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| Saturday serenitySitting in my rocking chair, oil lamp on behind me. I can see the lights of San Pedro across the lake ahead of me and to my left. Scarlatti sonata marking time as I try to remember how to sit still. Gearing up some recording equipment. Installed some programs today and plan to test drive tomorrow.
Went to dinner courtesy of some CAG-mates almost as far as San Antonio Palopo, 7 km up the hill from my house.
Long tide in a tuk-tuk! 
AMA graduation was this morning, and I had the chance to reconnect with everyone there. The high school is quite small, only three graduates this year. Shana, Hannah, and Carlos. Felicidades! Party at Su's tomorrow!
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| Back on TrackSpent the whole day relaxing and moving back into my house on the lake. Basically a day of silence, a little reading, a little stretching, coming back to life. Went out for dinner with Sheni and her parents last night, and Pana felt very small indeed. Tomorrow is AMA's graduation, and Dave told me there were only three kids. I thought it was four at the start of the year. Haven't seen that crowd in quite awhile.
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| End of the RainbowToday is High School graduation at CAG, another year of teaching, but this one in a totally different environment. Working with the PBA kids was a treat, and I am proud to see them graduating.
So, a rare weekend in Guatemala City, the absence of rain conspicuous all week long.
As I move out of my house, I am once again awed by the basic human tendency to accumulate stuff. I hard ever buy anything, so I'm really not sure where it's all coming from! 
Actually, I've bought plates, pots, a lamp, nightstand, etc., from teachers who are leaving. So that's part of it. My house at the lake is so small that I'm really not sure where a lot of this stuff is going to go.
Tomorrow I've got an interview with the American School of Marrakech, Morocco. Been doing a little internet research into the situation there, even contacted a parent who's got a weblog, but I won't really find out anything until the interview. I've got many reservations, and even more questions. The information I've found so far does not cast the greatest light on the school.
My plan is to return to the lake on Wednesday. Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..............
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| MorningI'm up too early this morning; these antibiotics are kicking my ass. I came down with a weird inflammation of the eyelid, and on Friday I went to an ophthalmologist. He loaded me up with these terrible drugs, but they are doing the job. The inflammation had gone down, and the worst is definitely over, though the eye is still irritated. Luckily, this never affected my vision. It just made me look like my girlfriend beat me up.
My 12th graders are already in their last week of school. This is difficult to believe, as the endless CAG orientations really didn't seem like they were so long ago. My 11th graders go until mid-June, but at CAG, the last few weeks are devoted to senior projects and presentations.
As the days pass, I anticipate my return to Atitlan with much joy and anticipation. Guatemala City is a powder keg going off at random intervals. Besides, the travel every week is draining, though one gets accustomed fairly quickly to almost anything.
Trying to keep up with my reading. There is always so much to read, and so little time.....
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| Losing itAfter over three years of blogging on Xanga, I think my blog is finally running out of steam. I'm sitting in bed, floating over Lake Atitlan, enjoying a lull between rainstorms. If I want to bring the blog back to life, I'll have to connect it to Facebook, but I'm not quite ready to make the leap tonight.
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