The final project of my undergraduate career was talking about World of Warcraft in Spanish for ten minutes. Fantastic way to go out!
Today was the last day of classes for VENUSA, and I did really well here academically. Which was kind of surprising considering how many distractions I have here every day. I’m very relieved to be done, and excited to attend the going away party at VENUSA tonight.
Tomorrow morning I leave for a town called Trujillo where there is a giant statue/temple dedicated to the Virgen de la Paz (the Virgin of Peace). I guess it’s big enough where people can walk around inside and have 3 or 4 different views of the city. So that should be a lot of fun. I’m glad I’ll be able to take one more trip before I leave Venezuela.
Then on Saturday we’ll come back to Merida, and I’ll try to get the bulk of my packing done, because we have to leave the city around 5 a.m. on Monday, drive about 1–1.5 hours to El Vigia where we take an 8:30 a.m. flight to Caracas, then hang out in the airport for a looooong time (something like 7 or 8 hour layover, ouch.) Leave Caracas at 7:15 p.m., get into Miami around 11:15 p.m. Overnight in a hotel there, then get up and back to the airport for my flight, getting back into the US around 3:30 p.m. on Tuesday. Whew! Even writing it was tedious!
It’s a bittersweet ending. I’m so thankful I was able to take this trip and experience all that I did, but I think on the whole I’m definitely ready to come home and eat steak with homemade mac & cheese. And have a glass of milk (has it really almost been three months since I did that!?!?) and eat fruits that don’t need to be peeled or washed in vinegar, and drink water out of the tap and have ice cubes in my drinks without worrying about getting a parasite.

This is the private bus we took to get to the beach. It took about 12 hours (uugghhhh…) because we had to go south then west north/east and finally north because of the mountain and road situation. It was pretty ridiculous. There were 16 of us on the trip, and 10 of us were americans. The bus blasted salsa, reggaeton and various other musical styles the whole trip. There was even a point where we had an improv limbo session in the aisle. Good fun. Until we wanted to sleep, then it just got annoying.
So we come to the original “posada” we were going to stay in. It was brutally warm in here with no breeze, and we did not have running water or electricity. It would have been complete Hell to stay here. I can’t believe the renters provided this utter lack of comforts and still expect us to pay and stay there. 16 people with a toilet that doesn’t flush? No thank you. Luckily our accompanying Venezolanos were able to walk around the area and talk to people so that we could stay somewhere else.
This picture was taken just after we left the dock to go to one of the islands. Next to me is another American, Lisa, who is studying in Venezuela for a year. The woman on the right with the amazing smile was the group “mami”. This trip was organized by her and her daughter (who is a young english teacher at VENUSA). Her other daughter of 16 and son of 15 came along too. They’re a great family, and Mami rocked my world with her awesomeness. She didn’t speak any english, but took great care of us and was always smiling.
I really like this picture, because it captures the complete beauty of the beach as well as the meager living conditions of most of the people in this area. It’s such a weird contrast, especially when you think of how ridiculously wealthy people are in the U.S. who have ocean-side property.






















