Right after I graduated High School, I wasn’t sure what I wanted to study or what I wanted to do, there was a lot of conflict between me and my parents. The one thing we agreed on was that I wanted to learn spanish, and I had some friend in La Paz, Bolivia who were willing to let me live with them for three months.
So I went.
First time living away from home, in a different country, a language I didn’t know, away from all my friends, and everything familiar.
It was a GREAT experience. I learned spanish, and made a lot of new friends. I volunteered at a christian school teaching pre-schoolers, and became a translator with a group of nurses from the U.S. doing free clinics in the countryside of Bolivia.
I want to go back someday, but until then I will allways relive my Bolivia memories with fondnes.