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\u201cWhat does it mean to pack up your bags and go somewhere new? To leave family, friends, school, your way of living\u2026 and just restart in a new place, a new country perhaps? Well, these were my thoughts when we first left the United States in January, and I had similar feelings as we left Guatemala for Colombia this week.\u201d<\/p>\n
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I started planning this blog post entry at the beginning of March.<\/p>\n
Oh, how the tables have turned.<\/p>\n
So, let\u2019s restart.<\/p>\n
What does it mean to be stuck in quarantine during a global pandemic? Not being able to see family and friends, an empty EMU campus, a quiet city, and confusion and worry throughout the world?<\/p>\n
We are currently in unmarked territory, and of course, our cross-cultural group was in Guatemala when this all went down.<\/p>\n
As of March 15, we officially knew our Colombia plans were cancelled because of COVID-19. The organizations thought it would be unsafe to have foreigners in the national capital, so we decided to change our plans and stay in Guatemala for the remainder of the semester. It was around this time that my free travel group changed our anticipated plans from Belize to Lake Atitl\u00e1n within Guatemala because we feared that the borders would close within the week we were gone for Community Learning (March 17-21).<\/p>\n
March 17 was a tough day. I said goodbye to my host family for the last time and arrived at CASAS sort of ready for a week of community learning. We were supposed to be joining Canadian Mennoite University for the service week, but their group decided to end their trip early and travel back to Canada due to COVID-19. Our EMU group decided to continue in the community learning week and we split into smaller groups and departed our separate ways Monday morning. I personally was travelling to Lake Atitl\u00e1n. I was thrilled to get out of the busy cityand have some personal space from the group until Saturday.<\/p>\n
Oh, how the tables turned yet again.<\/p>\n
On our way to Lake Atitl\u00e1n, our driver pulled over along the road and the CASAS leaders were talking quietly in the front. The rest of us in the van were confused about the unexpected stop.<\/p>\n
“What\u2019s going on?\u201d someone asked. A few minutes later, we heard a response.<\/p>\n
\u201cPresident Giammattei had a national announcement this morning. The Guatemalan government closed its borders and the organizations at the lake do not want you guys coming out, so we are turning back around to CASAS\u201d said one of the leaders.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh.\u201d That was all I could think of.<\/p>\n
I just said goodbye to my host family, and now I\u2019m not going to Lake Atitl\u00e1n for the week? What\u2019s next? There were a lot of emotions in the van on the way back. For me, I got that terrible feeling and that I denied the whole ride back to the city.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe\u2019re not going home. There\u2019s not that many COVID-19 cases in Guatemala. We can still do other things for the next six weeks. This is my cross-cultural experience. I don\u2019t want to leave now.\u201d I kept telling myself.<\/p>\n
We learned that afternoon that we were departing back to the states as soon as we could get a flight.<\/p>\n
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But I didn\u2019t want to leave Guatemala. Not. one. bit.<\/p>\n
Now, I feel heart broken. I keep asking, \u201cGod, why was my cross-cultural experience cut short?\u201d or \u201cWas this REALLY in your plan for me?\u201d<\/p>\n
Today is March 31. It\u2019s the day we should have left for Colombia, but instead, we had our first cross-cultural Zoom meeting in our individual American homes. I was so happy to see my group friends and catch up with their re-entry experiences, but it didn\u2019t feel completely right. I\u2019m used to having meetings in the Guatemalan atmosphere. Are we really taking cultural learning classes through the computer for the upcoming weeks? When I first thought about writing this post, I thought we would be in Colombia now.\u00a0I was not thinking THIS would be my reality.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does it mean to pack up your bags and go somewhere new?\u201d<\/p>\n
Change. A LOT of change. And I pray that God will be with us throughout this unknown journey and that he will guide our feet towards his light.\u201d<\/p>\n
-Andrea Troyer<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
3.31.20 \u201cWhat does it mean to pack up your bags and go somewhere new? To leave family, friends, school, your way of living\u2026 and just restart in a new place, a new country perhaps? Well, these were my thoughts when we first left the United States in January, and I had similar feelings as we … Continue reading On Leaving Guatemala<\/span>