On the first night of januca, I had planned a holiday party to share the tradition with people in my town. Unfortunately, I had to let all my friends know that instead of a januca party, I would be having dengue.
In this picture, dengue is winning.
But in the course of the next eight days, I made quite the recovery. So much so that I was frying latkes for the eighth night.
I served in the Peace Corps and then traveled extensively throughout South America afterwards. This blog contains stories and observations from my journeys.
Reading list
The Gringo: A Memoir
Devil in the White City
The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time
Into the Wild
Where There is No Doctor
Introduction to Permaculture
Che
Brazil on the Rise
How to Win Friends and Influence People
Revolutionary Road
Futbol a Sol y Sombra
Amor en los Tiempos de Colera
Outliers
The Game
1491
River of Darkness
Traffic
Two Ears of Corn
The Viral Storm
Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
Eating Animals
Three and Out
River of Doubt
Regulating Vice
Raquela
Inverting the Pyramid
I'm a Stranger Here Myself
To Heal a Fractured World
Las Venas Abiertas de America Latina
More Than a Game
Banana: The Fate of the Fruit That Changed the World
5 comments:
¡Que bueno!
another Chanukah miracle!
and on the 8th day he fried latkes...
sus padres
is that your bed or sick bay in the living room? so glad there was enough oil for 8 days!
Chanukah is over and as the new year approaches, I hope it brings you great surprises in good health and adventures... rotsaruck too.
xoxo
love,
bubjo
It would be nice to subscribe to your blog. It was interesting learning about your culture. I'm from the USA.
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