Some artsy photos from my day today.

February 20, 2009

And something to get us moving along.

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February 19, 2009
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January 2, 2009

My task tonight, explaining the nigh-on unexplainable. If you’ve been following along at home, you know that on November 7th, my husband of 16 months announced that he didn’t want to be married. I’ve posted here now and again about the “process” of adjusting to his announcement–my sorrow, my bouncing about amid friends’ homes, my [...]

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taking flight – simulation or “real”

December 9, 2008

Geez. You’re probably as tired as I am about my blabbering about my failed marriage. I mean, move on already girl; it has been an entire month after all since you got the news [she mumbles sarcastically]. No, but really. Moving on. My shaman, Elke Macartney, says that when something appears three times, one needs [...]

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November 27, 2008

March, 2008 November, 2008

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White girls believe too much of what we read.

November 25, 2008

Okay. This is funny. When I headed to Yelapa, I knew I would need to taxi from the aeropuerto to the dock in Puerto Vallarta where I would take a water taxi to my final destination, Hotel Lagunita. And I knew (from having been there last February) that there really were mass hustlers between aeroplane [...]

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November 25, 2008

The human habitations in Yelapa are demarcated by geographical features. The most obvious of these areas are along the beach (the playa), along the river, and in the village on the mountainside. The river bisects the playa and the village, with the playa to the north, the village to the south, and the river running [...]

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November 22, 2008

I forgot to mention. The first time I tried to leave my room here, the door knob came off in my hand, and I could not get the door to open. I had to open the shutters, and leave the room by stepping through the (glass-less) window.

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November 21, 2008

I notice that the waiter is calling me, “Senorita”, and I feel the weight of the absence of my wedding ring.

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Yelapa, first full day

November 18, 2008

Es muy caliente aqui, so Janelle and Pamela it’s just as well that you are not here. Dana, the grackles are squawking beside me, I’ve found no blue glass yet, but, some very interesting feathery bones–from some fish I suppose, but I haven’t found someone yet to ask its name. There’ve been great frigate birds [...]

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