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Telling Time

May 31, 2025 by Cassandra Johnson

I plan to go back to Guatemala.

Although, I left the country for Mexico about a month ago and I really enjoy myself here, the Central American country stays on my mind. 15 days was not enough to do all I wanted to do, which also would include a lot of days, just being there not having to do anything, freelance work or otherwise. The capital city specifically lingers with me, and I just want to linger there.

Can a person instantly adopt another comfort zone? Is it possible for a person to feel like she stands out while feeling welcomed at the same time? Yes. Apparently. Both.

People were not too prying, just nicely curious and not so much in circumstances where you are also just a passer-by, a shopper, dining in, strolling. They are just notably kind and receiving.

Being a nomad in a lot of Latin America has generally felt similar, mixed with hanging out with travelers and locals between work and volunteering and my own preferred sight-seeing.

I cannot detach myself from the high relaxed vibe I feel wandering around Guatemala City (Ciudad de Guatemala) for a couple of hours, working from a coffee shop and even exchanging pleasantries and jokes in the grocery store. I can easily get used to working from this capital city, and of course, you know, I am already more than okay with not having a boss. Just mere deadlines.

I love the city of people who are native to the place. I loved how accessible many of the stores and restaurants were to my neighborhood. I was in Zone 1, but in consideration of Zone 4 for next time. I enjoyed hanging out there. I Ubered to Zone 9, to a more touristy area one day and loved that it still wasn’t touristy, just ritzier. Btw, the flirtation is welcome as well.😉

Most likely, I see myself returning to Guatemala City. It was the sleeper hit I was not expecting because I really enjoyed Panama and Colombia among new places I had never been as well as my familiar Peru where I have been planning to stay.

I simply did not know what to expect from a city and country I had not yet considered among the stops. I had heard good things on YouTube mainly. The visitors were not wrong, and I now have more of a sense of how stress-free and productive I could be there.

I still must be vigilant, especially now as a solo traveler. I remind myself to be discerning and I guess at my more mature age and with more experience,  I enjoy myself while deferring to my instincts. Even being somewhere twice now, like Colombia, I have faced a familiar scam of being overcharged.

Yet again, Guatemala? There is so much more to eat (both cooking at home and eating out). There is a lot more ideal weather to sit in. There are more libations and cappuccinos to sip on, and I need a lot more time to hang out with the local people and expats.

I may not go back immediately but, as I mentioned, I am quite enjoying myself in Mexico again. I just got back to my accommodations from VEGAMO restaurant in Mexico City and once again, I am just reminded of all the unique places, hospitality and conversations each country has to offer. This is my first time in the capital, and I want to stay at least a third of the time I stayed in Merida. Time to take my time.

A Little More

May 30, 2025 by Cassandra Johnson

What is this having agency while accepting the natural flow of life? I see there are creative spaces to accept new opportunities into my everyday life as I travel and work. Perhaps I had been fighting them or maybe I am less critical of the ebbs and flows of my new schedule. I guess I don’t have to be laser focused at the moment. I have decided to volunteer, work and enjoy my time abroad and do the same while visiting the United States.

This is counter to me volunteering for a bit here and there, completely working or hanging out too much. Ahem. I can do it all.

I can do more of it all, rather, and I mean this entirely, because I am not so much needing balance as I need the variety.

Leaning into each separately is not for me. I will soon update you on my new volunteer gig, work and next country (perhaps same country). Thanks for being here😊

You are welcome here

April 30, 2025 by Cassandra Johnson

A person needs time to get her bearings, more at certain times than others. Sometimes, this is barely at all, as it was arriving at the Guatemala City Airport a few days ago. Sometimes this is a lot, as it was trying to fly out of Cartagena to Panama City (more on this in a May post).

I was happy to easily be able to navigate through La Aurora Airport and access all the things I needed like free public Wi-Fi and the options to choose between Uber or taxis. At the moment, taxis won in convenience and easy immediate access.  I told myself I would make up the cost using Uber for my departure. Perhaps. When it comes to airport drop offs and when I am not walking within the city, Uber has been a good choice in Colombia, Peru and Mexico. I imagine Guatemala will be too.

Before leaving the airport however, I just needed a place to sit with my computer, I needed a coffee shop (aka hot chocolate and/or cappuchino shop) with snacks where I could gather my thoughts and my tummy. Oh yeah, also notable: I would need an ATM to take out local cash to pay the taxi driver and or nearby vendors as well as prepare for places which may only take cash/efectivo. The independent coffee shop was along the way, right alongside the exit outside of the airport. I would work on my freelance translation work while waiting a bit longer for check-in time.

A few local people stopped by, asking If I needed various items, such as a car rental or a Sim card. A car rental salesman left me with his card. I was straight forward with some others about already having a place to stay and not actually needing a ride at this very moment, but maybe a little later. We smiled and they complimented my Spanish.

I lost the attention of a few other tourists, (European or American, I believe), who had been looking at me from the time I went through customs. As I settled into my drink and chips, I briefly thought, now how boring my calmness and comfort must have become. One smiled, but more to himself.

It was also nice to simply have a little small talk with the Guatemalan people at the airport, perhaps getting to know a little more about the place and chatting some before heading over to my rental.

The baristas had waited on me so quickly and did not know how ready I was not to have a lid on my cup and to chill and eat in. I have become accustomed to things being a little different and being able to expect or welcome these things has brought a smile to many of the people I get to meet. Being chill, patient and accepting is a foundational vibe in Mexico, Peru, Colombia, Panama and Guatemala. The vibe is contagious.

A Long Journey’s Vacation

April 28, 2023 (April 18, 2025 memory) by Cassandra Johnson

I landed in Cartagena, Colombia and I tried to make my trip more daunting, but things pretty much went off without a hitch, from my Uber from my last nice, rented apartment in Bogota, Colombia to the airport to the Uber from the airport to my cost efficient, hospitable hostel. I had only booked four days in Cartagena, and I decided to stick to this rather than my other extensions or trying out a different location/neighborhood and different hostel, hotel or AirBnB in the same city.

So, I speak to this daunting in the way of realism versus self-sabotage, not in the sense that I wanted that but in the sense that I was bracing myself for any hiccups, say for instance, like I had in Merida, Mexico. I did not want them but sometimes expectations meet preparedness meets “waiting for the other shoe to drop”.

This was the beginning and continuing on, I enjoyed Cartagena more so in the way that my 3 shifting bunkmates and other guests throughout the hostel were enjoying it rather than my digging into the more everyday living and nomadic work I do and had been doing in more extended stays. I did my work intermittently. In my walking trip around, I was greeted by a lot of local people in Cartagena that share my dark complexion and greeted by many who do not. There is a friendliness – overarching –  in South America, Mexico and Central America that I inexplicably cannot compare to a friendliness I have ever felt before. I have been treated nice throughout all my years (not always well, of course), but many times abroad, there has been this experience of being a welcomed guest in a private home.

In my short time, I experienced more than I expected. The heat was simmering but the vibe was ideally immeasurable. Getsemani neighborhood was my hyped up, yet chill place (about 40 minutes from my lodging). I was surrounded by art and rounded out with traditional food while intermittently chatting with the guests from Mexico, Colombia, Canada, England, Sweden, France and the local owners, intertwining the moments, sharing each day.

Work Play

March 31, 2025 by Cassandra Johnson

When I became friends with a woman in Bogota, Colombia from Mexico City a few weeks ago, I told her how I fell for Merida and Oaxaca, Mexico. She said I should visit Mexico City, the next time I am in Mexico. She extended her place to me if I do.

Her last night in Bogota, touring and my last night among several, we went out for what we said would just be one drink, her cerveza and my margarita. Whereas this story would mean it could have evolved into a longer outing as did some of my nights in Lima, Peru and Medellin, Colombia, I now spend so much more time freelance translating and doing my side hustles and not so secretly… not minding this fact at all, plus talking with her for hours in our hostel was a more cost-friendly highlight to me as well.

It is notable to mention how our drinks turned into one very economical Cola Pola and empanada each. I teased the server in Spanish saying I would have his free Margarita. (not really of course, and completing the aforementioned order above, before taking our seats).  We had easy fun, sharing our lives thus far in the time we had, and realizing we currently both work a lot and had not drank so much recently. In other words, our tolerance had lowered significantly, much to our tipsy, good-humored surprise.

As I would mention to her that I don’t have a boss, I got that she instantly got it, more than many who hear I have this project or translation to do and just consider work to be … very understandably, the drag it readily tends to be.

I also need distractions, varieties, rest and fun but notably, the accommodations and surroundings have become so much more conducive than my jump off digital work in San Juan, Puerto Rico. As I go back through Peru, Ecuador and Colombia. I am more apt at gauging when and how to be productive. Motivation is not fluid. I don’t pretend. I rough it sometimes too. I just know myself better.

Mostly, in this case, when I can gravitate towards something like a nice café, veggie-option restaurant, mall, coworking space or just across a kitchen table from someone like her, I am happy.

I am satisfied.

Yesterday’s Post: You can stay with me

You can stay with me

March 30, 2025 by Cassandra Johnson

Country to country. Now I enter the hostels and hotels expecting to meet travelers from all over the country I am visiting, and from any country.

Everyday life is different now. The funny thing is I am enjoying this but also looking forward to visiting home too. More ironic, I am a resident in name only, for I am officially traveling full time. Though my mission, this objective, has taken many deviations, I am still working to the same point. I want to travel and see a lot of the world as I dreamed about as a young girl while still, (from my latter goals) I want to live abroad for half of the year and back home for the other half. Getting to spend six months hanging out with friends and family is just as exciting as being a digital nomad for another part of the year *touring and hanging out in these places too. In fact, I want them to come with me and visit me often. Chris was part of it too.

My other normal began in 2010/2011 when I participated in Pisco Sin Fronteras and followed up with intermittent travel abroad to several other countries from the US on limited vacations. New normal is not bad in that I can now be away for such an extended period of time, but I am also reminded of the need for options. So I have a lot more work to do and per Doing A Thing, I am getting more done, welcoming a potential additional job while figuring out which climates and features suit me best for work and socializing. While Peru is my first choice, being in Colombia and other trips is informing me more. We will see.  I have a bit more work to do, in order to also spend a lot more time not doing so. 😉

Thank You So Much For Today

February 27, 2025 by Cassandra Johnson

Thank you so much for a lovely day, seems like with each passing year, my birthday gets better, whether I am learning more about myself or just basking in all the generosity I receive.

Thank you.

I am overwhelmed by the wishes, gifts and love. If the day evolves into tears of joy, it’s only right, because I am beyond moved. Thank you friends and family for being my community always. I will always be yours😊

End at the Top

February 25, 2025 by Cassandra Johnson

I knew this would be a…

And I told myself I was getting close…

Although progress was not on a straight line______________________

Sometimes your path is from side to side and then, although a little scary, a few steps back.

I did not tell anyone what I was up to most recently, no one knew back home, and it was no reflection on them but rather the biggest reflection on myself. I needed to believe in myself again. When I talked to my aunt in the last few months, I realized that, in convincing her I was okay and not scared of failing, I really was not so sure of it myself and in that, I realized I first needed to believe in myself again and my dream. (I had gone back to Peru (my 5th visit) in the middle of 2024, aka the middle of my recent long-term traveling. I was enjoying myself, looking for an apartment there but later realized I needed to focus a little more on my professional sustainability.

I soon realized, by the time I left Peru for Colombia and Ecuador and Colombia again, I wanted to do a reset of my goals, habits and agenda.

I knew, I just knew that if I could get back to some semblance of my mission of being a part time digital nomad and international snowbird, I was going to be okay. Life can throw you off in both its casual routine and its surprises. This is where I found myself and doing something seemingly outlandish was making me feel even more outlandish. Most people I have been connecting with, who enjoy the same destinations as me, do not stay and my local everyday life does not truly match the expats who permanently live abroad.

Though I enjoy connecting with them all and I am intrigued by their various choices and lifestyles, I have to steady myself not to get lost in their unique interests and differences . I have my own. Perhaps, I may mistakenly align with some of their similarities and need to periodically remind myself to check back in with my needs and desires. I have not seen everything I want play out yet and I am thankful to them and this lifestyle for giving me pieces so far. I am grateful I get to try and happy that my friends and family give me the encouragement to continue.

I knew this would be a… journey

And I told myself I was getting close…to my goal

Although progress was not on a straight line______________________progress was on the line

Received

January 31, 2025 by Cassandra Johnson

Being inundated with positive messages, circumstances and people can challenge negative trauma and highlight the good life.

As a child I was carefree. I was also insulted and bullied. I grew up in a time without mass social media, so my heart goes out to the children who have to deal with being targeted today. It seems like such an oxymoron that I had so much foundationally loving people and experiences as well as harmful ones. I was then led to believe my positive influences will always overcome my bad ones even if they do not show up all the time or for an extended time.

As people, none of us perfect, we commonly exit childhood with some reactions to negative experiences and some defense mechanisms to combat those challenges. We seek and require acceptance on some varying levels. We can be healthy, we can get healthy but overall, there are so many moving parts to circumstances and all the people we encounter along the way which challenge this notion. We may still be quite successful. This has been my awareness. We all seem to have some level of internal obstacles.

Now, I realize my current travels cause my mind and nervous system to relax and take the moments a healthy spirit needs more often. Traveling through Latin America over the last year and some months has defaulted me to a situation of friendly, kind locals and a world of international travelers.

Any amount of negativity or moments of nonacceptance are constantly discounted by looking up and walking out and being in Paradise, being surrounded by it.

I don’t know what all the future will bring, and I know there are difficulties getting through all the processes of my life. There always have been. Yet, in a home country (the United States) where I had to negotiate and feel awkward for taking free time from work and strategically working it in, there are now so many more moments in these international streets where I just simply get “to be”, without as much pressure, with a lot less judgment.

Doing A Thing

January 28, 2025

I am doing a thing, so until I finish or at least I get into the thick of It, I am writing about my recent experiences, but not what I am doing at the very moment. It is a temporary secret.

Cuenca (Ecuador) is absolutely lovely. It is really “tranquilo”, as their Colombian neighbors would say. I have had the benefit of rounding off my trip with a volunteer experience, which speaks directly to my passion. This time it has been a little different, with me volunteering in a hostel, which came right on time and has become an adventure within the adventure: This is different. Previously, I only did grass roots community volunteering abroad and in the US. I have more stories of these times throughout my website.

Normally, I neighborhood and accommodation bop between hostels and hotels (AirBnBs, not so much recently) and I was doing that as well in Cuenca, but as I was trying to figure it all out with my budget, one of the other volunteers suggested I could volunteer at this hostel, so I was happy to use all the skills I have acquired both volunteering and working and employ them in Cuenca, being one of the people who helps others check in, check out and facilitate the services they get while staying in their shared or private rooms.

I also feel a little like I was in a reboot of the sitcoms I enjoyed back in the day because being with the small tightknit group of volunteers that consist of solo and coupled travelers from South America and Europe gave me a chance to feel more at home. Life was now showing me a more panoramic view, from guest (as I started there) to worker and helper, while this also help give me a break. That’s right. The people-pleaser in me even sometimes get caught up in pleasing the establishments I frequent, but now that I was on both sides, this became less a part of me.

Sometimes, I feel into luxury and pampering and consider myself appropriately and other times, I want to make sure I am giving them an easy time (not being a difficult patron). Becoming a volunteer led to me being more relaxed, cooking, using the spaces and taking care of myself while working. The reciprocity may be what delivered me there and perhaps will get me to more normalcy of feeling we are all worth this, including me. My comfort level spiked. My assistance and my comfort came right on time.