Embracing my inner-gringa

saying yes to unexpected friendships

Tasha Sandoval
Nov 1 · 5 min read
Photo by Kris Atomic on Unsplash

Growing up, I got a lot of drug jokes any time my Colombian origins came up in conversation. It still happens. But it happens less and less. Its kind of like people finally learning that it’s not okay to say “that’s retarded” or “that’s so gay.” Please, never say those things. And please, don’t mention Pablo Escobar the second somebody tells you that they’re…

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Tasha Sandoval

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Dreamer and doer. Writer and educator. Attempting the impossible task of going home again.

Going home again

Born in Bogotá, raised in South Florida, and adulted in New England. Attempting the impossible task of going home again. Musings on my recent move to Bogotá and my observations on culture, identity, and language.

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