Project Dissertation

I moved to this fabulous city three years ago mainly to; be near an airport for travel, be able to not trade my stilletos for trainers, and to finish my doctoral studies in four years. Yes, that pretty much sums up my priorities at 30. So now I am ABD with nine months to go and San Francisco is no easy city to ignore. Although, I would argue that each experience that deters my academic writing is really just needed inspiration. Welcome and I hope you enjoy...

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Location: San Francisco, California, United States

Bilingual, Bicultural, and Dual Citizen. J School B.A., M.A. in High Incidence Disabilities, & ABD in Education.

Monday, February 12, 2007


I try to assert being a city girl as often as possible. At least I think that is what I am trying to do when I plan to take public transportation. In from a full day of presentations, I was really looking forward to brewing a liquid lift in the form of Chiapas grown and fairly traded coffee my friend had brought back.

Even then, I was relieved that I was going to a Peruvian dinner party, so the time it started really meant nothing. It was rainy the train a block up would leave me directly in front of their home along the water, it would be an easy ride over. Still, when my friend said she was headed that way and graciously insisted she drop me off, it was then that I got my second wind. We caught up on the ride over then went our separate ways on a Saturday night.

I love my gente, no one even mentioned I was two hours late, because no one would be sitting down to eat for another two hours. The sense of time in America Latina is soo beautiful! Something their counterparts could learn a thing or two from. It was a familiar night full of friendship, y platica bien agusto, yummy pisco sours, and food.

As I geared up to take the train home, I got an absolute, "No, como, estas loca! Nosotros te damos un jale para alla," said the birthday girl host. On the trip over with her husband they made plans for us to go out, they had some people they wanted me to still meet: I had to say thank you, for them going out of their way and making this city feel so much like home.


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