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Travel Blogs from Treasure Beach
Truth or Dare
... can be the best remedy for a sour day. I know: that somehow, there is a special power in a car drive on a sunny day that makes it easier to have a really good conversation. I know: that on days without The Big White Bus to drive, route taxis provide their own knowledge of the people, their language, their tendency to drive quickly, and their love of Celine Dion on the radio.
I used to think it true that a day was ...
October Updates & The Upcoming Weeks
... love it all. I love chaos. If I lose my voice at the end of the day, so be it. But when my kids run up to me at the end of devotion every morning saying "AUNTIE CASEY!!" you can't help but push all those little stresses to the back of your mind. It's hard to be frustrated with kids who say that you draw teddy bears & fish "real pretty" (for those of you who know me: my artistic ability is zero). I also get along quite well with the 2nd grade teacher ...
Updates On Life
... in Cristiana over the summer. Our/ my big project with them is to conduct a Christmas presentation for the residents at Curphrey Home. It’ll be a big challenge to come up with something good; I hope I can pull it off!
Last Friday/Saturday my friends and I took our first house trip, & we chose to explore Ocho Rios. Let me tell you something: it. was. beautiful. I saw some of the warmest, bluest ocean water ...
Guavas and Single Ladies
... mighty because I can navigate the main roads and
know the names of all 32 children in Grade 4, plus some, and I realize that I’m still just brushing the surface of my community. This afternoon was completely new to me, and it made me look at my day with a new light. There is so much to see and so many people to meet and so many experiences to be had. And I am obsessed with taking pictures again, except now ...
I Am Bless
... side, sticky from who knows what, and laughing like a lunatic, trying not to trip over the dogs. It was just about time to go, and I was content after a busy, but wonderful, day, and a group of my boys ran to hug me, nearly knocking me over. “Miss Lindsay! Miss Lindsay! We’re going to call you Auntie Lindsay now, okay?” My heart swelled, and suddenly, I didn’t find those proper titles quite so funny ...