Well, Carol, my fellow Maryknoll volunteer left today for 2 days in La Paz, and then she is flying back to Minnesota! I will miss Carol tons and tons! We explored Cochabamba together, and became regular food critics in this city. Also, when I lost my debit card, Carol and her husband helped me out! Carol was an amazing friend to me, and I have nothing but wonderful memories with her. I know she will be missed here in Bolivia, but I know her work with kids and adults and her family are waiting! Safe travels, Carol! And, I hope you enjoy La Paz and an amazing shower when you get back to the states!
Today, in Cochabamba, there is a huge strike of public transportation workers. I love to see people take things into their own hands, but trying to get to and from work has not been fun. The bus and taxi-trufi drivers are upset because people who are not authorized taxi-trufis and buses are taking business from them. So, the drivers have set up blockades on many major streets demonstrating their anger and frustration. This will be going on through tomorrow at least. So, we will see how this all progresses.
Today at the baby home we had Anticuchos, beef heart, which is a very traditonal dish here in South America! I am glad I tried it! Carol told me that when she studied in Peru she loved anticuchos and when she was heading home she wanted to get the recipe and found out just what anticuchos were. But, it was an experience and I am glad I was introduced to them in a safe setting.
Speaking of eating traditional Bolivian food, I had Silpancho the other night at Tunari, a very well-known restaurant here in Cochabamba. They serve very traditional dishes, including ox tail, tongue, tripe, kidneys. But, I stuck with Silpancho--beef on top of potatoes and rice and topped with tomatoes, onions, peppers, and a fried egg. (I gave my egg to another volunteer.) And, this weekend I am going with one of the tias to get Soap de Mani (Peanut soup), a very popular dish here, and fried llama meat. I am a little nervous, but it is an experience! I am eating things here I never thought I would eat! Mom and Dad, you would be proud!
I just received my address book in the mail from my parents. I forgot to pack it, and it took over a month for the package they sent me to get to Bolivia. So, I will be sending postcards out soon!
In other news, I will be moving out of the girls' home and into the volunteer house in the southern zone this Wednesday. Tim, another short-term Maryknoll volunteer, will be arriving in Cochabamba on August 15th. Tim and I will be living together in the volunteer house until he leaves in November. I will really miss living with the girls. I enjoy seeing them every morning and night, and giving them good night kisses and hugs. I will miss the girls screaming and laughing and knocking on the door every few minutes for something, but I know I will be able to sleep in at the new house! And, I will miss the tias! The tias are wonderful, and when I was sick they took very good care of me. And, when I had the biggest spider I have ever seen in my room, Tia Maritza came in and took care of it! I will miss living at Corazon del Pastor, but I am looking forward to having a space of my own and experiencing a new part of Cochabamba. I am excited to cook for myself, something I never thought I would say! So, if you have good, easy recipes please send them to me! And, living in the Southern Zone will be a completely new experience. The Southern Zone is a poorer area with more people who speak Quechua and Aymara. So, I am looking forward to getting to the know the barrio and the neighbors. Majority of the Maryknoll Lay Missioners live in the south, so it will be nice to live near people who are going through a similar experience.
My continuation of the list of things I learned in Bolivia will be coming soon! I hope everyone is doing well, and not a day goes by that I do not think of everyone I miss and love!
Friday, July 30, 2010
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Things I learned from my time in Boliva!
I cannot believe I have been in Bolivia almost two months! It really is crazy! I am enjoying everyday, and feel like a new lesson is learned every minute. Carol, a fellow volunteer, has inspired me to keep a list of things I learned in Bolivia! So here are a few very important lessons I have learned!
1. Napkins are a waste! Here in Bolivia, you will usually not receive a napkin with your meal because they are expensive. If you are lucky enough to get a napkin, each person only gets one. This does help with a waste problem! Some places, like the Maryknoll Volunteer House, use towels to cut down on waste and expenses.
2. Water should be used sparingly! The first day I moved into the girls´ home, the Tias reminded me that water is not easy to come by here, that it is expensive, and needs to be used sparingly. So, I turn the water off while shampooing and conditioning my hair, while I am brushing my teeth, and while I am sponging dirty dishes. There was a huge "water war" in Bolivia, and those difficult times are still present in people´s minds. Many Bolivians did not have water during the "water war" because they could not afford it. So, water is definitely not wasted, and is seem as a treasure.
3. Food should never be wasted! Even if there is a little of my yogurt left from breakfast, the tias will not throw it out. Someone will eat it. Carol and I were discussing that many people probably realize that a lot of people within Bolivia do not have food, so what food one has must be used and not wasted. The girls and babies must eat everyting they are given to ensure that no food is being wasted.
4. Handmade cards are the way to go! This lesson for me is difficult because I am horrible at art. But, for any special occasion, including birthdays, Christmas, and Friendship day, which just passed, the girls will make cards. And, they are absolutely beautiful! Cards are extremely expensive here, so the best way to celebrate something is to make a card. I will try my best to continue this tradition when I return home!
5. Hugs and kisses are always appreciated! The girls and babies at the homes cannot get enough hugs and kisses! So, I try and give them as much love as possible. The babies love when you kiss their hands and blow on their tummies, just like my mom and dad used to do to me! And, the girls will lay their heads on your arm or back. I will never take the hugs and kisses I receive for granted anymore!
There are tons more lessons I have leraned, but I have to head to work soon. More than learning lessons, I think I have learned to not take what I have and what I receive for granted--running water, electricity, food, and hugs and kisses, especially. More to come from my list of Bolivian lessons!
I miss everyone...A LOT! Sending lots and lots of love!
1. Napkins are a waste! Here in Bolivia, you will usually not receive a napkin with your meal because they are expensive. If you are lucky enough to get a napkin, each person only gets one. This does help with a waste problem! Some places, like the Maryknoll Volunteer House, use towels to cut down on waste and expenses.
2. Water should be used sparingly! The first day I moved into the girls´ home, the Tias reminded me that water is not easy to come by here, that it is expensive, and needs to be used sparingly. So, I turn the water off while shampooing and conditioning my hair, while I am brushing my teeth, and while I am sponging dirty dishes. There was a huge "water war" in Bolivia, and those difficult times are still present in people´s minds. Many Bolivians did not have water during the "water war" because they could not afford it. So, water is definitely not wasted, and is seem as a treasure.
3. Food should never be wasted! Even if there is a little of my yogurt left from breakfast, the tias will not throw it out. Someone will eat it. Carol and I were discussing that many people probably realize that a lot of people within Bolivia do not have food, so what food one has must be used and not wasted. The girls and babies must eat everyting they are given to ensure that no food is being wasted.
4. Handmade cards are the way to go! This lesson for me is difficult because I am horrible at art. But, for any special occasion, including birthdays, Christmas, and Friendship day, which just passed, the girls will make cards. And, they are absolutely beautiful! Cards are extremely expensive here, so the best way to celebrate something is to make a card. I will try my best to continue this tradition when I return home!
5. Hugs and kisses are always appreciated! The girls and babies at the homes cannot get enough hugs and kisses! So, I try and give them as much love as possible. The babies love when you kiss their hands and blow on their tummies, just like my mom and dad used to do to me! And, the girls will lay their heads on your arm or back. I will never take the hugs and kisses I receive for granted anymore!
There are tons more lessons I have leraned, but I have to head to work soon. More than learning lessons, I think I have learned to not take what I have and what I receive for granted--running water, electricity, food, and hugs and kisses, especially. More to come from my list of Bolivian lessons!
I miss everyone...A LOT! Sending lots and lots of love!
Sunday, July 25, 2010
La Paz: So modern, yet deeply indigenous!
On Sunday night when the students from Maryknoll flew back to Cochabamba, I stayed in La Paz at the Maryknoll house. I was able to get a few extra days off so I could explore the highest capital city in the world! And, it was worth it! It was a little strange traveling alone, but it was still an amazing time.
I did not get back into the city of La Paz until late on Sunday night. But, the ladies at the Maryknoll house had dinner waiting for me. Delicious chicken, vegetables, and potatoes. I wrote in my journal and got to talk with my mom and dad.
Monday morning I got up and got ready for my first day of exploring La Paz! I started at Plaza San Francisco, where there is an extremely beautiful church dedicated to Saint Francis. The main shopping district is in this area, and I walked around for a while looking at what was available to buy, and taking pictures. Calle Linares and Calle Sagarana are the main streets that have tons of places to buy traditional Bolivian goods--alpaca sweaters, traditional jewelry, music, instruments of the Andes, statues, textiles, etc. So I spent a good portion of the morning picking out souvenirs for family, friends, and myself.
The Cocoa Museum is also on Calle Linares. So, I went to the Museum to find out more about the leaf that is essential to the culture of the Andes, but is shunned by the United States. I did learn a lot about how Cocoa came to be and its cultural uses. Researchers have found traces of cocoa being chewed in skulls that are pre-Incan! Also, it has medicinal uses that have been practiced since the Incas. Interestingly, an American decided that majority of the people who lived in the Andean region were poor because of the function of cocoa in their culture. So, the UN decided to eradicate the cultivation of cocoa. The U.S. funded this, and assisted President Banzer, Bolivia's most violent dictator, with destroying cocoa fields throughout Bolivia. However, during this time, Coca-Cola was using cocoa flavoring to make the popular soft drink, so some cocoa production was continued just for the Coca-cola company. There were many more interesting facts about cocoa that should be read about before people jump to conclusions about the infamous leaf. Upstairs, there is a cafe to try food made with cocoa and a variety of cocoa drinks--cocoa iced tea, cocoa liquor, cocoa coffee, etc. I had the cocoa iced tea and a small shot of the cocoa liquor. They were both very good!
After the Cocoa Museum, I had lunch at Luna's Cafe in Calle Sagarana. I heard English, German, Spanish, Portuguese, and Japanese while eating lunch! There are literally people from all over the world who have come to visit La Paz! After lunch, I journeyed to the Witches' Market. The Witches' Market is a very traditional, indigenous market that sells everything from llama terds to llama fetuses, small statues to magical powders that one can use to ward off evil spirits, or bring luck, or protect. It was very interesting because many of the shop owners in the market will not sell to "gringos."
After wandering around for most of the day, I headed back to the main street, the Prado, and got a taxi back to the Maryknoll House. I had dinner with the women who work at the house and then did some reading and got to sleep early.
Tuesday was quite an exciting day! I slept in a little and got ready for a jam-packed day. It was my last full day in La Paz, and I wanted to see everything that I could. My first stop was Plaza Eduardo, where I took pictures and then found a quaint coffee shop, Alexander Coffee, to sit and plan my day. I had fresh-squeezed orange juice and a fresh baked empanada. After a quick break, I walked up towards the Prado, and cut down streets whenever something looked interesting. I ended up at Plaza Estudiante, which is surrounded by schools and Universities, so it was pretty chaotic. I stopped and had a snack at Ciudad Cafe at the very beginning of the Prado.
After, I started walking up the Prado, and stopped at Basilica Maria Auxiliadora. This chapel was one of the most amazing chapels I have ever seen! It was very simple, but had a beautiful, but simple mural of colors behind the altar. After a quick stop in the chapel, I went to the Modern Art Museum, which houses beautiful artwork, majority of which is by Bolivian Artists. My favorite works of art were by Eusebio Victor Choque Quispe, a local artist from La Paz. His paintings reflected the beauty of La Paz and the indigenous culture that envelops the capital city.
Then, I walked up the Prado trying to find a store that sold maps of La Paz. But, I got very lost. I had to stop at a cafe and sit down with a map and figure out where I was. I was close to Plaza Murillo and the Presidential Palace, so I headed there. Plaza Murillo is surrounded by the Presidential Palace, governmental offices, and the Main Cathedral. There were tons of people sitting in the plaza talking and feeding the pigeons. In the center of the plaza is a huge statue dedicated to La Paz.
I tried to go into the Cathedral, but soldiers were at the entrance not letting anyone in. So, I decided to walk around the plaza and take pictures. I saw a bunch of police cars sitting outside the Presidential Palace, and I decided to stay for a little bit to see what was happening. All of a sudden, two SUVs with tinted windows pull up and out walks President Evo Morales! The guards around him quickly got the President in one of the cars and the pulled off. I did not even have time to get my camera out! But, it was so exciting! After the President spotting, I sat on the steps of the Cathedral for a little bit, and then found the most amazing book store. I found a great map of La Paz, and a book entitled Libres! about women who suffered under Dictator Banzer. It is written in Spanish and I have been reading it. It is very interesting, but very heartbreaking. However, I am proud that I am reading a book that is written in Spanish and understanding majority of it!
After, I took a taxi to El Alto, the city above La Paz. I sat right on the rim overlooking La Paz and Illimani, the tall mountain in front of the city. It was absolutely breathtaking! I decided to be brave and take a taxi-trufi back down into the city, which was a great idea! I met locals and I feel like taking public transportation in Bolivia is really a great way to get to know the culture and the people. I went back to Calle Linares and Calle Sagarana to buy a few things I had forgotten the day before, and I visited the church of Saint Francis. Then, I went back towards Plaza Eduardo to get dinner. After a long, exciting day in La Paz, I headed back to the Maryknoll House very happy!
I had to leave Wednesday, so I slept in and got ready slowly. The ladies at the house had lunch ready for me early, and Willie took me to the airport. Driving to the airport, I realized that La Paz truly is a very magical city, and probably one of my most favorite cities I have ever visited! It is very modern and metropolitan, yet the indigenous culture, history, and traditions are still very alive.
I got back to Cochabamba around 3:30, and I was so happy to land because I have never been on a flight with so much turbulence! I unpacked and visited with the girls for a little bit. Then, I went to dinner with Carol at Casa de Campo, a restaurant that serves traditional Bolivian dishes. We had a great dinner, and I told her all about La Paz since she will be venturing there soon!
Since I have been back, I have been working at both homes. I really did miss the girls and the babies a lot, but I do miss La Paz! There is just something about La Paz that draws you in, and holds you close.
On Friday, Carol and I went deep into the Southern Zone, the very poor part of Cochabamba to visit Alfredo Murillo. Alfredo is a woodcarver, and he taught young men and women his unique trade. He now has a huge workshop in the south. Alfredo gave Carol and I a tour and showed us exactly how the process is completed. I got pictures, and will post them soon. These men and women have to cut these tiny, precise pieces of wood and make scenes. It is absolutely amazing! I bought a few things from Alfredo, and I hope to go back with mom and dad when they come down!
More to come this week! I miss everyone, and think about you all everyday! Sending my love!
I did not get back into the city of La Paz until late on Sunday night. But, the ladies at the Maryknoll house had dinner waiting for me. Delicious chicken, vegetables, and potatoes. I wrote in my journal and got to talk with my mom and dad.
Monday morning I got up and got ready for my first day of exploring La Paz! I started at Plaza San Francisco, where there is an extremely beautiful church dedicated to Saint Francis. The main shopping district is in this area, and I walked around for a while looking at what was available to buy, and taking pictures. Calle Linares and Calle Sagarana are the main streets that have tons of places to buy traditional Bolivian goods--alpaca sweaters, traditional jewelry, music, instruments of the Andes, statues, textiles, etc. So I spent a good portion of the morning picking out souvenirs for family, friends, and myself.
The Cocoa Museum is also on Calle Linares. So, I went to the Museum to find out more about the leaf that is essential to the culture of the Andes, but is shunned by the United States. I did learn a lot about how Cocoa came to be and its cultural uses. Researchers have found traces of cocoa being chewed in skulls that are pre-Incan! Also, it has medicinal uses that have been practiced since the Incas. Interestingly, an American decided that majority of the people who lived in the Andean region were poor because of the function of cocoa in their culture. So, the UN decided to eradicate the cultivation of cocoa. The U.S. funded this, and assisted President Banzer, Bolivia's most violent dictator, with destroying cocoa fields throughout Bolivia. However, during this time, Coca-Cola was using cocoa flavoring to make the popular soft drink, so some cocoa production was continued just for the Coca-cola company. There were many more interesting facts about cocoa that should be read about before people jump to conclusions about the infamous leaf. Upstairs, there is a cafe to try food made with cocoa and a variety of cocoa drinks--cocoa iced tea, cocoa liquor, cocoa coffee, etc. I had the cocoa iced tea and a small shot of the cocoa liquor. They were both very good!
After the Cocoa Museum, I had lunch at Luna's Cafe in Calle Sagarana. I heard English, German, Spanish, Portuguese, and Japanese while eating lunch! There are literally people from all over the world who have come to visit La Paz! After lunch, I journeyed to the Witches' Market. The Witches' Market is a very traditional, indigenous market that sells everything from llama terds to llama fetuses, small statues to magical powders that one can use to ward off evil spirits, or bring luck, or protect. It was very interesting because many of the shop owners in the market will not sell to "gringos."
After wandering around for most of the day, I headed back to the main street, the Prado, and got a taxi back to the Maryknoll House. I had dinner with the women who work at the house and then did some reading and got to sleep early.
Tuesday was quite an exciting day! I slept in a little and got ready for a jam-packed day. It was my last full day in La Paz, and I wanted to see everything that I could. My first stop was Plaza Eduardo, where I took pictures and then found a quaint coffee shop, Alexander Coffee, to sit and plan my day. I had fresh-squeezed orange juice and a fresh baked empanada. After a quick break, I walked up towards the Prado, and cut down streets whenever something looked interesting. I ended up at Plaza Estudiante, which is surrounded by schools and Universities, so it was pretty chaotic. I stopped and had a snack at Ciudad Cafe at the very beginning of the Prado.
After, I started walking up the Prado, and stopped at Basilica Maria Auxiliadora. This chapel was one of the most amazing chapels I have ever seen! It was very simple, but had a beautiful, but simple mural of colors behind the altar. After a quick stop in the chapel, I went to the Modern Art Museum, which houses beautiful artwork, majority of which is by Bolivian Artists. My favorite works of art were by Eusebio Victor Choque Quispe, a local artist from La Paz. His paintings reflected the beauty of La Paz and the indigenous culture that envelops the capital city.
Then, I walked up the Prado trying to find a store that sold maps of La Paz. But, I got very lost. I had to stop at a cafe and sit down with a map and figure out where I was. I was close to Plaza Murillo and the Presidential Palace, so I headed there. Plaza Murillo is surrounded by the Presidential Palace, governmental offices, and the Main Cathedral. There were tons of people sitting in the plaza talking and feeding the pigeons. In the center of the plaza is a huge statue dedicated to La Paz.
I tried to go into the Cathedral, but soldiers were at the entrance not letting anyone in. So, I decided to walk around the plaza and take pictures. I saw a bunch of police cars sitting outside the Presidential Palace, and I decided to stay for a little bit to see what was happening. All of a sudden, two SUVs with tinted windows pull up and out walks President Evo Morales! The guards around him quickly got the President in one of the cars and the pulled off. I did not even have time to get my camera out! But, it was so exciting! After the President spotting, I sat on the steps of the Cathedral for a little bit, and then found the most amazing book store. I found a great map of La Paz, and a book entitled Libres! about women who suffered under Dictator Banzer. It is written in Spanish and I have been reading it. It is very interesting, but very heartbreaking. However, I am proud that I am reading a book that is written in Spanish and understanding majority of it!
After, I took a taxi to El Alto, the city above La Paz. I sat right on the rim overlooking La Paz and Illimani, the tall mountain in front of the city. It was absolutely breathtaking! I decided to be brave and take a taxi-trufi back down into the city, which was a great idea! I met locals and I feel like taking public transportation in Bolivia is really a great way to get to know the culture and the people. I went back to Calle Linares and Calle Sagarana to buy a few things I had forgotten the day before, and I visited the church of Saint Francis. Then, I went back towards Plaza Eduardo to get dinner. After a long, exciting day in La Paz, I headed back to the Maryknoll House very happy!
I had to leave Wednesday, so I slept in and got ready slowly. The ladies at the house had lunch ready for me early, and Willie took me to the airport. Driving to the airport, I realized that La Paz truly is a very magical city, and probably one of my most favorite cities I have ever visited! It is very modern and metropolitan, yet the indigenous culture, history, and traditions are still very alive.
I got back to Cochabamba around 3:30, and I was so happy to land because I have never been on a flight with so much turbulence! I unpacked and visited with the girls for a little bit. Then, I went to dinner with Carol at Casa de Campo, a restaurant that serves traditional Bolivian dishes. We had a great dinner, and I told her all about La Paz since she will be venturing there soon!
Since I have been back, I have been working at both homes. I really did miss the girls and the babies a lot, but I do miss La Paz! There is just something about La Paz that draws you in, and holds you close.
On Friday, Carol and I went deep into the Southern Zone, the very poor part of Cochabamba to visit Alfredo Murillo. Alfredo is a woodcarver, and he taught young men and women his unique trade. He now has a huge workshop in the south. Alfredo gave Carol and I a tour and showed us exactly how the process is completed. I got pictures, and will post them soon. These men and women have to cut these tiny, precise pieces of wood and make scenes. It is absolutely amazing! I bought a few things from Alfredo, and I hope to go back with mom and dad when they come down!
More to come this week! I miss everyone, and think about you all everyday! Sending my love!
Monday, July 19, 2010
Adventure Lake Titicaca: waves, sleet, and a lack of oxygen!
The days leading up to my excursion to Lake Titicaca and La Paz seemed to go by slowly because I was so looking forward to this trip! And, it definitely has been worth it!
On Friday morning I had to work at the baby home. I got up to take a shower, and just as I was about to put shampoo in my hair, the water tank ran out of water. So, the house was out of water for the day. So, the day started off weirdly. But, Pedacito was just as fun, but I do admit I was watching the clock more than usual, waiting for the time to leave and head to the airport. I had a little time before I had to be at the airport, so I helped the girls with their homework for a little while. When it was time to leave I felt so guilty! The girls told me they were not going to let me leave. I had to give each of them about 5 kisses and hugs, and I had to promise I was coming back. I really felt like I was abandoning them. It was a hard because I had been really looking forward to this trip, but felt horrible about leaving the girls.
All the travelers met at the Maryknoll Center at 5:30 to get cabs to the airport. two of the boys that rode in my cab were very sick. One had just gotten lab results back that explained all the different bacterias and ameobas he has in his system, and the other guy had been up the night before throwing up from somethng he ate. So, that was a fun taxi ride!
We landed in La Paz, the highest capital city in the world, around 8, and Willie, our driver for the weekend, met us at the airport. The airport is in El Alto, the area above La Paz. The city of La Paz is a huge bowl. Many people have flocked to the city to try and make a living. So, the city of La Paz now stretches up into the hills, with houses built right into the hills. El Alto, which began as part of La Paz, is now considered a city of its own because it is so populated, but extremely poor! The views from El Alto and driving into the bowl that is La Paz were incredible, especially at night! It was just amazing. Another girl that was on the trip is from Marin, and we both agreed that La Paz reminded us so much of San Francisco.
When we arrived at the MAryknoll Center in La Paz, where we were going to stay that night, a huge, delicious dinner was waiting for us--grilled chicken, potatoes, salad, broccoli, bread... Also, because of the extremely high altitude, the table was filled with cocoa leaves to chew and cocoa mate to drink. We ate all together, and then headed to bed because Willie was picking us up at 6 AM to head to Lake Titicaca!
The altitude is no joke! I had a horrible headache and stomach ache for most of the night and the next morning. I was drinking cocoa tea, coca-cola, and chewed cocoa leaves, and I think that combination helped! But, it is extremely hard to walk up hills because your lungs feel like they are going to collapse, and your muscles hurt from a lack of oxygen.
The drive to Copacabana and Lake Titicaca was amazing! When we fianlly got to see the Lake there was a huge rainbow over it! It was one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen! During the drive, it was sleeting, hailing, and even began to snow! In order to get to Copacabana, we had cross to the other side of the lake. Our minibus was put on a barge and taken across the lake, while we rode in a very small boat. The weather was not good because of the wind and rain and hail. But, we survived!
After about 3.5-4 hours of driving, we fianlly made it to Copacabana. It was so gloomy, windy, and rainy! We planned to take a boat to Isla del Sol that day. We had a wait for about an hour because the conditions on the lake were dangerous. But, they gave us the okay, and we headed to the dock. The 3 hour boat ride to the northern part of Isla del Sol was one of the scariest times in my life! The waves were higher than the boat´s windows, and we all thought we were going to sink! However, miraculously, we survived this crazy boat ride.
When we got to the island, we decided to hike to the ruins, which we were told was a very easy 30 minute round-trip walk. It was a hike! We climbed up and up and up, and the altitude made it so hard to breathe. Lake Titicaca is over 14,000 feet, so everyone was exhausted and having trouble breathing! But, the views were incredible and made the intense hike worth it!
At the ruins, the indigenous people who were ancestors of those who built the ruins, set fire to businesses that were built there without the consent and to their disapproval. It was a very interesting time to be up there, and see the politics involved. Many of the people there did not speak Spanish, but spoke Aymara.
A tour guide gave us a short tour of the ruins, and showed us where mummies were kept, where the temple to worship was, and where sacred water to heal people had been found and used. The water was still there, so we got on our hands and knees, and crawled into this tiny cave to place water on our foreheads, just as the indigenous people used to do.
We stopped at the south end of Isla del Sol, and climbed all the way to the top of this mountian where a small community had been built. Even Lonley Planet recommended places to stay and eat way at the top! It was amazing, but again, it was a hard hike because it was stairs all the way up! By the time we started heading home, it was getting dark and the conditions on the water were much more dangerous than before. So, the captain decided to stop at the tip of land, and the hotel bus had to come pick us up! I am glad he decided to stop because it was definitely getting scary! And, the boat had no lights, and no radio. We took this narrow, dirt road back to Copacabana, which was a little scary at night.
When we got back to the hotel everyone was starving, so we split up to go to dinner. Scott, Alli, Jacob, Dan, and I ended up going to La Pasto, a quaint Italian food restaurant run by very hip people. Dinner was great! After dinner we all went to bed after a long day of hiking in the rain and sleet trying to fight the altitude.
Sunday was a much more relaxed day in Copacabana! We had breakfast at the hotel, went to mass at the cathedral in town, and shopped for a little bit. The cathedral in Copacabana is famous for car blessings. The roads around the area are extremely dangerous, so business and families bring their cars and trucks to the front of the church for a blessing. It was amazing to watch because the tradition has roots in the Aymara culture-they spray their car with alcohol before heading on dangerous roads to please the gods.People decoarte their cars with flowers and statues, then pour champagne and beer all over the car, and then light firecrakcers. The cathedral had a separate chapel of candles, where you can go to light a candle in honor of someone or for a special intention. People take the wax, and write words, or make pictures of things they pray for. This was a very cultural and moving experience.
Around 12, we had an amazing lunch at Restaurante Kupula. Our table ordered fondue, which came with bread, broccoli, cauliflower, pickles, olives, and an amazing quiona salad! It was a great lunch with a spectacular view of the Lake. Sunday the sun was out, but it was still about 30 degrees. But, with the sun, Copacabana reminded me of Santa Cruz, or a small beach town. After lunch we walked around the town and did some shopping. We did not have a ton of time becaue we were leaving around 4. The other travelers had a flight back to Cochabamba at 8, so we had to get to the airport in time for that.
I am staying in La Paz at the Maryknoll Center until Wednesday. I did some exploring today, and it is such an unique city. La Paz is very metropolitan, but still has such strong indigenous roots. It is quite a juxtaposition! Walking through a market today there are things people purchase to ward off bad spirits or to keep them safe. Very intereting! But, I really like this city. It is huge, and very hilly, but amazingly beautiful! More to come about the La Paz adventure!
Hope all is well at home, and I miss everyone terribly! Sending all my love!
On Friday morning I had to work at the baby home. I got up to take a shower, and just as I was about to put shampoo in my hair, the water tank ran out of water. So, the house was out of water for the day. So, the day started off weirdly. But, Pedacito was just as fun, but I do admit I was watching the clock more than usual, waiting for the time to leave and head to the airport. I had a little time before I had to be at the airport, so I helped the girls with their homework for a little while. When it was time to leave I felt so guilty! The girls told me they were not going to let me leave. I had to give each of them about 5 kisses and hugs, and I had to promise I was coming back. I really felt like I was abandoning them. It was a hard because I had been really looking forward to this trip, but felt horrible about leaving the girls.
All the travelers met at the Maryknoll Center at 5:30 to get cabs to the airport. two of the boys that rode in my cab were very sick. One had just gotten lab results back that explained all the different bacterias and ameobas he has in his system, and the other guy had been up the night before throwing up from somethng he ate. So, that was a fun taxi ride!
We landed in La Paz, the highest capital city in the world, around 8, and Willie, our driver for the weekend, met us at the airport. The airport is in El Alto, the area above La Paz. The city of La Paz is a huge bowl. Many people have flocked to the city to try and make a living. So, the city of La Paz now stretches up into the hills, with houses built right into the hills. El Alto, which began as part of La Paz, is now considered a city of its own because it is so populated, but extremely poor! The views from El Alto and driving into the bowl that is La Paz were incredible, especially at night! It was just amazing. Another girl that was on the trip is from Marin, and we both agreed that La Paz reminded us so much of San Francisco.
When we arrived at the MAryknoll Center in La Paz, where we were going to stay that night, a huge, delicious dinner was waiting for us--grilled chicken, potatoes, salad, broccoli, bread... Also, because of the extremely high altitude, the table was filled with cocoa leaves to chew and cocoa mate to drink. We ate all together, and then headed to bed because Willie was picking us up at 6 AM to head to Lake Titicaca!
The altitude is no joke! I had a horrible headache and stomach ache for most of the night and the next morning. I was drinking cocoa tea, coca-cola, and chewed cocoa leaves, and I think that combination helped! But, it is extremely hard to walk up hills because your lungs feel like they are going to collapse, and your muscles hurt from a lack of oxygen.
The drive to Copacabana and Lake Titicaca was amazing! When we fianlly got to see the Lake there was a huge rainbow over it! It was one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen! During the drive, it was sleeting, hailing, and even began to snow! In order to get to Copacabana, we had cross to the other side of the lake. Our minibus was put on a barge and taken across the lake, while we rode in a very small boat. The weather was not good because of the wind and rain and hail. But, we survived!
After about 3.5-4 hours of driving, we fianlly made it to Copacabana. It was so gloomy, windy, and rainy! We planned to take a boat to Isla del Sol that day. We had a wait for about an hour because the conditions on the lake were dangerous. But, they gave us the okay, and we headed to the dock. The 3 hour boat ride to the northern part of Isla del Sol was one of the scariest times in my life! The waves were higher than the boat´s windows, and we all thought we were going to sink! However, miraculously, we survived this crazy boat ride.
When we got to the island, we decided to hike to the ruins, which we were told was a very easy 30 minute round-trip walk. It was a hike! We climbed up and up and up, and the altitude made it so hard to breathe. Lake Titicaca is over 14,000 feet, so everyone was exhausted and having trouble breathing! But, the views were incredible and made the intense hike worth it!
At the ruins, the indigenous people who were ancestors of those who built the ruins, set fire to businesses that were built there without the consent and to their disapproval. It was a very interesting time to be up there, and see the politics involved. Many of the people there did not speak Spanish, but spoke Aymara.
A tour guide gave us a short tour of the ruins, and showed us where mummies were kept, where the temple to worship was, and where sacred water to heal people had been found and used. The water was still there, so we got on our hands and knees, and crawled into this tiny cave to place water on our foreheads, just as the indigenous people used to do.
We stopped at the south end of Isla del Sol, and climbed all the way to the top of this mountian where a small community had been built. Even Lonley Planet recommended places to stay and eat way at the top! It was amazing, but again, it was a hard hike because it was stairs all the way up! By the time we started heading home, it was getting dark and the conditions on the water were much more dangerous than before. So, the captain decided to stop at the tip of land, and the hotel bus had to come pick us up! I am glad he decided to stop because it was definitely getting scary! And, the boat had no lights, and no radio. We took this narrow, dirt road back to Copacabana, which was a little scary at night.
When we got back to the hotel everyone was starving, so we split up to go to dinner. Scott, Alli, Jacob, Dan, and I ended up going to La Pasto, a quaint Italian food restaurant run by very hip people. Dinner was great! After dinner we all went to bed after a long day of hiking in the rain and sleet trying to fight the altitude.
Sunday was a much more relaxed day in Copacabana! We had breakfast at the hotel, went to mass at the cathedral in town, and shopped for a little bit. The cathedral in Copacabana is famous for car blessings. The roads around the area are extremely dangerous, so business and families bring their cars and trucks to the front of the church for a blessing. It was amazing to watch because the tradition has roots in the Aymara culture-they spray their car with alcohol before heading on dangerous roads to please the gods.People decoarte their cars with flowers and statues, then pour champagne and beer all over the car, and then light firecrakcers. The cathedral had a separate chapel of candles, where you can go to light a candle in honor of someone or for a special intention. People take the wax, and write words, or make pictures of things they pray for. This was a very cultural and moving experience.
Around 12, we had an amazing lunch at Restaurante Kupula. Our table ordered fondue, which came with bread, broccoli, cauliflower, pickles, olives, and an amazing quiona salad! It was a great lunch with a spectacular view of the Lake. Sunday the sun was out, but it was still about 30 degrees. But, with the sun, Copacabana reminded me of Santa Cruz, or a small beach town. After lunch we walked around the town and did some shopping. We did not have a ton of time becaue we were leaving around 4. The other travelers had a flight back to Cochabamba at 8, so we had to get to the airport in time for that.
I am staying in La Paz at the Maryknoll Center until Wednesday. I did some exploring today, and it is such an unique city. La Paz is very metropolitan, but still has such strong indigenous roots. It is quite a juxtaposition! Walking through a market today there are things people purchase to ward off bad spirits or to keep them safe. Very intereting! But, I really like this city. It is huge, and very hilly, but amazingly beautiful! More to come about the La Paz adventure!
Hope all is well at home, and I miss everyone terribly! Sending all my love!
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Manuel
The last couple of days have been pretty easy going because I have been sick and feeling pretty badly. But, I feel like I am starting to get better...knock on wood. Last night I spent a lot of time with the older girls and we painted our finger nails, talked, and played games. Slowly, I am becoming closer to the older girls! Today was my day off and we had our weekly volunteer meeting, and then Carol and I went downtown, had lunch, and walked around. I saw pop rocks for the first time, and bought some for each of the girls to try!
I am so excited about my upcoming trip to La Paz and Lake Titicaca! Dan used to live in La Paz, and he was telling me all the places to go during our meeting today. It sounds like an amazing city because it is very metropolitan, but also very indigenous. It is a mix of cultures. Also, La Paz, as Dan described, is like a sink. The city of La Paz is sunken, and the outskirts and the airport are the counter. He says the views are amazing from El Alto and the area around the airport. But, because it is over 13,000 feet, it is difficult to climb. But, I am going to attempt to get as far up as possible to see the views! Cochabamba has a lot of people who are Quechua, but La Paz has Aymara! I am extremely excited to learn more about the Aymara culture and history, but also to hear the language! While in La Paz, I want to visit the Cocoa Museum and wander around and get "lost." It should be an adventure!
The reason this post is entitled Manuel is because I want to share stories about each kid I come in contact with and get to know! Manuel is a little boy at Pedacito del Cielo. But, he and I have come to be good friends. When I get to the guarderia he will come up and hug my legs, and say "Hola, Tia." He has a lot of energy, but he is such an amazing kid. And, he has the best laugh! I want to record it, so everyone can hear his crazy laugh!
When I first started working at Pedacito, Manuel was one of the more standoffish kids. But, now he comes and sits in my lap. And, he loves when you tickle him, pick him up, and rub his back. Last night when I was helping to put the kids to bed, I was assigned to his room. He has this HUGE crib that he has figured out how to somehow get out of. I can barely lift him into his crib. But, last night I was rubbing his back trying to get him to sleep. And, he reached out and grabbed my hand. He held my hand until he went to sleep. At one point, I had to go rub the back of another little girl in the room who was making a lot of noise. Manuel sat up and waited until I came back to his crib. He grabbed my hand and laid down.
Moments like this really put things into perspective. I came down to Bolivia to give love and attention to kids, which means holding their hands while they fall asleep. I really cannot put into words what I felt last night, but it made me so happy! I am glad that I have built a bond with Manuel and the other kids at the home. It is quite an amazing feeling. Last night I was thinking how sad it will be to leave these kids in December, but I guess I have to appreciate and be thankful for the time I have gotten to spend with each one of them!
Monday, July 12, 2010
Farmacia Soto
I had my first pharmacy experience here in Bolivia! Very interesting! I walked in, wihout a prescription and without knowing what I needed, and told the woman working there my symptoms. She asked if I was allergic to penicillin, and I replied no. She pulled a huge box of pills from behind the counter and asked if I would like 4 or 5 days. I said 5 and she cut me 15 pills, 3 per day. I paid 22.50 Bolivianos, or $3.20 for my antibiotics! So, I really do not know what kind of anitbiotic I am currently taking, but I hope it works quickly! I do not want to be sick for my trip this weekend! This afternoon I do feel a little better, so I hope the medicine is working!
I had to blog about this because it was a much different experience than in the U.S.
I am off to Pedacito del Cielo, the baby home!
I had to blog about this because it was a much different experience than in the U.S.
I am off to Pedacito del Cielo, the baby home!
Sunday, July 11, 2010
The Road Less Traveled
This week has been a little crazy, with no time to update. So, this post will cover many days! Unfortunately, I am currently sick with a sinus infection! It has been nice because today is my day off, so I have gotten to rest and take it easy.
During our volunteer meeting on Tuesday, Dan, Jenna, Carol, and I discussed our definition of service and missionary work, and whether it has changed or altered since we arrived in Cochabamba. I felt like i had a clear sense of service and mission before I came to Bolivia, but now I do not have a definition, and everyday my idea of mission changes. I thought coming here that missioin was very hands on and full of action. But, I have come to find out that a big part of mission work inculdes being present with the people. Sitting with one of the girls while she does her homework, eatting dinner with the girls, holding a baby. And, mission, in my opinion, includes the discovery of the culture and the history of a country. So, traveling throughout Bolivia, and even within Cochabamba is mission work. I have met so many fascinating people along the way--it is really amazing!
After our small volunteer meeting, we went to the big, collaborative meeting with all the Maryknoll priests, brothers, sisters, and volunteers. Dan, our program director, introduced Carol and I, and told everyone about the work we will be doing during our time in Bolivia. We split up into small groups and talked about the work everyone was a part of. Some of the sisters and priests have been here for 40 years! And, many work in some of the poorest areas in the south. It is incredible to hear stories about their time in Bolivia, and how things have changed. We gave a blessing to Jenna and another priest, who are both returning home. Jenna spent a year here in Cochabamba, and I am so sad that I was here for the very end of her trip! She is an amazing young woman who truly exemplifies a missionary. She got to know many of the Bolivians in her barrio very well. She worked at a school and with elderly people, and she is extremely caring. She will be missed down here! After, we had Chinese food that was just amazing. I thought I would never try Chinese food in another country after our very interesting experience with Chinese food in Mexico. But, this was so good! And, Chinese food is definitely one of my favorite foods!
Wednesday was my day off! But, it is definitely hard to sleep in when girls are screaming and laughing. So, I got up, got ready, and played with a few of the girls for a little bit. I also cleaned my room--dusted a few things, swept my floors, and tidied things up. I was proud of myself! I went to Maryknoll a little early to upload pictures and chat with mom and dad. There is a weekly "charla" at Maryknoll where speakers from all over come and talk about different topics--the culture, the politics, the history of Bolivia, spirituality, etc. This week the charla was about the spirit of missionary work. Through our work, we experience a revolution (a radical change of attitudes and behavior), an evolution (a development of new attitudes and behavior), and fianlly a revelation (a divine manifestation that liberates us from within). It was very interesting because I think that as a volunteer, I am currently experiencing this process. After the charla, I went to dinner with some of the other volunteers and students that attened the talk. We went to Sole Mio, an Italian favorite here in Cochabamba!
We had a meeting for all volunteers working with Ninos con Valor on Wednesday night a Tyson and Carolina's house. They have a beautiful house, not too far from the girls' home. Carolina and I bonded over the paintings by and of Frida that hung in their house. There were six of us there, and we all shared why we came down to Cochabamba and what the challenges for us have been so far. It is hard to put into words exactly why you go somewhere to volunteer. And, all the volunteers mentioned our Spanish being a challenge. Although my Spanish has definitely improved, it is hard to sometimes express exactly what I mean, or describe things perfectly. It was really nice to get together and talk about our experiences and get to know the other volunteers outside of work.
Thursday was an exhausting day! We took the girls to a huge park with tons of activities--swings, slides, an aquarium, waterslides, etc. The girls had an amazing time, and I got some really great pictures of them exploring and playing. We split up into groups to explore the park in the morning. I had Jhoselin, Joana, Evelyn, and Vanesa, and they wanted to see everything! We went to the aquarium and saw all the fish, frogs, and turtles. And, they eve got to feed the fish! I had an amazing time watching them have tons of fun! Around 12 we had a picnic--baked chicken, okra, potatoes, and vegetable salad. Bolivians really know how to picnic! After lunch, I played soccer and volleyball with a few of the girls. We had a big soccer game, and the winners got oranges as a prize! We headed back to the house around four. The girls relaxed a little, then Vanesa, Elena, Ana, and I had a dance session. It was funny to see them dancing and laughing because usually, Julia and Karla are more reserved and quiet. We had quinoa soup for dinner, which was delicious! And, after dinner I was shower supervisor. After facilitating the showers, Tia Celia told me to go relax because it had been a long day.
On Friday morning I went with the girls to their vacation classes to get pictures of them for Kimberly. It was so great to see them doing art and interacting outside of the house. Angela's class was how to make art out of newspaper, and she made some really cool things! Evelyn, Cynthia, Jhoselin, and Joana took a singing class, and Diana, Mariela, Paty, Kattia, and Karina took a class on making things out of foam. After taking a few pictures, I went to Pedacito, the baby home. Most of the kids are sick, so I am pretty sure I got my infection from them. But, there was a lot of fussing and crying beccause all the babies were under the weather. After they ate snack, there was classroom time outside. I took pictures of Tia Evelin working with the kids on their names. We had lunch and I helped put the kids to bed.
I met Carol at the Post Office so we could go to the Cancha. We went to the Artesian section and I could buy so much stuff there! There are amazing statues and jewelry, shirts and cups, etc. After a few hours at the Cancha buying things and exploring, we went to Cafe Paris in the main plaza. We both had delicious crepes! The latte was also very good. People sat in the cafe for hours just talking. I took the bus home and there was a group of North Americans who were in Cochabamba for a week on a mission trip. They were screaming on the bus and yelling, "cracker packer." I was really embarassed to be American because all the Bolivians were just looking at them. That instance made me realize how differnt our cultures really are.
When I got home the girls wanted to play some games for prizes. I had some chocolate and lollipops saved so the younger girls played Bingo, and the older girls played Uno. It was so fun! I am really starting to get to know each of the girls well.
Yesterday, Saturday, I woke up feeling so sick! My throat hurt and I was sao congested. But, I had to get up in time to be at Pedacito by 9. We can take one girl with us to the guarderia on the weekend, and Adriana wanted to go. So, we took the bus together and went to Pedacito. It was nice to spend one-on-one time with Lizeth, I feel like I got to know her a little better. It was a little crazy because there is always one nurse at the baby home during the day and she did not show up. So, it was a challenge. I had to get the younger ones ready for nap after lunch and it was so hard! I had to change their diapers and brush their teeth. It was difficult because I could only help one kid at a time, and the other ones needed help. But, I survived!
When Adriana and I got back to the girls' home, some of the girls were watching a movie and some were finishing homework for school, which starts up tomorrow. I helped Jhoselin with her homework. She had to pick the articles, nouns, adjectives, and verbs out of sentences. I was proud of myself because I could describe what each was to her! Then, I helped Cynthia with her division homework, read, packed, and headed to the Recoleta to meet Carol for dinner. We went to Chifa Lai-Lai, a Chinese food restaurant. We had so much food and beer for under $10 each! It was a great dinner. We taxied back to the volunteer house in the South, where Carol lives. We went to bed pretty early because we were going to an early mass in the far south of Cochabamba.
We had to wake up at 5:30 this morning to get ready, walk to the taxi-trufi, and be at Pancho's house by 6:45. Pancho is a Maryknoll priest who lives in the South and does mass for the people there, and also helps run a school. He is a really nice, funny guy, who is from Kentucky and speaks Spanish with this heavy southern accent. However, we were late, and Pancho left without us. So, Carol and I were trying to figure out how to take a taxi-trufi up to the "church." We were pretty lost, so Pancho sent a member of his parish down to pick us up.
The mass is held in this community center that is still being built. The seats are stools and 2 benches and the ground is dirt. But, everyone who attended the mass was so warm and friendly. Most of the people in this community speak Quechua and some Spanish. This area is very different than the city, so I was glad I got to experience the heart of the Southern Zone. We walked around for a little bit. The main street has 2 restaurants and a few small tiendas. After a little exploring, Carol and I taxi-trufied back. I did not feel good, so I took a nap. We were supposed to watch the World Cup Final in a plaza where they show the game on a big screen, but both of us are not feeling too good. So, we stayed at the houe to relax and sleep.
This week will be busy, and I hope I get better soon! On Friday, I am leaving for Lake Titicaca and La Paz. I am going for the first two nights with students from the Language Institute, and then I am staying in the Maryknoll Center in La Paz for 3 extra nights by myself to explore. I am so looking forward to this adventure!
I miss everyone so much! Happy Birthday, Mom! Yes, today is my mom's birthday! Sending all my love!
During our volunteer meeting on Tuesday, Dan, Jenna, Carol, and I discussed our definition of service and missionary work, and whether it has changed or altered since we arrived in Cochabamba. I felt like i had a clear sense of service and mission before I came to Bolivia, but now I do not have a definition, and everyday my idea of mission changes. I thought coming here that missioin was very hands on and full of action. But, I have come to find out that a big part of mission work inculdes being present with the people. Sitting with one of the girls while she does her homework, eatting dinner with the girls, holding a baby. And, mission, in my opinion, includes the discovery of the culture and the history of a country. So, traveling throughout Bolivia, and even within Cochabamba is mission work. I have met so many fascinating people along the way--it is really amazing!
After our small volunteer meeting, we went to the big, collaborative meeting with all the Maryknoll priests, brothers, sisters, and volunteers. Dan, our program director, introduced Carol and I, and told everyone about the work we will be doing during our time in Bolivia. We split up into small groups and talked about the work everyone was a part of. Some of the sisters and priests have been here for 40 years! And, many work in some of the poorest areas in the south. It is incredible to hear stories about their time in Bolivia, and how things have changed. We gave a blessing to Jenna and another priest, who are both returning home. Jenna spent a year here in Cochabamba, and I am so sad that I was here for the very end of her trip! She is an amazing young woman who truly exemplifies a missionary. She got to know many of the Bolivians in her barrio very well. She worked at a school and with elderly people, and she is extremely caring. She will be missed down here! After, we had Chinese food that was just amazing. I thought I would never try Chinese food in another country after our very interesting experience with Chinese food in Mexico. But, this was so good! And, Chinese food is definitely one of my favorite foods!
Wednesday was my day off! But, it is definitely hard to sleep in when girls are screaming and laughing. So, I got up, got ready, and played with a few of the girls for a little bit. I also cleaned my room--dusted a few things, swept my floors, and tidied things up. I was proud of myself! I went to Maryknoll a little early to upload pictures and chat with mom and dad. There is a weekly "charla" at Maryknoll where speakers from all over come and talk about different topics--the culture, the politics, the history of Bolivia, spirituality, etc. This week the charla was about the spirit of missionary work. Through our work, we experience a revolution (a radical change of attitudes and behavior), an evolution (a development of new attitudes and behavior), and fianlly a revelation (a divine manifestation that liberates us from within). It was very interesting because I think that as a volunteer, I am currently experiencing this process. After the charla, I went to dinner with some of the other volunteers and students that attened the talk. We went to Sole Mio, an Italian favorite here in Cochabamba!
We had a meeting for all volunteers working with Ninos con Valor on Wednesday night a Tyson and Carolina's house. They have a beautiful house, not too far from the girls' home. Carolina and I bonded over the paintings by and of Frida that hung in their house. There were six of us there, and we all shared why we came down to Cochabamba and what the challenges for us have been so far. It is hard to put into words exactly why you go somewhere to volunteer. And, all the volunteers mentioned our Spanish being a challenge. Although my Spanish has definitely improved, it is hard to sometimes express exactly what I mean, or describe things perfectly. It was really nice to get together and talk about our experiences and get to know the other volunteers outside of work.
Thursday was an exhausting day! We took the girls to a huge park with tons of activities--swings, slides, an aquarium, waterslides, etc. The girls had an amazing time, and I got some really great pictures of them exploring and playing. We split up into groups to explore the park in the morning. I had Jhoselin, Joana, Evelyn, and Vanesa, and they wanted to see everything! We went to the aquarium and saw all the fish, frogs, and turtles. And, they eve got to feed the fish! I had an amazing time watching them have tons of fun! Around 12 we had a picnic--baked chicken, okra, potatoes, and vegetable salad. Bolivians really know how to picnic! After lunch, I played soccer and volleyball with a few of the girls. We had a big soccer game, and the winners got oranges as a prize! We headed back to the house around four. The girls relaxed a little, then Vanesa, Elena, Ana, and I had a dance session. It was funny to see them dancing and laughing because usually, Julia and Karla are more reserved and quiet. We had quinoa soup for dinner, which was delicious! And, after dinner I was shower supervisor. After facilitating the showers, Tia Celia told me to go relax because it had been a long day.
On Friday morning I went with the girls to their vacation classes to get pictures of them for Kimberly. It was so great to see them doing art and interacting outside of the house. Angela's class was how to make art out of newspaper, and she made some really cool things! Evelyn, Cynthia, Jhoselin, and Joana took a singing class, and Diana, Mariela, Paty, Kattia, and Karina took a class on making things out of foam. After taking a few pictures, I went to Pedacito, the baby home. Most of the kids are sick, so I am pretty sure I got my infection from them. But, there was a lot of fussing and crying beccause all the babies were under the weather. After they ate snack, there was classroom time outside. I took pictures of Tia Evelin working with the kids on their names. We had lunch and I helped put the kids to bed.
I met Carol at the Post Office so we could go to the Cancha. We went to the Artesian section and I could buy so much stuff there! There are amazing statues and jewelry, shirts and cups, etc. After a few hours at the Cancha buying things and exploring, we went to Cafe Paris in the main plaza. We both had delicious crepes! The latte was also very good. People sat in the cafe for hours just talking. I took the bus home and there was a group of North Americans who were in Cochabamba for a week on a mission trip. They were screaming on the bus and yelling, "cracker packer." I was really embarassed to be American because all the Bolivians were just looking at them. That instance made me realize how differnt our cultures really are.
When I got home the girls wanted to play some games for prizes. I had some chocolate and lollipops saved so the younger girls played Bingo, and the older girls played Uno. It was so fun! I am really starting to get to know each of the girls well.
Yesterday, Saturday, I woke up feeling so sick! My throat hurt and I was sao congested. But, I had to get up in time to be at Pedacito by 9. We can take one girl with us to the guarderia on the weekend, and Adriana wanted to go. So, we took the bus together and went to Pedacito. It was nice to spend one-on-one time with Lizeth, I feel like I got to know her a little better. It was a little crazy because there is always one nurse at the baby home during the day and she did not show up. So, it was a challenge. I had to get the younger ones ready for nap after lunch and it was so hard! I had to change their diapers and brush their teeth. It was difficult because I could only help one kid at a time, and the other ones needed help. But, I survived!
When Adriana and I got back to the girls' home, some of the girls were watching a movie and some were finishing homework for school, which starts up tomorrow. I helped Jhoselin with her homework. She had to pick the articles, nouns, adjectives, and verbs out of sentences. I was proud of myself because I could describe what each was to her! Then, I helped Cynthia with her division homework, read, packed, and headed to the Recoleta to meet Carol for dinner. We went to Chifa Lai-Lai, a Chinese food restaurant. We had so much food and beer for under $10 each! It was a great dinner. We taxied back to the volunteer house in the South, where Carol lives. We went to bed pretty early because we were going to an early mass in the far south of Cochabamba.
We had to wake up at 5:30 this morning to get ready, walk to the taxi-trufi, and be at Pancho's house by 6:45. Pancho is a Maryknoll priest who lives in the South and does mass for the people there, and also helps run a school. He is a really nice, funny guy, who is from Kentucky and speaks Spanish with this heavy southern accent. However, we were late, and Pancho left without us. So, Carol and I were trying to figure out how to take a taxi-trufi up to the "church." We were pretty lost, so Pancho sent a member of his parish down to pick us up.
The mass is held in this community center that is still being built. The seats are stools and 2 benches and the ground is dirt. But, everyone who attended the mass was so warm and friendly. Most of the people in this community speak Quechua and some Spanish. This area is very different than the city, so I was glad I got to experience the heart of the Southern Zone. We walked around for a little bit. The main street has 2 restaurants and a few small tiendas. After a little exploring, Carol and I taxi-trufied back. I did not feel good, so I took a nap. We were supposed to watch the World Cup Final in a plaza where they show the game on a big screen, but both of us are not feeling too good. So, we stayed at the houe to relax and sleep.
This week will be busy, and I hope I get better soon! On Friday, I am leaving for Lake Titicaca and La Paz. I am going for the first two nights with students from the Language Institute, and then I am staying in the Maryknoll Center in La Paz for 3 extra nights by myself to explore. I am so looking forward to this adventure!
I miss everyone so much! Happy Birthday, Mom! Yes, today is my mom's birthday! Sending all my love!
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
San Javier, Concepcion, and Dirt Roads
This weekend I went to the department of Santa Cruz, which is a 40 minute flight or a 12 hour drive from Cochabamba. I flew with the other Maryknollers on Saturday morning. We had to be at the airport on Saturday at 5:20. I guess I set my alarm for 4 PM! Somehow, I miraculously woke up at 5:06! I was in panic mode! I got ready so quickly, called a taxi, told the driver I was late, and was at the airport before 5:40! It was pretty amazing!
Our flight was so beautiful because the sun was just rising the the clouds were covering the valleys! When we got to the Santa Cruz airport, we were met by our tour guide, Mercedes, who was so great! We boarded our big bus and headed to San Javier, which is about a 4-5 hour drive from the city of Santa Cruz. It was a nice ride, and we got to see one of the rivers that leads to the Amazon! Up until last year, the bridge over the river was only one way. So sometimes you would have to wait hours just to cross the bridge or traffic to stop and let you go!
When we arrived in San Javier we had lunch at Ristorante Luigi! It was very good! I feel like I ate like royalty all weekend. We had these huge buffet lunches because lunch is the big meal here! And, included in the lunches in dessert and coffee! After lunch we went to the San Javier Jesuit Mission reduction. It was absolutely beautiful! The work, time, and sweat that went into building this mission is amazing! Mercedes told us all about how the mission was found in the 20th century, all about the renovation, and how these missions are now World Heritage sights. It was interesting because up until the 1960s men stood in the front of the church and women had to stand in the back. There is literally a line on the floor that shows the separation. Also, cherubs were a very important part of the Jesuits teachings to the indigenous people. Those who inhabited the land previously believed that after one dies his or her spirit is transferred into something in nature--a tree, a rock, an animal--or another human. But, when the Jesuits began teaching their religion to these people they talked about how the cherubs would guide the spirit to paradise or heaven to rest. All the missions were well known for their music. The Jesuits taught the people to play the violin, the cello, the organ, but also added to the musical instruments the indigenous people were used to. In the museum at San Javier, there are very old violins and cellos and flutes that the Jesuits and the people played.
After San Javier, we drove 2 more hours to Concepcion, the most well known Mission today. Concepcion is a very small town with dirt roads, chicken, pigs, and horses running around freely. Less than 3,000 people live there, and we hardly saw any cars. The preferred mode of transportation is motorcycles and mopeds. Even the taxis are motorcycles! We checked into our hotel and went to the Mission for mass that night. It was a beautiful mass because there was so much music. Also, it is very interesting because in Spanish people use the informal (tu or you) when talking to or about God. It is as if they consider God their equal and their companion. After mass we had an amazing cena in the small plaza, which has an unfinished gazebo in the center. All times of day people are sitting in the plaza with their families.
Sunday morning we got up and headed to mass at the Mission at 9. Sunday mass is the biggest mass of the week, and there was also a priest visiting from Germany. So, there were some Germans there with him. I guess there is a relationship between this church and Germany because the Germans helped fund its reconstruction. This mass was packed and people had to stand in the back because there were no more seats. After mass, we stayed in the church and Mercedes told us the history of this mission. It is different than San Javier because Concepcion was fully reconstructed, not just renovated. Even the Stations of the Cross are very modern, depicting many of the political and social issues Bolivia was experiencing during the 1960s, 70s, and 80s when the reconstruction was occurring. For example, Pontius Pilate is depicted as Hugo Danza, one of the most violent and corrupt Presidents Bolivia has ever had. Other problems such as the Police siding with and taking care of the rich and prostitution are depicted in the Stations of the Cross. I thought this was excellent because we struggle with how the Biblical stories and Parables and the teachings of Jesus relate to us today. We also visited the Museum that showed pictures from the reconstruction and another museum that housed statues and artifacts that were found from the time of the Jesuits. After we walked around the town and saw just how rural Concepcion really is.
Lunch, again, was amazing! After lunch, I napped, which I do not get a chance to do while working in Cochabamba, and I read in the sun by the pool. It was very relaxing. After relaxing, Carol and I walked into the center and found a really cool shop. The guy made all the wood work! I bought a three-drawer jewelry box. And, I plan on passing it on to my children! After, we had cena at a restaurant near the plaza. After cena, because it was 4th of July, everyone wanted to go out and celebrate. So, we found a karaoke bar near our hotel, El Ejecutivo. It was so fun! We sang all these English songs and got cheers from the Bolivians. It was funny because there are seminarians studying at Maryknoll, and two of them sang Gangsta's Paradise! It was pretty funny! We stayed out pretty late, but we made some nice Bolivian friends.
Monday was a travel day! We ate breakfast and started to head back to Santa Cruz for our flight that night. It was about a 6-7 hour drive. A little after we left Concepcion, I realized my debit card was MISSING! Yes, my debit card was MIA! I was going to call Dan, the program director, to call my parents, but there was no service! So, we stopped for lunch in a little town, Las Piedras and still there was no service and no phones. In Las Piedras we met Father Roy, a retired priest from Chicago who worked for years in Bolivia, and decided to retire in this tiny town. Father Roy was very hospitable!
After lunch, we stopped in San Javier so a few of the priests on the trip could do mass. I called mom and dad and told them in call the bank immediately. I was really craving peanuts, so I went to about 10 tiendas (little stores) and none of them had peanuts. It was surprising because peanuts are very popular down here. But, Mercedes told me that on Sunday nights many people have Sopa de Mani (peanut soup) so that is why all the tiendas were sold out.
Our drive back to the Santa Cruz airport seemed so long, but we finally made it. Checked in, payed the taxes we needed to, and got on the plane back to Cochabamba.
It was an amazing trip, other than losing my debit card! It was nice to see other parts of Bolivia. The Santa Cruz region is much different than Cochabamba! It is very jungley, hot, and humid. Also, there is more wildlife there, including anacondas, boa constrictors, tucans, etc. Also, it was nice to get to know the students at Maryknoll! They are all extremely nice! In two weeks, I will be traveling to La Paz and Lake Titicaca with them, so I am glad I got to spend time with them before the trip. It was weird not seeing the girls, and this morning when I got up, I was given so many hugs and kisses, and told numerous times how much I was missed. This made me feel so good. I missed them also, and feel bad when I leave.
Tonight is our big Maryknoll meeting with all the priests, volunteers, and sisters. Carol and I will be introduced to everyone.
I miss everyone at home! I hope everything is going well! Sending my love!
Our flight was so beautiful because the sun was just rising the the clouds were covering the valleys! When we got to the Santa Cruz airport, we were met by our tour guide, Mercedes, who was so great! We boarded our big bus and headed to San Javier, which is about a 4-5 hour drive from the city of Santa Cruz. It was a nice ride, and we got to see one of the rivers that leads to the Amazon! Up until last year, the bridge over the river was only one way. So sometimes you would have to wait hours just to cross the bridge or traffic to stop and let you go!
When we arrived in San Javier we had lunch at Ristorante Luigi! It was very good! I feel like I ate like royalty all weekend. We had these huge buffet lunches because lunch is the big meal here! And, included in the lunches in dessert and coffee! After lunch we went to the San Javier Jesuit Mission reduction. It was absolutely beautiful! The work, time, and sweat that went into building this mission is amazing! Mercedes told us all about how the mission was found in the 20th century, all about the renovation, and how these missions are now World Heritage sights. It was interesting because up until the 1960s men stood in the front of the church and women had to stand in the back. There is literally a line on the floor that shows the separation. Also, cherubs were a very important part of the Jesuits teachings to the indigenous people. Those who inhabited the land previously believed that after one dies his or her spirit is transferred into something in nature--a tree, a rock, an animal--or another human. But, when the Jesuits began teaching their religion to these people they talked about how the cherubs would guide the spirit to paradise or heaven to rest. All the missions were well known for their music. The Jesuits taught the people to play the violin, the cello, the organ, but also added to the musical instruments the indigenous people were used to. In the museum at San Javier, there are very old violins and cellos and flutes that the Jesuits and the people played.
After San Javier, we drove 2 more hours to Concepcion, the most well known Mission today. Concepcion is a very small town with dirt roads, chicken, pigs, and horses running around freely. Less than 3,000 people live there, and we hardly saw any cars. The preferred mode of transportation is motorcycles and mopeds. Even the taxis are motorcycles! We checked into our hotel and went to the Mission for mass that night. It was a beautiful mass because there was so much music. Also, it is very interesting because in Spanish people use the informal (tu or you) when talking to or about God. It is as if they consider God their equal and their companion. After mass we had an amazing cena in the small plaza, which has an unfinished gazebo in the center. All times of day people are sitting in the plaza with their families.
Sunday morning we got up and headed to mass at the Mission at 9. Sunday mass is the biggest mass of the week, and there was also a priest visiting from Germany. So, there were some Germans there with him. I guess there is a relationship between this church and Germany because the Germans helped fund its reconstruction. This mass was packed and people had to stand in the back because there were no more seats. After mass, we stayed in the church and Mercedes told us the history of this mission. It is different than San Javier because Concepcion was fully reconstructed, not just renovated. Even the Stations of the Cross are very modern, depicting many of the political and social issues Bolivia was experiencing during the 1960s, 70s, and 80s when the reconstruction was occurring. For example, Pontius Pilate is depicted as Hugo Danza, one of the most violent and corrupt Presidents Bolivia has ever had. Other problems such as the Police siding with and taking care of the rich and prostitution are depicted in the Stations of the Cross. I thought this was excellent because we struggle with how the Biblical stories and Parables and the teachings of Jesus relate to us today. We also visited the Museum that showed pictures from the reconstruction and another museum that housed statues and artifacts that were found from the time of the Jesuits. After we walked around the town and saw just how rural Concepcion really is.
Lunch, again, was amazing! After lunch, I napped, which I do not get a chance to do while working in Cochabamba, and I read in the sun by the pool. It was very relaxing. After relaxing, Carol and I walked into the center and found a really cool shop. The guy made all the wood work! I bought a three-drawer jewelry box. And, I plan on passing it on to my children! After, we had cena at a restaurant near the plaza. After cena, because it was 4th of July, everyone wanted to go out and celebrate. So, we found a karaoke bar near our hotel, El Ejecutivo. It was so fun! We sang all these English songs and got cheers from the Bolivians. It was funny because there are seminarians studying at Maryknoll, and two of them sang Gangsta's Paradise! It was pretty funny! We stayed out pretty late, but we made some nice Bolivian friends.
Monday was a travel day! We ate breakfast and started to head back to Santa Cruz for our flight that night. It was about a 6-7 hour drive. A little after we left Concepcion, I realized my debit card was MISSING! Yes, my debit card was MIA! I was going to call Dan, the program director, to call my parents, but there was no service! So, we stopped for lunch in a little town, Las Piedras and still there was no service and no phones. In Las Piedras we met Father Roy, a retired priest from Chicago who worked for years in Bolivia, and decided to retire in this tiny town. Father Roy was very hospitable!
After lunch, we stopped in San Javier so a few of the priests on the trip could do mass. I called mom and dad and told them in call the bank immediately. I was really craving peanuts, so I went to about 10 tiendas (little stores) and none of them had peanuts. It was surprising because peanuts are very popular down here. But, Mercedes told me that on Sunday nights many people have Sopa de Mani (peanut soup) so that is why all the tiendas were sold out.
Our drive back to the Santa Cruz airport seemed so long, but we finally made it. Checked in, payed the taxes we needed to, and got on the plane back to Cochabamba.
It was an amazing trip, other than losing my debit card! It was nice to see other parts of Bolivia. The Santa Cruz region is much different than Cochabamba! It is very jungley, hot, and humid. Also, there is more wildlife there, including anacondas, boa constrictors, tucans, etc. Also, it was nice to get to know the students at Maryknoll! They are all extremely nice! In two weeks, I will be traveling to La Paz and Lake Titicaca with them, so I am glad I got to spend time with them before the trip. It was weird not seeing the girls, and this morning when I got up, I was given so many hugs and kisses, and told numerous times how much I was missed. This made me feel so good. I missed them also, and feel bad when I leave.
Tonight is our big Maryknoll meeting with all the priests, volunteers, and sisters. Carol and I will be introduced to everyone.
I miss everyone at home! I hope everything is going well! Sending my love!
Friday, July 2, 2010
Victory!
This is just a quick post to update everyone on my visa situation. Today, Dona Olimpia and I went to Interpol yet again with many more papers, though! And, it was a success! I completed the first portion of the visa issuing process! It will take Interpol between 20-25 days to process all the paperwork. When they get back to me, I will move on to dealing with immigration, which I heard I actually pretty scary. But, I feel very accomplished for today!
In other news, I bought an alpaca scarf and hat today for my upcoming trip to La Paz and Lake Titicaca. Everyone says it is FREEZING! And, when I stopped in La Paz on the way to Santa Cruz it was definitely -3 degrees. So, I thought a scarf and hat could come into use! Also, I have not been able to find plain binder paper and peanut butter. I have been craving a banana and peanut butter! It is very strange! Excitingly, I have been taking a lot of buses and taxi-trufis, and I have not gotten lost. I am getting to know the city much better. So, if you would like to come down for a visit, I can definitely show you around!
I miss everyone! Sending lots of love!
XOXOXO
In other news, I bought an alpaca scarf and hat today for my upcoming trip to La Paz and Lake Titicaca. Everyone says it is FREEZING! And, when I stopped in La Paz on the way to Santa Cruz it was definitely -3 degrees. So, I thought a scarf and hat could come into use! Also, I have not been able to find plain binder paper and peanut butter. I have been craving a banana and peanut butter! It is very strange! Excitingly, I have been taking a lot of buses and taxi-trufis, and I have not gotten lost. I am getting to know the city much better. So, if you would like to come down for a visit, I can definitely show you around!
I miss everyone! Sending lots of love!
XOXOXO
Thursday, July 1, 2010
"Sadness is just another beauty"
I apologize--this will be another long post, but I have a lot to write about! Things have been going well, other than a run-in with a "street kid," as they are called here in Bolivia. There are a group of teenagers who live under a bridge I cross over for work, and they experiment with drugs. So, one of the boys saw me and followed me some ways. He ultimately wanted money. I talked to my program director about the incident in our weekly meeting. He was very concerned and encouraged me to talk to him if it keeps coming up for me, or if it happens again. He is very supportive, and I am so lucky to have a wonderful director like Dan. But, I am ok, nothing happened, it was just shocking.
This week has been dedicated to getting my visa figured out, but it is a much more complicated process than I was expecting. I have gone up to the Maryknoll Center everyday this week. I usually only go up once or twice a week. So, my work schedule has been all off.
On Monday, I spent all morning at Maryknoll talking with Jenny, the secretary about the process. I have to go to Interpol and get pictures taken and fingerprints done, and then I have to get a blood test to ensure that I am not a carrier of HIV or Aids, which seems very strange to me. Especially because I am working with children who have HIV, and they are not accepted into certain homes, schools, and daycares. Many people have told me that Aids and HIV situation here is comparable to the lack of education about it in the U.S. during the 1980s. But, I still am at the very beginning of this long, tedious process. When I got back to the girls house that afternoon, I helped the older girls with their numbers in English. I had a lot of fun, and I was so excited when they understood how to write out numbers in the thousands and millions! I worked at Pedacito, the baby home, from 3 until 8 Monday night and I got to help bathe and put the kids to bed. It was a lot of fun!
On Tuesday morning I had to go up to Maryknoll again for a meeting with Carol, Dan, and Jenna. We talked about the work we have been doing at our respectable jobs. Jenna is leaving this coming Wednesday, so she talked about her journey here in Cochabamba, and her feelings about going back home after a year here in Bolivia. After our meeting, I ran a few errands and headed to the girls home. I was really proud of myself because I walked all the way from the Maryknoll Center to the home. It was a long walk, but it was nice to see the areas I have never been to. We ate lunch and the girls got a bunch of letters from their pen pals in Canada. I had to translate them because they were written in English. I worked the 3-8 PM shift at Pedacito again that night.
Wednesday was my day off, and is also a huge market day here! So, Kimberly came with me to the Cancha, the biggest open-air market in Latin America. I was glad I went with someone who knew the market, because I would have definitely gotten lost! It was huge, and there were people and vendors, cars and buses everywhere. It was a little overwhelming! You can literally buy anything and everything there! It is amazing. I will try and take my camera next time so I can get some pictures. Then, I walked around downtown and headed back to the girls home to rest for a little bit. I had dinner at Jenna and Carol´s. They live in the volunteer house in the south (Zona Sur) and it is much different than the city! Although it is only a little outside of the city, it is a much poorer area. There are no streets, just dirt roads. It was such a weird realization that I live so close to them, but in a completely different world! Many of the poor families and campesinos live in the zona sur, and Carol says that even 15 minutes south of them is such a difference! I really enjoyed having dinner with the two of them because it gave us time to talk and debrief, and it is nice to be with people who are in the same position as you--away from their families and friends, working in a completely new place and culture.
Today, again, I had to go to Maryknoll to sign more papers for my visa. I went with one of the office personnel to Interpol, but we could not get everything completed because we were missing some papers. So, we have to go back tomorrow. This is really a very frustrating experience! I went to work at the baby home after, and just seeing them calmed me down and made me feel better.
Yesterday I saw one of the saddest things I have ever seen. There are three sisters that live in the girls home. And their mom, who lives in the zona sur, came to visit them. She can only come every 3 or 4 month because that is when she has enough money for the bus, which is 1.50 bolivianos (about 15 cents in American money). She spent the day with the girls at the home, and when it was time for them to say goodbye they broke down. The girls are 13, 12, and 9, and I have never seen such sadness on someone´s face and in someone´s eyes. It was heartbreaking, and I told one of the tias I just couldn´t watch it. She said it never gets any easier for them. It is so hard for me because I cannot relate to that feeling. I have no idea what it feels like to only see your mom 3 times a year, and to know the only reason you cannot live with her is because she does not have the money. It is heartbreaking! I did not know what to do. But, as my mom said, you just have to give them love and be there.
This weekend I am going to Santa Cruz with the Maryknoll students and volunteers. I am very excited! I will take lots of pictures and will post when I return! I miss everyone so much, but I am sending all my love!
This week has been dedicated to getting my visa figured out, but it is a much more complicated process than I was expecting. I have gone up to the Maryknoll Center everyday this week. I usually only go up once or twice a week. So, my work schedule has been all off.
On Monday, I spent all morning at Maryknoll talking with Jenny, the secretary about the process. I have to go to Interpol and get pictures taken and fingerprints done, and then I have to get a blood test to ensure that I am not a carrier of HIV or Aids, which seems very strange to me. Especially because I am working with children who have HIV, and they are not accepted into certain homes, schools, and daycares. Many people have told me that Aids and HIV situation here is comparable to the lack of education about it in the U.S. during the 1980s. But, I still am at the very beginning of this long, tedious process. When I got back to the girls house that afternoon, I helped the older girls with their numbers in English. I had a lot of fun, and I was so excited when they understood how to write out numbers in the thousands and millions! I worked at Pedacito, the baby home, from 3 until 8 Monday night and I got to help bathe and put the kids to bed. It was a lot of fun!
On Tuesday morning I had to go up to Maryknoll again for a meeting with Carol, Dan, and Jenna. We talked about the work we have been doing at our respectable jobs. Jenna is leaving this coming Wednesday, so she talked about her journey here in Cochabamba, and her feelings about going back home after a year here in Bolivia. After our meeting, I ran a few errands and headed to the girls home. I was really proud of myself because I walked all the way from the Maryknoll Center to the home. It was a long walk, but it was nice to see the areas I have never been to. We ate lunch and the girls got a bunch of letters from their pen pals in Canada. I had to translate them because they were written in English. I worked the 3-8 PM shift at Pedacito again that night.
Wednesday was my day off, and is also a huge market day here! So, Kimberly came with me to the Cancha, the biggest open-air market in Latin America. I was glad I went with someone who knew the market, because I would have definitely gotten lost! It was huge, and there were people and vendors, cars and buses everywhere. It was a little overwhelming! You can literally buy anything and everything there! It is amazing. I will try and take my camera next time so I can get some pictures. Then, I walked around downtown and headed back to the girls home to rest for a little bit. I had dinner at Jenna and Carol´s. They live in the volunteer house in the south (Zona Sur) and it is much different than the city! Although it is only a little outside of the city, it is a much poorer area. There are no streets, just dirt roads. It was such a weird realization that I live so close to them, but in a completely different world! Many of the poor families and campesinos live in the zona sur, and Carol says that even 15 minutes south of them is such a difference! I really enjoyed having dinner with the two of them because it gave us time to talk and debrief, and it is nice to be with people who are in the same position as you--away from their families and friends, working in a completely new place and culture.
Today, again, I had to go to Maryknoll to sign more papers for my visa. I went with one of the office personnel to Interpol, but we could not get everything completed because we were missing some papers. So, we have to go back tomorrow. This is really a very frustrating experience! I went to work at the baby home after, and just seeing them calmed me down and made me feel better.
Yesterday I saw one of the saddest things I have ever seen. There are three sisters that live in the girls home. And their mom, who lives in the zona sur, came to visit them. She can only come every 3 or 4 month because that is when she has enough money for the bus, which is 1.50 bolivianos (about 15 cents in American money). She spent the day with the girls at the home, and when it was time for them to say goodbye they broke down. The girls are 13, 12, and 9, and I have never seen such sadness on someone´s face and in someone´s eyes. It was heartbreaking, and I told one of the tias I just couldn´t watch it. She said it never gets any easier for them. It is so hard for me because I cannot relate to that feeling. I have no idea what it feels like to only see your mom 3 times a year, and to know the only reason you cannot live with her is because she does not have the money. It is heartbreaking! I did not know what to do. But, as my mom said, you just have to give them love and be there.
This weekend I am going to Santa Cruz with the Maryknoll students and volunteers. I am very excited! I will take lots of pictures and will post when I return! I miss everyone so much, but I am sending all my love!
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