Showing posts with label cranky. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cranky. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Ice, Ice, Baby...

Hello everybody!

I am writing to you after some utter craziness. There was so much craziness, that I will actually be splitting this into 2 blog posts. One, because I have a couple of awesome titles. Two, because I have too many pictures/videos to upload in one. Three, because there was too much craziness.

So, the Fiestas de Patrias time period is when everyone has time off work and takes a vacation. For people from Lima (and other places, but mostly Lima), this means they come to Huaraz and the surrounding areas to take a breather and become one with nature. Sounds like fun, right?? Well, maybe for people from Lima!! For me, it has meant that I am trying to get all of my interviews in, which is good for my research, but the process has been stressful. A lot of people do not want to be interviewed on their vacation, and they have been rather vocal about it.

I think I am at the point in my trip where I am just whiny. However, when you read the blog post that I write after this, maybe you will understand the whine a bit more. It's been stressful, ok? Anyways, I wanted to write about one of the tours that I went on this weekend to Llaca (pronounced "yaca"). I didn't really know what I was getting myself into, but it was kind of a lot of hiking. However, after many hours of hiking, people went ICE CLIMBING. I suppose I could have, but I didn't know what that would be about when I signed up, and I just didn't feel like paying the 100 soles to do something that I didn't really know about, so I didn't do it. However, it meant that we hiked up to this glacier, which was cool, and then over moraines and stuff until we got to this sheer ice wall. Then people tried to climb it. Very few succeeded. I was happy because the people that succeeded were also the people who let me interview them. The others obviously have problems with being whiny and cranky, like me. They whined that they didn't want to be interviewed and then whined to be let down from halfway (or less!) up this ice wall. Interesting, huh? Anyways, here are some pictures of the whole experience!!


This is the glacier on the mountains. Pretty, huh? We climbed along all those loose stones on the left. Yes, it was dangerous. Many of them were not super secure, so you'd step and then lose your balance. I sort of twisted my ankle, but my awesome hiking boots saved me from any real damage. It was just a little sore in the ankle muscle area the next day and today. But barely at all!! The blisters, however, are another story... Don't worry, Mom! You know I can handle both of my feet being completely blistered over from my Cross-country days!!

So, this is pretty cool. It's the end of the glacier!! There are some ice chunks further on, and that iced-over lake has a lot of chunks floating in it, but really, this is the end!! However, even cooler, compare the two pictures here!! A big chunk of the glacier fell off while we were there. I was at the wrong angle to video tape it (I do have a short video of the aftermath, but it doesn't translate well). However, I do have these before and after pictures, so you can see what was going on. De-glaciation in action, folks! Well, actually, chunks breaking off is a normal phenomenon anytime. However, I was there for this one!
This is after we were walking on the glacier for a while. I am top on rock and dust covered ice, but I am also in a mini-ice cave under the wall everyone is going to try to climb later. It was pretty crazy and also surprisingly warm!! I had my winter coat, hat, and gloves, but I was really warm from the hike and the strong sun!!
Oh, no! Mah tongue ith thuck!!

I thought I should add in a picture of ice climbing, so you could see what I mean. It's pretty crazy. This is one of the only people from Lima who made it to the top. Incidentally, he was also one of two to give me an interview...

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

My First Day

Hellooooooo World!!

This is my first blog ever, created in anticipation of my trip to Peru this summer. This will hopefully help me keep in touch with everyone who I might not regularly email. For now, however, I am writing to practice. Perhaps I will even have some insight!

So, I turned 23 yesterday. It's really hard to believe. I don't even feel like I've turned 22 yet, let alone 23. I know, I know, 23 is SUPER young, and I have tons and tons of time left in my life, but still.... Time flies, doesn't it? Sometimes I feel like I am a four year old trapped in a body that's just growing up too fast. Ugh, 23 is grown up isn't it? :-p

I guess this blog will be able to recount life after 23 years on the planet. Oy, my birthday was great, it's just the idea that time goes so fast that bothers me. Except in really, really boring classes. Then it stops, completely and totally stops. Yes, to anyone I don't know, I am in graduate school. I am getting my Master's from Ohio State in geography. What will I do with a degree in geography, you ask?? I have no idea either. Something else, I suppose, since I won't be doing GIS. Work for the government. Get a Ph.D. Become a hermit. Start a Pirate Themed Bakery. I'll find something or other. In fact, I've been seriously considering a Ph.D. in Rural Sociology. Not that I've ever taken a class, but it seems less stressful than the geography department. We're required to take 15 credit hours, but full time at OSU is only 9. I mean, holy wow, what a difference!! I could possibly work for the university in some capacity and take classes every once in a while. That could be fun.... ?

Ok, you may have realized that I have no idea what I want to do when I grow up beyond 23. It's a really hard concept to get my head around because I've ALWAYS had very definite goals for the future. They've changed over the years (although, I still think I would have been an EXCELLENT hollywood actress, thank you very much!), but there's always been something after whatever I'm doing. Now that I'm doubting the Geography Ph.D., I just don't know what else I'd do. I'm a lost little puppy.

Oh, I've got ideas about what might be fun to do, but nothing that's like, YES! That's what I want to do!!! I want to have a job where I KNOW that I'm making a positive difference in the world, but I love what I do. Why is it so hard to combine those two things?? I'm just too neurotic. Stress eats me up for breakfast. Like a hungry tiger. In fact, since starting grad school, I've developed tension headaches, had stress outbreaks of rosacea, and made my eye allergies worse all because I internalize stress. That's why I'm thinking of possibly switching departments if I feel like doing my Ph.D. 6 fewer credits a quarter would be fabulous!! Or at least, so it seems from standing on the brown and stubby grass on this side of the fence.

WOW.... What a cranky blog this has been so far! How about I move on to some of the positives going on right now. I'm going to Peru!!! Whooooooo!! That's pretty cool. Oh, and I got lots and lots of cool stuff for my birthday. I got tons of movies from my sweetie: The Indiana Jones Collection, Marie Antoinette, John Tucker Must Die, and The Devil Wears Prada, not to mention a mountain of candy. Very nice, sugah. From my grad school friends, I got a lion stuffed animal, a Target gift card (because I LOVE that store... seriously, LOVE!), a Grow-Your-Own Oscar, lots of candy, lip gloss, colored pens, and yummy smell spray. I mean, whoa!! It's good to make friends!! From my very good friend, Ashley, I got beautiful earrings (which I'm wearing now!), two Grow-Your-Own kits (Princess and Vacation!), chocolate, and a journal. This isn't even counting the wonderful cards and facebook messages from my friends and family!! I'm a lucky, lucky girl.

Anyways, that's enough for now. Since I have NO IDEA who'd read this, I'm out like a failed Project Runway contestant. Should I find that anyone cares, I will tell you all about the fabulous Hollywood Birthday Party and my feelings on dill pickles. Heck, I may do that anyways. Thanks for reading!!

LOVE,

The Sar-bear