Photos, mountains and yoga.

I have tried to upload pictures and failed. Perhaps blogger hates me or perhaps I am extrememly incapable with technology, dunno. I tried to upload photos to Facebook and for some reason that didn´t work either. Arg!

On Saturday I woke up at five AM to go on a hike with other students from the school. Despite taking place ridiculously early, the hike was awesome. We rode in a small bus for about thirty minutes and then climbed for another hour before reaching our destination: one of the mountains that guerillas used during the thirty-six year war here in Guatemala. Our guide, one of the teachers here, is an ex-guerilla and told us about having to go for days without food, having very few hours of rest, and other hardships common to the revolutionary life. The view was specatular and I took a ton of photos, which I can´t share right now! From the mountain we could see a huge volcano to the south and the pacific ocean. Thinking about the many deaths that happened on and around the mountain while staring out over the lush volcano was something I´ll never forget.

The rest of Saturday I slept and finished reading First Lady from Plains; the autobiography of Rosalynn Carter. Sunday, Mom and I went to a yoga class, which was crazy hard. I´ve done like, one yoga class in the past, but being a dancer for so long, I was cocky and confident that I could do a little yoga class. Well, Mom failed to tell me that this yoga class was not just any yoga class, but the hardest one the Yoga House (yes there is a Yoga House in Guatemala. It is run by a co-op of hippies). Apparently she didn´t know it was the hardest class either, so I can´t blame her really. At any rate, the class had about ten people with the instructor (I very muscular dude with a beard and a long ponytail) in the middle. For the most part, I kept up, though it was dificult. But some poses were way too pretzely for me to pull off. There´s this one where you´re supposed to support all your body weight with your arms, wrap your legs around your arms and cross your ankles then you kind of rock forward until your head is between your arms. It´s crazy. I wish I´d had my camera during the class because there is no way I can accurately describe the incredible stuff these people can do! Needless to say I woke up this morning really really sore. I think I´ll go back for an easier class next time.