Well, apparently I am once again able to post entries here! Neat!

Now the only issue is to find time to go backwards (into my "hard" journal or photographic memories) and try to fill in all the blanks from before, and to simultaneously forward things... For a while, the office network was all wonky, and they'd blocked us out of a bunch of places. We still don't have access to MSN or TIG or any other messenger-type programs (or similarly communicative forums/web sites), my former gateway to faraway folks. But at least there's e-mail, and, now, this :)

Lately, I’ve been busy being busy in the city. Meaning back to the grind. Which I could do without. Don't get me wrong, I still love the project. But there is just something very difficult about resuming the work routine after 2 weeks of the excitement and novelty and responsibility-free living of travel. Then again, GEO FOR YOUTH IN LATIN AMERICA AND THE CARIBBEAN: A CAPACITY BUILDING MANUAL is almost to the printer (met with the designer earlier today), and I think it's looking pretty cool, and even contains some of my photography, all of which makes me feel good.

On the flipside, I believe, very sadly, my camera is now officially broken, or at least injured. As of Tuesday, the thing-a-ma-jig that moves to cover the lens, which is supposed to open and close when I turn on and off the camera, is neither opening nor closing properly. I know very little about electronics, except that this problem could be very bad and/or expensive, and I don't even know where one would go to get such an issue fixed in this town. Oh well, worse comes to worst, I’m back to the pen/keyboard, I suppose.

Totally unrelated to work (or at least what people think of when you say “work”), I'm thinking of starting Capoeira next week. At least trying it out for a month. Or, at very least, a class... Been feeling the need to do something with my body. I’m a bit scared, though, cuz I DON'T dance, and have no martial arts background, and can't even do a decent cartwheel... but we'll see. Also been reading "The Twelve Wild Swans: A Journey Into Magic, Healing and Action” by Starhawk and Hilary Valentine (http://www.starhawk.org/writings/twelve-swans.html), which directs my thoughts towards Emma, my “fairy god daughter” in British Columbia, (whose daddy just wrote is “growing, crawling and babbling”) and other Pagan connections up North…

Blessed be.