Hotel Bungalows Lolita
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- Continental Breakfast
- Swimming pool
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Room service
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My host family invited me to attend their church service this morning. Although it was Catholic, it was very "Alegro" or fast, as my host mother called it. It was a beautiful church surrounded by tropical trees and colorful restaurants and shops. It was a very upbeat service, with a lot of singing and instruments. I enjoyed it a ...
... Well, we all have our own preconceived about countries (and their citizens) other than our own. For instance, before moving to Mexico I didn't bring my favorite watch because I figured that it'd look too shnazzy and might get stolen. While this thought is partially true, I also need to say that most everyone has a shnazier watch than my Wal-Mart special.
What we think about people of different origins is probably right. ...
That terrible moment when you almost start crying because there is a sobbing little girl in front of all her peers. She doesn't have a school book. She's embarrassed. You want to scoop her, take her to buy her a book, and promise her that everything will be ok... That terrible moment when you can't promise anything.
That wonderful moment when you start to open your eyes, and everything else happens.
... and use of the land. The people of Cuentepec live happy, functional lives that are not bogged down with consumerism or waste. By immersing ourselves in their culture for just one simple week,
we had gained perspective and humility. And not for how great we had it back home, but for how much our uneducated, “advanced” country needs to learn. That is the message we felt in our bones as we left the dusty streets of Cuentepec. Not pity, but respect and ...
If you’ve been living here more than 6 months: Your blood gets so toasty and comfortable that it’s hard to avoid being Mexican. At the first sign of chill you’ve got out your mittens and scarves. Down a few more degrees and you’ve traded your chanclas for winter boots. By the time you hit 45° you’re dressed to go skiing. You even huddle around the tin pots full ...