In some of those conversations, I hear people describe what I realize is some type of travel phenomenon I have yet to experience but probably will down the road. Simply put, travelers have various ways of providing a sense of connectedness that I appreciate.

When they also have long blonde hair, a soft German accent, and eyes like the deep blue sea, I’d say this only heightens my appreciation.

Thursday, July 30, 2015

No Pare, Sigue! Sigue!

Today there was a quote I liked:
"If you can't stop thinking about it, don't stop working for it."




*No Pare, sigue! Sigue!
Translation: Don't stop, go on! Go on!

Sunday, July 26, 2015

Visitors


I love even fuzzy pics with homeboys who travel thousands
of miles and create an opportunity for us to reunite.

I was so pleased to see the first Tennessee faces to appear in these middle-of-nowhere mountains - faces that belong to my friends Al and Jordan Murphy.

I know people can’t always find the money to travel abroad for a visit…and people have busy lives that make it hard to find time to place a phone call...

Anyways, all I’ll say about it is when someone from home makes contact in some fashion, it sure feels nice.

Saturday, July 25, 2015

Stick A Fork In It


Year one is officially done!

It feels good to be celebrating twelve months here. My dream was always to live abroad for just that amount of time and then return home.

I can remember how much I didn't want to hear it when my living abroad advisor pointed out that many people get to the end of year one and up deciding they want to stay longer. They realize one year is too short for their experience.

Often, that amount of time ends up being just enough to learn the language, figure out how to exist in the new land, and start hitting a comfortable stride in general. Then after all the hard work, a calendar year has already flown by with no time to really enjoy the fruit of so much effort.

All that makes sense to me in a different way now. I can't imagine going back home after just one year.

Get In My Belly!

Thankful today for the season of pineapples and these guys.

If you've never eaten lychees, the texture and taste are comparable to that of a peeled grape.


Thursday, July 23, 2015

This Is Me

I don't remember why I started scribbling these thoughts onto a page. I must've been in the middle of a thought process that stemmed from the fact that the experience abroad continues to help me discover more of who I am.


I am…
organic
and earth tones
fingers on wood & steel & nylon
live strings
unplugged, stripped down, acoustic, acappella
sparse production
sparse decoration…space…absence of clutter
"simple elegant solutions"
vocal harmony
solo acoustic
rustic surroundings inside - this is what feels like home
brick and stone
piece of wide open sky
flock of stunning white birds in Honduras
being where the green grass grows
hammock underneath white puffy rolling clouds and swaying lazy leafy branches
perfect breeze
dark scary pre-storm skies
blanket beneath stars and meteor showers
place beside the river, watching the river run
no cosmetics
natural
classy and classic

Where did I get this from?
Where did my style come from?

I don’t know.