Written Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Usually for my birthday, my girls come up and we go out to eat, or to the movies or on a road trip and have a sleepover. This year, two weeks before my birthday, I almost forgot that it was approaching. For my birthday, the neighborhood kids all made me cards. My host mom made the best lunch: rice, beans, chicken, a TON of avocado, and these little yucca cakes which were wooooonderful. At night my project partner and her family came over and my host mom made what they call asopa’o. It’s kind of like stew with rice, and I think it’s my favorite thing to eat here. I admit, it felt weird being in a foreign country on my birthday, but I enjoyed the day, and I’m grateful for another year of life. 27 is going to be the best one yet.