This one´s for cousin Nick and my Dad, and I guess everybody on the Roske side who´ll get this joke. Nick, this is in my new city. Dibs, says Sherwin.

A photo of us in the hammock of their hostel when Theo, Katie, and Phil visited me in Antigua. Sorry Katie, the only photo I have with you in it is a terrible photo, I´m not putting it up. I mean, not cuz of you... :) hehe

A group of us on the steps of the municipal building in Antigua, in town to watch the Sunday afternoon Lenten procession - QUITE a big deal here. This was Theo and Phil's last day of their visit, and friends Rachel, Maria, and Francisco are also pictured. This was also the day my host sisters decided that dressing me up in traje would be fun. I was a little self-conscious, but actually really liked it. I was worried I would offend people, and maybe I did, but mostly people seemed amused or pleasantly surprised to see a foreign muchacha in the corte (skirt) and huipil (woven blouse).
My host sister Lili and I. I think she enjoyed herself more with her gringa host sister dressed in traje.

Jesse, Jaime, and Brittany, some of my good friends from training, around the fire roasting the marshmallows I brought.

The four of us in my training group with Brittany´s host family the day they threw us a small despedida, going-away party: Doña Marina, me, Brittany, Jaime, Maria, and Don Enrique.

Same group, with their daughter Clara, in front of the little garden in their yard. Such sweet people!

Jaime, Brittany, and I enjoying some free time in Antigua - on a rooftop café with an obviously beautiful view of one of the many volcanoes surrounding the city. One of our last days together!