19.11.11

Time and Talents for Children

This past week I had the honor of coordinating a group of 19 eager and passionate adults and teenagers from all over the US--but mainly Wisconsin. The trip leaders and directors of Time and Talents for Children, Jody and Greg, and I have been planning their arrival for over a year! To be with this only 7 days was too short, but the trip went with few hitches and everyone left tired but happy!

Dental Team:




 Construction Team---Bottle Classroom in Janlay to and two new cook stoves. The formal kitchen has been used as a classroom for several years due to lack of space. In the meantime snack was being prepared in large pots over open flames. This is not only dangerous, but also a cause of fatal illness; as respiratory problems are the number one cause of death in Guatemala. So it was decided by the school staff and parents committee that a new full-sized classroom was needed to reallocate the students and reclaim the original kitchen space where we also built to accessible cook stoves. 








30.4.11

One Lucky Girl



Living on your own in a foreign country teaches you how to grow up and sometimes this simply means doing things that you always relied on your mom and dad to do for you. Here are a few embarrassing moments of 2011 that have taught me some lessons as well as reminded me of how lucky I am…These are also moments I generally keep to myself and avoid telling my parents about but like any embarrassing story, time has its way of making it not as serious and hopefully more entertaining.

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An Ode to Edgar:
My first story happened the day I flew back to Guatemala after spending Christmas and New Years in the states. Like always,  I arrived to Guatemala exhausted (mainly from trying to get my money’s worth of free wine in first class at 9am in the morning) and took the $10 shuttle to Antigua from the airport. I hopped into the shuttle and got out my computer to check my email. There were three other people in the shuttle that day and two of them were Peace Corps Volunteers, one of which I know. We chatted and I anxiously anticipated returning home and sleeping. When I got home I feel straight to sleep for a good two hours.

When I woke up I went to get out my computer to check my email and I discovered it missing. In my sleepwalking state I had left my computer on the shuttle. I had no way of contacting the shuttle; I had no company name or phone number. Moreover, since there were only four of us on the shuttle and I was the last one out it should have been obvious to the driver that the computer was mine.  However, I did over hear the driver tell his name to the front seat passenger: Edgar. So I had a name, that’s it. I was a mess, nearly in tears I had no idea what to do. I went straight to Chiqui, the owner of the home where I rent a room, and told her what had happened. She got out the yellow pages and started randomly calling shuttle agencies. I started thinking…and I remembered that I had stored the number of the shuttle driver of the very first shuttle ride I ever took from the airport to Antigua back in January 2010. Chiqui called him and he said he knew Edgar. Within minutes Edgar was at my door with my computer. I was speechless for a few reasons: 1. My Spanish was rusty after a 3 week hiatus 2. The way I got it back was pure luck 3. I didn’t know such honest strangers existed….

My Car Won’t Start:
One day my car wouldn’t start. Thankfully I was still in the house and could troubleshoot it for myself. I called over a friend to help me since I had no experience with corroded terminals. We watched a YouTube video and went to cleaning the terminals. Once we were finished the car still wouldn’t start. So we tried jumping the car. That didn’t work either. So then my mechanic, Gunther (yes that’s his real name), came over. Between me calling him and him arriving (15 minutes) we connected my plugged in the battery to a charger. When Gunther arrived he jumped in the car and started it. Just like that. We determined it was the battery and jumping it for some reason didn’t work. It was then I found out Guther is also Chiqui’s mechanic and he took a look at a car of Chiqui’s. Gunther didn’t charge me a penny.

Then the next day I drove to a community an hour away. Everything was going fine until we stopped for peaches. We bought some peaches and got back in the car to take a hidden short cut back to Patzun. The car wouldn’t start. Thankfully I was with a mason who looked under the hood and said my terminals were corroded. Since I didn’t have any tools, we called a father from a nearby school we had been working at and together they cleaned the terminals and the car started. Again, free of charge! But then I did the responsible thing and went back to Gunther’s and got them to clean and completely change the terminals for $10.

A Light-Up and Mooing Cow Serves as Comic Relief:
The other night I was driving a friend home at midnight. We were chatting and I passed a slow-moving police truck patrolling the neighborhood. Shortly afterwards the police truck turned on his lights and siren. There were four problems with this: 1. My car’s windows are very tinted 2. Therefore, we didn’t realize they were trying to pull us over until a good two or three blocks afterwards. 3. I wasn’t doing anything wrong to be pulled over. 4. We were in Jocotenango…and well Joco is scary.

When we finally realized we were the only two vehicles on the street and the pick-up filled with at least eight fully armed policemen were pulling us over I started freaking out. I haven’t been pulled over in Guatemala yet but I knew the situation I was in wasn’t a good one. So I kept driving, arguing with my friend about pulling over. Finally she convinced me to pull over. We were on a dark side street and when I stopped around seven armed policemen surrounded my car. It was scary. To make it worse, the main policeman came up to my window, didn’t greet me and demanded me to get out of the car. I asked why and he just kept saying “Get out of the car.” My friend said “Jackie we should get out.” So I stubbornly got out. The angry policeman told me to put my purse on the ground so he could search it. I told him he could search it but I wasn’t going to put it on the ground. My friend asked what they were doing or looking for and the angry man didn’t say drugs but put one finger to his nostril and pretended like he was snorting cocaine. Perfect. Then he went into my car and started ruffling though some maps I have and kept asking if I had drugs…though he never said the word “drugs” he just kept panamiming snorting coke.

I was getting super nervous at the non-traditional stop and asked Mr. Meany if he wanted to see my license and registration like a normal stop. He kinda waved his hands like “sure, whatever” and kept looking in my car for drugs. Like I said, it was a dark street and I needed to find my registration. Thankfully, one of the several thoughtful presents Joan brought me in March was a light up and mooing cow key chain flash light. So I used it to find my registration. The cop didn’t even look at the registration but started asking me questions about the cow. “What was that? Where did the sound and light come from?” ect…

Then he went over to my friend wanting to search her purse. My friend told him listen you’re not being very nice or approachable and I would appreciate if you would be a little nicer. The next thing I know he stepped back kinda apologized got back in his truck with the army and left. It was strange and I was shaking from head to toe. Very scary but I’m glad it turned out like it did.

Things like this really happen all the time but there are some stories one tells more than others. These would be the three more told stories thus far of the year.

In other news, I just got back to Guatemala after 11 fun days in Mexico. I was sick for about half of the trip but I got to travel to many places I’ve always wanted to go. Thanks to my wonderful mom and dad I had a new camera to capture the moments…. Enjoy J










10.3.11

An Ode to my Dad: B.Powell

Every now and then I have an overwhelming sense of belonging. It doesnt happen often but it did just the other day. At first I didnt know what caused this spark of comfort to occur. Today, however, it occured to me. 

Location: Lumber Yard




Now many people, especially women and tree huggers wouldnt really like lumber yards....especially in Guatemala. Men giving you an extra look maybe even a cat-call...dead trees everywhere. The other day I visited the local lumber yard here in Patzun to buy some materials and for some reason the smells and familiarity of the place simply made my spirit happy. I didn't put two and two together until I went back there this afternoon and thought about this while I was waiting for my receipt to be filled out. Duh Jackie...you freaking grew up in various lumber yards in Madison and Culpeper counties. 

At the heart of it, lumber got me a great education and a million invaluable experiences in life. Lumber is what my dad has hauled up and down the east coast my entire life. Picking up dad from the lumber yard as a kid and taking him home for the weekend is a sweet memory that I hadnt really thought much about until today. 

Scents can tie together forgotten memories and today it was the scent of wood. 

Unfortunately, this post is for my dad when it's my mom's birthday in just two days. But in a way it's for the three of us....happy birthday mom!








27.2.11

Allowing Comfort and Not Hitting Walls









  So, if you havent heard I am now a car-owner in Guatemala. But last week as I was preparing to pick up the cruiser I pre-reflected on my life in Guate sans car. Even though I'll get a lot more done and be more comfortable and secure, I'll miss sitting around waiting for transportation and the activities and friends that are created while doing so. Such an opportunity was playing ball with the kids of Sabalpop in Patzun this past week.

 Donde acabe 9 acabe 11....Where 9 fit 11 also fit
 Celebrating Faby's bday at Cerro Santo Domingo!
 Beautiful sculptures and a view

 Oh and then I bought gas for the first time in Guate. Pretty sure the gas-dude thought we were crazy
 Erick making me feel better about how much it cost
 Then Earth Lodge
 Then a ballet!

18.2.11

Remembering 2010 Before It's 2012



I started out 2010 wearing a mustach and losing a favorite earring:



Then I drove through some blizzards, spun some records, and roller skated old-school style to Jay-Z's 'Empire State of Mind':

In some ways, these events helped me to prepare for my move to Guatemala on Janurary 28th-ish, 2010. Never in a million years could I have dreamed what life would have in store for me...


Learning lessons, asking questions...









Finding my inner electrician, mechanic, and mason...




Finding my inner acrobat, personal assistant, artist....


There were a few disapointments...



Yet still finding some of the 'bests' I've ever had in this small world of ours....

Best Ice Cream and Best Ice Cream Atmosphere:

Best person to eat ice cream with ever: 
One of my best purchases of 2010:
Except mine is navy blue....

I wanted to make this list longer by seem to never have time to think or update. So I'll end it there and try to make my blogs more constant this year...starting now, in Febuary. 









6.11.10

Morals and Drunken Races>>TSC


Last week nine amazing friends, new and old, went on a trip of a lifetime. Why a lifetime? Because I’ll never do it again…but it was worth it cien por ciento (100%).

We headed to Todos Santos Cuchumatan (TSC) to see, celebrate, and experience their famous November 1st horse races. We tried to make plans before going, transportation and lodging, because we knew it could be rough and expensive doing it as we went. But as we all know plans often don’t ever work out here…so, how do I put it? The plans fell through at the very last of minutes and we fell into winging-it once again. What happened doesn’t need to be expressed in any detail other than to say…

Forgiveness isn’t a natural instinct.

At least it isn’t for me.

The unraveling of events that led us (for a brief moment) with nowhere to stay made me question (and I’m still pondering) many things: people, intentions, institutions, fear, belief, diversity, quality, reactions…

Basically, when we have the opportunity to be open and hospitable, to learn and share with others….don’t screw it up if you happen to be a person and/or an organization who celebrates diversity.

Although I’m still stunned by the unmentioned event, our group of ten did not let it deter us from having a wonderful adventure in TSC amid the celebrations of death and life.

TSC is a small but famous village located in the western highlands of Guatemala and is known for little but its November 1st celebration. The story goes that back during colonization the Spanish didn’t allow the indigenous peoples to ride horses. One day (or night) someone in TSC got really drunk, hoped on a horse and showed those Spaniards that they too could ride horses. The modern day version of this is celebrated on November 1st, All Saints Day. A part of a road in town in blocked off and drunken men ride their horsed back and forth all-day-long----

It isn’t really a race because there are no winners. Anyone can participate (as did three of our ten). Spectators are basically waiting for someone to fall off or for a funny scream from a rider. If someone does happen to fall off, get trampled on and then die it’s considered a sign for a good harvest the next year.

If you can’t already tell, for me there was much more to this weekend than the drunken horse “race.” There was even more to it than seeing a new part of Guatemala (because TSC is VERY much like Nebaj). For me it was a weekend of making incredible new friends, having great conversations, playing games, and creating memories. Our group was diverse, four Guatemalans, an Australian, an Englishman, and four North Americans.

For me, it was wonderful to experience TSC though their eyes. Sometimes you need a new perspective ---a positive one--- to reawaken all that you loved about Latin America to start with. Sometimes you need to stop judging and start appreciating. Sometimes you need to relax, laugh, and let go.

A few people I shared this with:
Check out Connor’s site about TSC---he even made a video!
Designer, Ana Karen’s site
Personal blogs of Juan Pablo, Chris, and Karen

18.10.10

SO many changes

Once again, crazy is the only way to describe my life over the past two weeks but it’s the good----no even GREAT---type of crazy, don’t worry!

I’ll try to put this in some sort of order but here we go: what APS and I have been working on….

Due to my persistant recommendations, we’re most likely getting two Healthy Schools Peace Corps Volunteers to Nebaj in March 2012!

The 30 Healthy School/Rotary Club project is coming together poco a poco…

I have been linking together several major organizations (not sure if I should name names?) to work together on school sanitation projects all over the country!

I quickly organized an event in Nebaj’s plaza for Global Handwashing Day on Oct. 15th! Although I was unable to attend and participate it was a HUGE success combining three other organizations around Nebaj and the local public who happened to be passing through the park. What happened? We took flyers and soap to the plaza where people washed their hands in the fountain! Check out the photos!

I was reminded by my wonderful friend Joan that Oct 15th was also Blog Action Day. Blog Action Day picks one topic and elaborates on it. This year’s theme was WATER! Joan shared this link with me, check it out!  Now I’m trying to play catch-up and do my own Blog Action…

I’m going to work on a radio initiative with Cultural Survival to get messages out about hygiene and water issues. The messages will be in Ixil (the language spoken in Nebaj) and possibly other indigenous languages! It’s a great and simple tool to communicate with the local population as in many parts of Guatemala and the WORLD it is the only source of information rural communities have. Celebrate radios!

Another exciting update is that Jodi and Tristian Moss’ hard work back in April as PhotoPhilanthropists has come to fruition on the Peer Water Exchange website! Check it out and especially the links to the stories on the left side! We are excited to host another PhotoPhilanthropist in November!

My personal update would be that I’ve been busy, doing site visits, giving health lessons at schools, saying goodbye to good friends, welcoming new friends, and really getting comfortable in my new home. Siobhan has been a tremendous help to this process too as she surprised me with a completely made over living room when I came home after a weekend in Antigua. She even made an excel sheet with all 620 books and plans to classify them! Also, I bought Scott’s bed after he left and now I’m sleeping like a rock instead of sleeping on a rock…

Thanks for being involved!

2.10.10

Giant buckets, bike races, dancing trees, and landslides

September was full of settling and shaking things up a bit. I came back to Nebaj for a few weeks to ground myself after a busy August. I started working more intently on Healthy Schools in Nebaj and was surprised and happy to see that some of the parents began sending their kids to school with toothbrushes, toothpaste, soap, towel, etc. So now when I visit the schools I can incorporate these materials into the lessons!

September 15th is Guatemalan Independence Day and I spent the day with friends in Nebaj watching the parade, eating good food, watching football, etc. The two most interesting parts of the parade were people dressed up as trees with signs saying “Don’t cut down trees” and Guatemalans dressed up as gringos with huge plastic, caricature-like masks.

At some point that week Scott made a Guatemalan bucket-list of things he needs to go in Guate before flying out mid-October. Xocomil was on that list and with Jenny’s help we were able to make that happen the weekend after Independence Day. Jenny lives here in Nebaj and has a car so she drove a bunch of us to Xela and then to Xocomil the next day for a great day of fun in the sun at Guatemala’s best (only?) water park! It was very high-class and we were spoiling ourselves but it was great fun.

 I then traveled back to Antigua where I spent a few days with friends, new and old. At dinner one night I met a freelance journalist, Connor, who came to Guate to learn Spanish and happened upon an interesting event in Panajachel: the 18th annual Cycle Messenger World Championships. Kinda random, but even more random that this was the first year it wasn’t held in Japan or the US. You can read about it and be entertained by other articles here: http://connorboals.com/

Then on a Tuesday night Scott and I traveled to Guate City and crossed another item of his bucket-list: TGI Fridays. We ran up the bill, enjoyed some Negros Modelos, and learned that you should call at least a half-hour early for a taxi when in make-believe suburban America. We managed to only arrive 10 minutes late to the airport where we met Siobhan! She’s the new volunteer for Agua para la Salud and my new house mate.
Siobhan, Scott, FABIOLA!!, and I traveled back to Nebaj on a Thursday morning. I say Fabiola with excitement because she was able to find some time to come visit me in between her intense last few months of university. We had some great plans for that weekend but unfortunately it has started to rain relentlessly in Nebaj. We spent a lot of time indoors, playing games, cooking, and eating. Sunday the clouds parted and we hiked to the mirador to get a nice view of Nebaj just before Faby left on her long bus ride back to the city…which was not complete without a little boy throwing up on his chickens (of course!).

Since then I have been busy in meetings and orienting Siobhan to Nebaj life. We are trying to get a Peace Corps Healthy School volunteer here in March. The support from the needed authorities has been wonderful and I have high hopes for our hard work.

Unfortunately the rain has not stopped, at ALL. There was a Peace Corps lake reunion planned for the first weekend of Oct that we were unable to attend because of road conditions---especially the landslides. We tried leaving for a Saturday day-trip to Huehue instead and we literally couldn’t get out of Nebaj because of a huge landslide just outside of town---on the only road leading out! I’m hoping the worse of the rains will be over come November but this rainy season has been fierce and unyielding.

28.9.10

Nica Report

Here is the report I wrote summarizing my experience with Agua para la Vida in Rio Blanco, Nicaragua. The original has photos but as I've posted Jon's link (below) you can read this and then view the photos. Enjoy!

As a Program Coordinator for Agua para la Salud in Nebaj, Guatemala I had the rare opportunity to visit Agua para la Vida in Nicaragua. APLV has completed over 50 water and sanitation projects all over Nicaragua with offices located in Managua and Rio Blanco. The purpose of my visit was to learn not only about their past and present projects but to familiarize myself with the extensive organizational network that APLV has constructed to address all aspects and issues of their projects.

During my five day stay in Rio Blanco I had the opportunity to visit three nearby project sites with various specialists from Agua para la Vida, local members of water committees, and a volunteer photographer from PhotoPhilanthropy, Jon Polka. Commonalities between the sites were easy to diagnose as all villages had few economic resources and were extremely rural and disperse which lead to the great need of a reliable and nearby water resource and sanitation facilities.

Day One: Tri-Community Water System

The first site we visited was located two hours from Rio Blanco and is a current project site serving the three communities of Quirragua, El Carmen, and San Isidro (111 families in total). Upon arriving, we hopped on horses waiting for us at the entrance of San Isidro. The horses were necessary for two reasons: the rainy season in Nicaragua creates deep pockets of mud difficult to pass through on foot and the three communities are located several kilometres away from each other with no road access.
This large project began when the community of El Carmen began to look for a water resource in order to provide water for their community. The spring they located was eight kilometres away in the village of Quirragua. It was decided during the initiation of the project to include the village of San Isidro as well to the conduction lines since it is located between El Carmen and Quirragua.

First, we visited the school of San Isidro and met with the local water committee or CAPS (Comité de Agua Potable y Saneamiento or Committee of Potable Water and Health). From their introduction and brief words shared it was clear that APLV has not only formed excellent relations with the community but APVL has also created tight work strategies within the communities. Each CAPS committee not only has a President, Vice President, Secretary, and Treasurer but there are also individuals with the titles of Health Promoter, Environmental Promoter, and a Maintenance Representative. Each of these posts works alongside their APLV counterpart throughout the implementation of the project. The APVL counterpart gives several educational workshops members of CAPS and the community in order to assure the communities knowledge of the project, system maintenance, healthy habits, and environmental care.
After lunch we saddled up to visit the spring site located in Quirragua. CAPS and other community members joined us on our trek to the site and once we arrived it was quite the communal celebration of drinking water from the spring. Overall it was an excellent day spent seeing and learning how the communities and APLV work together.

Day Two: APLV Office in Rio Blanco

The next day I spent some time in the Rio Blanco office where I visited with Esteban Cantillano who is responsible for the monitoring of finished projects, potable water, and overall health of the communities. In other words, Esteban is the maintenance monitor for all of the projects APLV has done and will do in the future. In order to manage his time he dutifully trains CAPS and the community during the realization of the project. Due to content, his trainings are often long and intense yet he tries to make them as fun and interactive as possible. He also believes in teamwork and hones in on this skill development throughout his community trainings. His job can be looked at as the sustainability element of the organization because he does not want a small issue to get in the way of the community having access to water in the future.

Unfortunately Esteban´s job does have major hurdles to overcome. First, he was eager to remind me that his job does not begin at the end of the project. Instead, he feels as though he must keep a close watch on every step of the project to prevent future complications and issues. Furthermore, his job is made even more complicated when members of CAPS change and he has to re-train members. Unlike the other sections of APLV who have multiple employees, Esteban is overseeing every project maintenance issue himself. Additionally, Esteban must travel by public transportation to visit the sites which cuts into his time with each community. Each of these issues boil down to a common concern when it comes to maintenance and sustainability in any NGO: funding.

Escuela Technica de Agua Portable

Next, I visited ETAP- Escuela Technica de Agua Portable or Technical School for Potable Water. The story goes the APLV´s co-founder, Gilles Corcos, began this in-residence technical training course in 1996 after meeting a younger and eager-to-learn Esteban Cantillano. In return Esteban became one of six students to first graduate from ETAP. Currently, the school is comprised of eight recently graduated

Day Three: River Captation Site

On Wednesday we went back into the field to visit an extraordinary open river captation site located in the village of Enea. Like the majority of the villages APLV works with, Enea is a very disperse community but with a very unique situation. For twenty years families in Enea searched for a way to provide water to their homes. Prior to the water system, Enea residents were fetching water from the river between 2 and 4 in the morning because that is when they thought the water was most clean. Since the river was the main water source for the community, many engineering groups did technical analysis on the river and said a captation site could not be done. Enea kept searching. Finally, one day a pastor mentioned an organization he had heard of in Rio Blanco who worked in water projects. Representatives from Enea travelled to Rio Blanco and finally encountered APLV. After a diagnostic study and help in design from Gilles Corcos the community was told APLV could support the construction of their water system. After eight months of hard labour and sometimes working 24 hours a day in shifts, the 102 families of Enea now have water in their homes.

In my experience I found the residents of Enea to be very proud of the hard work they have put forth to complete their water system and further develop their community. Moreover, they are extremely grateful to APLV not only for their technical support and help funding the project but for the trainings they executed. One of the health promoters in Enea openly shared that because of the trainings the residents of Enea now understand that water fetched directly from the river at any hour is contaminated.
Day Four: Health Education Workshop

On Thursday we paid our final field visit to the community of Carrizal of forty-three families where Health and Hygiene Promoter, Lilian Obando, was giving an educational workshop to the women beneficiaries of Carrizal on the use and management of water. With every project APLV executes a health promoter from APLV gives four health trainings to CAPS members and four to the beneficiaries. Although all members of the community are important to involve, Lilian enjoys having a few trainings for only the women in the community since they are the ones whose lives are directly affected by water. When we arrived at the school at 1pm there was a group of eager women awaiting us. The hour long workshop seemed to be a dynamic and fun experience for all involved. The training included songs, skits, poems, games, teamwork, and lots of participation, smiles and laughter. It was very clear that Lilian´s means of educating communities is fluid from her almost fifteen years working as Health and Hygiene Promoter of APLV.
Additional workshops and responsibilities of Lilian includes but is not limited to teaching beneficiaries how to construct their own latrine, working with local schools, health posts, and the Ministry of Education to provide health classes in schools, home visits to understand economic and social conditions of each family and sometimes helping them locate other local resources such as women´s shelters or homes for the handicapped. The job of the Health and Hygiene Promoter, like all the promoters at APLV, is essential to the holistic approach engrained into the organization.

Before the workshop commenced we joined Lilian to visit a few families who were in the process of installing their water meters. Water meters are an extremely important and useful tool APLV has been using the keep track of water used and therefore how much each family needs to pay. These monthly fees are then deposited into a bank account controlled by CAPS and used when repairs are needed to be made.
Conclusions

In conclusion, my experience with APLV and their welcoming staff was overwhelmingly positive. As noted in this report, APLV has an extensive network within their organization that seems to be functioning with few troubles. Unfortunately my short visit cannot capture this picture entirely. I was unable to personally meet and/or speak in-depth with the Reforestation Manager, Social Promoters, Accountant, National Coordinator, Technical Staff, Masons, and Board of Directors whose jobs are also essential to the success of APLV and the communities in which they work.
A comparison between Agua para la Salud and Agua para la Vida is possible but not without limitations. The main difference between APS and APLV is the size of the organizations. APLV has over double the staff of APS and therefore is able to hone in on certain topics more than APS. However, the main purpose, goals, and methodology of APS and APLV are strikingly similar: to organize and work with local, rural populations in order to provide reliable water sources and sanitation facilities to communities and schools while also educating the beneficiaries on environmental and health impacts as well as maintenance concerns.

Agua para la Vida's website is: http://www.aplv.org/

1.9.10

Nicaraguaaaaa

So I'm back in Nebaj, Guatemala after my crazy month of travels. While in Nica I visited Agua para la Vida's project and office as well as helped out a photographer (Jon) who came to take some great shots of what APLV is doing. Here is Jon's flicker site: enjoy!

flickr.com/photos/jonpolka

24.8.10

Ignorance is Bliss…and Poop

I have wanted to write this blog post for a while.


A few weeks ago went home to attend Ali Moyer Flores’ wedding. After the wedding my college roommates and I went to the beach. Becky and I carpooled together and at one very posh rest stop (Wawa’s is a step up from Los Encuentros) we stepped into the ladies room . We entered a scene you often find in the bathroom. You have one or more persons waiting to use the services and a door to one stall wide open ready to use. You give the person already waiting a “are you waiting to use the bathroom/why aren’t you using that stall?” look and she verbally responds “oh you don’t wanna go in there!” You wait until a “clean” stall is available and do your business without giving the clogged/unclean toilet another thought. Well I gave it another thought as I waited for my seemingly motion-censored toilet to flush itself. Then I noted a button on the side of the toilet. I pushed it and the toilet flushed. MAGIC …not really

So, what did I do? I went and “magically” fixed the toilet we were all avoiding. All its contents successfully went down that magic pipe that no one thinks about and we once again had all three stalls working.

This same exact situation happened to me just a few days ago in the Nicaraguan airport. I knew exactly what was happening and flushed that shit straight down, literally.

So, when I was in that Wawa’s bathroom with Becky and I sent the floaters into the bowels of the earth I was strongly reminded of my job in Guatemala. Agua para la Salud is focusing on building hand washing stations and bathrooms at schools. We often debate on the best type of toilets to install: traditional porcelain toilets or latrines. Everyone wants flush toilets but no one maintains them. Simply put, latrines are straightforward, fool-proof but the porcelain gods on the other hand break, clog, or waste water from constantly running water (but they’re pretty, generally don’t smell, and are “development”). The truth about flush toilet issues is that they are actually relatively easy to fix and maintain---almost as easy as pushing that button in the Wawa’s bathroom.

What’s my point? The biggest issue we face in Agua para la Salud and the biggest issue any organization faces is maintenance, also known as sustainability. Another issue we have faced as an organization is relaying the importance and urgency of maintenance to donors and other supporters of our projects. In reality constructing the bathroom or any infrastructure is the easiest part of the process. Maintaining the system (through education) to work for years and decades to come is the battle that lasts forever.

I am currently in Rio Blanco, Nicaragua visiting Agua para la Vida, an organization who does similar work to us but also has different management techniques. They have a maintenance manager who oversees all projects once they are complete. In addition to this they have an education manager who gives several workshops to the community before, during and after the construction period of the project. These two elements ensure that the community can oversee and maintain their project for generations to come.

23.7.10

Travel and Love

Well it´s about time for an update. I wanted to do one before it was over a month since my last one.
These guys played music at a school bathroom inauguration. Check out that hand carved violin!

Mom left teary eyed on July 3rd. I know she had a nice vacation and didn’t want it to end so that was nice. I watched Argentina lose horribly after her departure…which was when I cried.

The next day a great group of friends and I headed to Guate City for a Cultura Profetica concert. Cultura Profetica is a famous Puerto Rican reggae band. Like most things in Latin America this event was pretty poorly organized. Well let´s just say it´s probably the worst organized event I´ve been to in Latin America. Long story short is that we waited for them to arrive at the venue for over 6 hours…I think…I don’t actually want to remember how long we waited. By the time they got one we were all a little tired. But they are still a great band and I would see them again in a heartbeat!
Dani, Rose, me, Faby, and Claudia (couch surfing friend)
I picked up a great family at the airport and then brought them to Nebaj for a dedication to a school they helped build from their Rotary Club in Washington state. I had a really nice time with them as their one son was a Peace Corps volunteer in Paraguay in the 90s and had lots of great stories.

Then my French friend, Coralie, came to NEBAJ! Besides my mom she was my first visitor which made me super happy. We hiked to a well known cheese farm one afternoon and then she made a splendid crepe dinner for me and some friends.

I have finally made some great friends in Nebaj. There are a few Peace Corps volunteers here and Scott and John and I have really hit it off. They come over practically every other day to make dinner with me---super fun and leaves little time to get lonely.

Work is really picking up. I´m helping give some talks about water projects to Peace Corps volunteers at their meetings and doing lots of other projects at the same time. It´s all rather complicated but let me just tell you how great it makes me feel to be chipping away and little by little getting some good stuff done!

The biggest news is that Lynn has offered me an all paid for trip to Nicaragua the 3rd week of August. I get to go look what water projects they are doing in Nicaragua and share with them what we are doing here. Plus I get to see some family and friends in Nica, which I´m super excited about!

Before all of that though…I´m headed home for the first week of August for Ali´s wedding and a beach trip with the college roommates!! Super excited as well about that.

Life is pretty swell and I swear I can still find time for visitors!

1.7.10

Busy Bee

Hello again to all! Since I last wrote, I’ve barely had a moment to breath. I’m really starting to live in Guatemala. I have my home and friends here now and it feels really really great.

I last wrote in May and now it’s July…where to begin!?

Well I went home for a week where I said goodbye to Dottie and celebrated my birthday with some close friends and family. It was a hectic week but a great refresher and I brought back enough trail mix for a few months at least.

When I got back to Guate I spent a few days readjusting and realizing that this is now the place I call home. I went to Nebaj a few days later where I spent a rather lonely week working. I say lonely only because this is when hurricane Agatha hit, the volcano erupted, and a huge sink hole was created in the middle of the city. What fun! However, I was safe in the highlands of Nebaj but didn’t leave the house for days because of the rains.

After a week in Nebaj I traveled back to Antigua where I met my roommate from college, Julie, at the airport! I was about an hour late arriving and ran the last bit in the pouring down rain. It was quite a scene…I showed Julie around Antigua and we met up with some of my friends. Then we went to Lake Atitlan for both of our first times (!!). It was a little rainy and cold---not the best first lake experience but what I love about Julie is her laid-backness. So we had a good time just being together, watching movies, buying acorns, and going to bed early.

Then Julie and I traveled to Momostenango for a week and helped build a hand washing station in a school a Peace Corps volunteer and friend. Once again, I had an amazing time with Julie in Momos. She fit right in and loved helping out. She also made some cute little dolls from construction scraps when there was a lull in work. I can’t nor do I have time to try to explain how grateful I was to have Julie’s presence for two weeks. Time flew and work got done!

Next, my mom and my aunt Betsey arrived. Their time with Julie overlapped about 5 days. We stayed around Antigua for most of this time and went to the lake for two days as well. I also got many of my friends together in Antigua to have a dinner party at Danielle and Erick’s home. The rain held off and the food (and wine) was delicious!

I said a teary goodbye to Julie (well not really, but my heart was and still is sad that she’s not here) and begged her to consider moving here…she heard a lot of this all week long from a variety of sources. I spent another day with mom and Betsey doing last minute errands before Betsey flew off the next day. Mom and I stayed in Antigua for the weekend and watch a lot of the Mundial (World Cup). Argentina’s doing greatttt and I’m excited (and a bit nervous) for their game against Germany on Saturday morning! (update, the pulpo is all knowing and Spain won...)

Then mom and I headed on the dreaded 5 hour chicken bus ride to Nebaj. I caught back up with Lynn and turned in some of the things I’ve been working on. It has been nice to have someone in Nebaj to run errands with and cook meals with, I will be sad when she leaves in two days.

The months of July and August are getting more and more packed with fun things for me to do. We have two groups coming in July and I fly home in August for Ali Moyer’s wedding and a beach trip with my roommates from Gettysburg. When I get back in August there is another group of engineers coming to build a water system and I will be trying to keep track of things in Nebaj as Lynn will be gone for the entire month of August.

Whew! Hopefully I can write more cute antidotes in the coming weeks of my time here in Guate…but for now all I can do is give you this summary of why I really enjoy life here—so come visit!

14.5.10

As the Seasons Change…

I´ll admit, it´s been a while. So much has happened for the better and the worse. Let´s see…in April I took a half day off to be a ¨tourist for a day¨ with my friend Fabiola. We ate yummie veggie food and traditional Guatemalan sweets then went to Las Capuchinas, the ruin of an old 18th century convent. Then we went to the paca which is behind the market and filled with great second hand clothing from the states (lots from Target with the tags still on!). To end our crazy long day we did some relaxing (not really) yoga. Then, I went to my first Guatemalan wedding! Sisi from the office tied the knot and invited me to share this lovely experience with her family and friends. It was a great night with lots of fun and dancing! I also had my first visitors Kristin and Stephanie who graduated Gettysburg a year before me. They were planning a long weekend vacation to Guate and decided to get my advice on it since I´ve traveled so much. Then they realized I´m living here! It was perfect and I finally got to be a tour guide in Antigua, go dancing, and just have some fun.
Then the last two weeks of April I went to Nebaj, Quiche to help Agua para la Salud and learn how to build a hand washing station that we will be constructing in a school in Momostenango in which a friend and Peace Corps Volunteer volunteers. Once again, I had a great time with Lynn and the Engineers without Borders group that came and supported the projects. I also had a nice time in Nebaj. It´s a small town but a bit bigger than Momos and it´s generally not a tourist location except for those who really want to get off the beaten path and do some highland hiking. There was also a great restaurant we ate at every night that makes their own soy milk, soy ice cream, tofu, flour tortillas, etc. Yummmm and much better than eggs, beans, and tortillas. There was also two photo journalist with us for the week taking pictures of the project. Here are some of the photos shot. Check them out they are AMAZING! http://www.flickr.com/photos/tristanmoss/sets/72157623886072560/?page=2

For some bigger news and to make a long story short I have decided to refocus my time here and work for Lynn. It was not an easy decision but one that CasaSito supports and understands. One of my main projects with Lynn is helping a group of Peace Corps Volunteers apply for grants to obtain hand washing stations at their respective schools. More of my job description is to be worked out when I get back from the States.
What´s that?! Yes, I´m coming home this Sunday, May 16th. Visitors welcome! Unfortunately, it´s not a happy reason for my surprise visit as Dottie has gotten very ill and my family and I think it´s best for me to see her now when she´s still more or less coherent. It will be a sad and hard visit I´m sure. My computer has also broken and need some TLC from the states so I´m hoping for it to be a very productive visit.
Enjoy some pictures from the last month!
J


Five flush bathrooms and a hand washing station going up in a village outside of Nebaj.
Sisi´s wedding! Danielle, me, and Amanda!

Kristin and me at Santo Domingo---Antigua´s 5 star hotel located in beautiful ruins.

Faby and me at Las Capuchinas.