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  • C.E.'s H.U.G. Project with Ferrazzi Big Task's Serve & Grow in Guatemala ~ by Founder & President Emlyn Lee

    1/3/201211:15:58 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

    Emlyn's Expressions, Guatemala, HUG Projects, Volunteer

    Make a career of humanity, commit yourself to the noble struggle for equal rights. You will make a greater person of yourself, a greater nation of your country, and a finer world to live in.” ~ MLK, Jr.

    I read this quote about two weeks ago at the Martin Luther King, Jr. Memorial in Washington, DC just days before meeting a group for a service trip through Guatemala. Cultural Embrace has been working with New York Times best-selling author and relationship guru, Keith Ferrazzi, for several of his personal service vacations in the past two years. Ferrazzi has extended his personal investment to give back to at-need communities abroad in to making a career of humanity by creating a division of his company, Greenlight Ferrazzi “Big Task’s Serve and Grow.”  Last week, Ferrazzi launched a pilot trip and invited 11 friends, family members, and colleagues to join on a return trip back to Sacatapequez, Guatemala.

    I have created, organized, and managed hundreds of trips around the globe for individuals and groups, yet having spent the past week managing the operations of this Big Task service trip, I am humbled by the compassion, dedication, and generosity from each of these travelers. The 11 members from this group consisted of families with young (ages 8 & 12) and adult children (ages 28 & 34), singles, students, professionals, retirees, coming from all regions of the States and Australia. Most of these travelers lead a very busy professional and/or personal life, but took time out of the holidays to join Ferrazzi to serve and grow in Guatemala.

    As a trip organizer, I often fear of the dynamics of a group and how well they will react with not only the local communities they visit, but within the group itself. This concern was not the case for this group. Although many were strangers to one another before the trip, they instantly connected and shared a common bond to embrace the Guatemalan people, their needs, as well as one another.  Having the Master of relationships, Ferrazzi, spearhead insightful discussion topics, such as “What are you hopeful in 2012”, “What are you most grateful for in 2011,” “What can we individually and collectively do to help these children,” made it simple and natural to reflect on this trip’s mission.

    Less than 30% of Guatemalan children receive an education beyond 6th grade, a concern from this well-educated group of travelers. Thus, we visited 1-2 social projects a day that serves to improve the education, medical/health, and living conditions of the local children and families. We played and interacted with the children and families of at-need villages; learned about the short and long term needs and goals of the local non-profits that Cultural Embrace partners with to allow the communities to sustain themselves; brought food, games, clothes, shoes, books, school supplies; and donated monetary funds to provide scholarships to high-achieving students that couldn’t afford to go to school. We enjoyed our leisure time together and befriended locals and Guatemalan business owners to discuss ways that we, as individuals, and collectively are able to increase the awareness, provide more support, and help serve others to grow.

    The smiles and hugs that the Guatemalan children and families provided as we entered a community were infectious. Their appreciation wasn’t necessarily for the candies, notebooks, meals, or money that this group donated, but for us being there. For us, knowing that they would have food in their stomachs and an education for another year until we return again, allowed us to gain a new perspective of the basic needs in life that we often take for granted.  

    Whether you make a professional career or personal commitment to support the noble struggle for equal rights for all…you will make a greater person of yourself, a greater nation of your country, and a finer world to live in. 

  • A Hot Summer With Cool Memories ~ by Founder & President Emlyn Lee

    9/1/20112:05:50 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

    China, Emlyn's Expressions, Guatemala, Summer Camp Counselor, teach, Volunteer, Work

     

    My East coast upbringing recalls September as a transition to autumn. Students go back to school, the weather gets cooler, leaves change, and we begin to ‘Hail to the Redskins’. But for some reason, the triple digits weather in Austin makes it feel like we’re in an endless summer. 

    Regardless of this long and never-ending heat spell and drought affecting Texas, when I reflect back on the past few months, I have had a pretty cool summer! I was fortunate enough to have traveled to China with twenty of our ESL Summer Camp Counselors, and organized a week-long TEFL and cultural training and orientation in Beijing with excursions and activities before our participants went off to various cities throughout China to teach English. Couple of weeks later, I went to Guatemala to work with a local NGO on a new project for our H.U.G. volunteer projects (more details to come in a few weeks), and was able to meet and travel with a Cultural Embrace volunteer and professor that was on a site visit for her future short-term faculty led service program.
     
    There are lots of things to see and do in China and Guatemala, yet I feel my highlights on these trips were meeting and traveling with Cultural Embrace participants. I talk to our participants regularly on the phone or via Skype. We email, tweet, and thumbs up each other behind a computer screen. I may even get a few encounters of people that stop by our Austin office, or meet them when I’m traveling domestically at a school fair or presentation. But traveling and seeing my participants experience our program in a foreign country (and China and Guatemala are both very foreign) makes all the long days and hard work worthwhile.
     
    That's the point of traveling. To get out of your comfort zone, let your guard down, and embrace other cultures. You develop a deeper sense of community in a global perspective, as well as your own backyard. Respect is developed between foreigners. Unique bonds and relationships are created among your traveling companions. You connect. You grow. You develop. You embrace life together. You Discover the Similarities – Share the Differences.
     
  • I'm a Teacher?! ~ by Janessa Hefler

    8/26/201110:34:02 AM Link 0 comments | Add comment

    China, teach, Volunteer

    Teaching in China was an incredible experience-an amazing opportunity to see firsthand what running a classroom is really like. Nowhere in America can a 21 year old, undergraduate college student teach an entire classroom of children all by herself. At times it was overwhelming, frustrating, and just plain tiring. But overall my 5 weeks of teaching English was so rewarding, inspiring and fun! And, being that I want to become an elementary school teacher in the future, the insight it provided into the teaching world was priceless.

    Merely TWO DAYS before classes began, I was assigned to teach Class 1, Level 1. The ultimate beginners. Supposedly to enroll in the program the kids had to have at least some English exposure, but, needless to say, my students’ would be very low. However, Level 1 also meant the kids would be the youngest in the program, and since I have a lot of experience working with young children and I really enjoy it, I was very excited to hear that.

    I prepared my Day 1 lesson plans, including some fun games and icebreakers, still unsure how it would work out if the kids didn’t understand a word I was saying… But I was prepared and excited. I wore a cute pencil skirt and sweater to help make me feel more like a teacher and marched into my classroom, ready to go! I started by writing “Hello. My name is Jenessa. I am from America. I like dogs, flowers, and ice cream” on the chalkboard (complete with drawings). Kids in China learn written English in school so I figured some writing visuals might help with the language barrier. I was pleased to see a few of the kids were able to read many of the words on the board. But most didn’t understand what the words meant and how they worked together as a complete thought. Then I found out two of my students didn’t know any English or Mandarin at all, because they were from Korea. So my TAs (native Mandarin speakers there to help translate) were at a loss as well. In the following weeks, we worked together to express concepts as best as we could to these two Korean students. This included some birthday cake drawings to convey “When is your birthday?” and lots of guessing how old they were by holding up 8, 9, 10, etc fingers. What a challenge it was! But they were incredibly smart, diligent workers, and one of them ended up being awarded as my “Most Improved Student.”

    Teaching involves a lot of trial and error, but thankfully, many opportunities for redemption. My teaching methods involved a lot of group work and games to get the kids up out of their seats and
    talking (in English, hopefully!). I probably looked like a fool most times with my crazy charades and awful stick figure drawings. But, really I had SO MUCH FUN! It was like running my own Kindergarten
    classroom, as we learned many things the average American learns in early elementary school. I even got to decorate our classroom with the things we made—such a paper rings of the days of the week, poster biographies, family trees, etc.

    I think I was most proud of my kids when they performed our class skit in the All-School Play Contest.They all loved practicing the skit every afternoon during the days leading up to the performance. It was a fun and practical way to get the kids practicing and speaking English without it feeling like a chore. Overall I feel like I learned just as much as my students did during our five weeks together. Now I have real experience that I can reflect and comment on when applying for teacher credential programs next year. Even better, I have wonderful memories, pictures and experiences to look back on! Thanks for a once in a lifetime experience. Cultural Embrace!

  • Yuck - by Tracy Guthrie

    7/20/201112:55:34 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

    Featured Participants, Kenya, Volunteer

      Tonight for dinner we had Chipati which is basically flour and water made into a dough like substance and then fried with animal lard. It is really good, but doesn't help my ever expanding waist line.

    I thought I would lose weight while I was over here, so I intentionally put on a few extra pounds before coming. But now that I am here, the exact opposite happened. I have gained weight. I don't know how much I have gained because there isn't a scale but my pants are really tight and I just feel yucky. I wonder why? Umm, maybe it is because all I have been eating is carbs and sugars. Here is an example of my daily meal plan:

    6:30am cliff bar (I brought those from home)
    7:30am breakfast (which consists of bread and tea)
    10:00am cliff bar
    10:15am candy/trail mix
    11:00am cliff bar
    1:00pm lunch (rice and beans)
    1:15pm candy, cookies, pb&j
    3:00pm cliff bar,sugar cane,trail mix
    5:00pm banana
    7:00pm dinner (rice and beans)
    8:30pm candy, cookies, pb&j, banana

    I know some of you reading this are thinking "Tracy is complaining about gaining weight? Seriously?!?" Well no matter how much you weigh, if you put on a few pounds and can no longer zip your pants it is hard to be at peace with it.

    Right now I am totally thinking like an American and it's embarrassing! Why am I concerned about how I will look in my bathing suit this summer? There are starving children all around me! I can blame it on the American culture, but I am the one in control of what I believe to be true about myself. So the "weigh" I see it, I can keep obsessing about how much I have gained OR I can stop being so narcissistic.

    Unfortunately at this moment and time, I chose vanity. My identity is wrapped up in how thin I am and I don't think I am in a place emotionally to let go of that. I pray that God help me see myself in His loving eyes, not the eyes of the judgemental enemy.

  • On the Hunt - by Tracy Guthrie

    7/19/20111:13:10 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

    Featured Participants, Kenya, Volunteer

    Today Zach, the Manager of the local orphanage, and I went hunting for a dairy cow.

    Let me explain why. I raised money for the trip from my family, friends and church group (see list of donors at the top of my blog home page). And by God's doing and the generosity of my friends, I exceeded my goal. I promptly started praying and asking God how He wanted me to use the additional money. It is VERY important to me that I be a good steward of the money, which is really all God's money anyway. Yes, my friends and family were the contributors, but in my opinion only God can inspire someone to give money. About a week after I arrived, God answered my prayers.

    Due to a lack of resources, the kids don't drink milk. Right away I knew that is where God wanted me to invest the money. As we all know, calcium is extremely important to a healthy diet. I shared my thoughts with Zach to make sure I was offering a hand-up not a hand-out. I have read too many stories of Westerners coming into a third world country and assuming they know what is best, but actually end up creating more issues. Zach was excited about the idea and said the only option was to buy a dairy cow. Not only would the heifer provide milk, but her manure could be used for their bio-gas system.

    Our hunt began with a trip to meet Mr. Wachira, a very successful farmer in the village. Apparently, Mr. Wachira is the only farmer outside of Nairobi who has heifers producing 35 litres of milk a day, the amount needed for each kid to get a glass a day.

    When we arrived to his farm, it became very apparent how successful he is. He owns countless cows, goats, pigs in addition to a fish pond. He also has his own bore hole, a car, a garage for his car, running hot water, 1500 chickens, advanced bio-gas system, 40+ acres of land and all the resources to keep the farm in working order.

    Mr. Wachira was not at home when we arrived but his farmhands said he would be back very soon. We waited for what seemed like hours and were just about to leave before we heard is car come down the dirt road.

    He sat down with us and listened to our needs. Unfortunately, he was not ready to sell his cows. He told us that they need to birth a calf first. Strike One. But he called a friend who had some for sale. Unfortunately, we were too late; he had already sold his. Strike two.

    Mr. Wachira asked Zach some questions about how the orphanage takes care of their livestock now. After hearing Zach, he said he wasn't so sure buying a cow right now is the best option. He thinks we might need to get some operational things into place before we invest money in a heifer. I asked him to come to the orphanage, meet the kids and advise us on what to do. He said he would be there on April 30th, 10am.

    I don't know what to expect, but I am excited to find out.  

  • I've Got a Feeling... - by Tracy Guthrie

    7/13/20114:34:13 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

    Featured Participants, Kenya, Volunteer

    I woke up in the middle of the night last night with this sense that I need to extend my trip another week. When I first planned my trip, I intended to stay for four weeks. But when I decided to go on Safari, I added another week to fulfill my commitment of four weeks of volunteering at the orphanage. So if I extend my trip again that will make a total of six weeks in Kenya. It is going to be really hard roughing it for another 14 days, but I don't want to discount this prompting. If I do ignore it, I am certain I will regret it for the rest of my life. I don't know how I know this is what I am supposed to do, I just know. Maybe the fact that I can't pinpoint why I feel inspired to stay is because it is coming from God. I have learned from previous experience that God doesn't demand, He inspires.

    Wonder what He wants me to do in these additional weeks? 

  • 'You Want to Buy Machete??' The Market and Other Guatemalan Experiences, With Pictures!! - by Haley Price

    7/13/20114:31:47 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

    Featured Participants, Guatemala, Volunteer

    So today me and my neighbor were walking through the market and that we are convinced Guatemalans are raised to sell! Children have great marketing skills and are pretty sly about it. One really cute little boy asked if I wanted to buy some handmade fabric and I said no but kept talking to him just because I was waiting for my bus and he was pretty adorable. I had my nice camera around my shoulder and after I told him no, he said "pues...por un beso?" hahaha and then after I laughed he said he could use my camera to take a picture of me for me....sneaky little kid...I know he would have run off with it. So I told him oooh nooo haha and he had this little smirk and walked away.

    Children here don't go to school, they are shining shoes at 7 years old and selling on the streets all day. Few do go to school, but the schools here are privately owned so it is rather expensive for families to send kids to school. 

    In the market they really do try to sell everything and anything. I was looking at some things and this guy comes up to me in two seconds and asks if I want to buy a machete! I do not look like the kind of person who would buy a machete...I thought it was hillarious. 

    An other distinct Guatemalan thing I've found is their fascination with fireworks! 4 am and all day and all night fireworks, or bombas, are set off. They are either firecrackers or a huge mortar that sounds like a war is going on. The tradition is to wake up someone at 4 am with firecrackers outside their door if it is their birthday....but I'm having a hard time believing that it is someones birthday nextdoor EVERY morning. So with the fireworks, rooster, barking dog, and loud children around the house, sleeping is a challenge. If you ever come, bring earplugs to sleep with. 

    Yesterday I went to Lake Atitlán and explored by boat the villages of San Juan, San Pedro, and Santiago. San Pedro was definitely the best and was really very beautiful. The lake is also gorgeous, there are 3 volcanoes and about 12 villages total. Besides hiking Volcan de Pacaya, Lake Atitán was definitely one of my favorite things I've done since I've been here. 

    Local life is easy going. Everyday we wake up, go to class or volunteer, drink a lot of coffee (BEST COFFEE EVER), run some errands, hang out at the cafe or bar, always meeting new people, and then watch a movie or go out that night. I love this lifestyle. Life moves slow and simple. I could definitely get used to it. I got offered a job at the local bar! haha we have gotten to know the bartenders of Cafe No Sé really well! More people have moved into the house. So right now we have one Canadian, one guy from the UK, one from Korea, and another from Australia. Talk about a cultural experience!!! 

    So far, I LOVE it in Antigua, it really is different from the rest of Guatemala I've seen. It feels the safest, and the people are really friendly to tourists, and the vibe is very welcoming. 

    PICTURES FINALLY! 

     



     
  • Week 1: Hanging, Chillin, and Adventures - by Haley Price

    7/12/20114:18:14 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

    Featured Participants, Guatemala, Volunteer

    So I have officially been here for a full week and wow I feel like everyday is a new adventure!

    Last night we were at our favorite bar/hangout Cafe No Sé and just hung out and had some beers, the bartenders know us now so it gets more fun each time we go. This time they asked if I loved Antigua, and I of course said yes! Then, they offered me a job. haha its tempting, but I think I should finish my degree at UT? hahaha I can't imagine living over a couple years here though, its so small and such a slow way of life that I may go crazy because I love always having something to do or work on.

    Today we did a zipline trip in the forest of Antigua, above the coffee plantations, and it was SO much fun. Next is hiking Volcan de Pacaya, and going to Tikal. I will post some pictures soon!! 

  • Cha'Ching - by Tracy Guthrie

    7/12/20114:08:48 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

    Featured Participants, Kenya, Volunteer

    Our last stop on Safari was at the Massai Market, the equivalent to a flea market in the United States. There are about 100 vendors selling anything from purses to bananas. Most of the vendors use a blanket as a booth and lay their merchandise on top.

    Being the only white people around, we stick out like a virgin in the Playboy mansion. Therefore, the minute we walk in we are surrounded by "personal shoppers". They want to know where we are from and at first I thought they were sincerely interested. Not so much. Stanley told me later that they want to know if you are American so they can set the price accordingly. I get why they do it, and I would probably do the same thing if I were in their shoes, but it still feels like you are being taken advantage of.

    Daniel, the name of my "personal shopper", followed me around and put anything I touched in a bag. I told him I was just browsing, and wouldn't be buying everything. He said "No worries! I will hold all your items and help you pick at the end. We'll get you a good price." Pretty slick, huh?

    Once I was done, Daniel escorted me to the "Negotiator". This guy's sole responsibility is to bargain with you until you crack. The "Negotiator" asked the same question "Where are you from madame?" I considered telling him I was from another country, but I didn't want to lie. So I opted to just say "I am from everywhere."

    At that point he calculated all of my items and came up with a price. I tried to counter with confidence, but like any good sales person, he knew I wanted it all. He knew I wouldn't be able to walk away. And he was right, I have a hard time walking away from something I want and I don't just mean material things. Which makes me think, is that tenacity, or stupidity? 

  • Whirlwind with a Backpack and a Stanley - by Alyssa Russo

    7/12/20113:20:39 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

    Featured Participants, India, Volunteer

    I am finally starting to  get back to blogging now that I am settled in at my new digs in Amata Nakorn.  However, before I blog about all of the fabulous things that have happened to me since I have been in Thailand, I wanted to get you updated with my backpacking trip around India and Nepal!  As some of you may have heard, I am once again hosting the fantastic Flat Stanley, only this time he has travelled all the way to Asia to see me!  Flat Stanley is a character from a children's book who gets flattened after a bookcase falls on top of him!  He finds that he is so flat he can fit perfectly inside an envelope. Thus, he decides to visit different people in all different places and send home pictures of himself with popular monuments.  This is very popular in many elementary school classes, as the kids read the book and then make their own Stanley to send to a friend or family member in a different state.  My niece Jordan did it about 3 years ago and I housed Stanley in Boston for a month.  My sister has decided to do it again and sent me Stanley when I was in India with directions to bring him along on all my travels.  The only bad thing was that he did not make it in time for the Taj Mahal trip so I told her that Michael would have to photo shop him into one of my pictures haha!  So, with Stanley in tow, I embarked on my crazy Asian backpacking adventure!

    First of all, as all of you know me, I am sure you are all saying to yourselves, that Alyssa an Backpacking just don't go together; and you would be correct in thinking that! Upon leaving Jaipur I had a rather large rolling suitcase, plus my small rolling carry on, and my normal purse. However, my suitcase was quickly replaced with a large trekkers backpack once I realized just how sore your body could get from walking up and down the train station stairs with all of those things.  But I survived and, while it was exhausting, I had blast and would not be opposed to doing some backpacking throughout the southeastern peninsula of Asia later in the year!

    First Stop, Mumbai:
    This really was a beautiful city with all the possible modern necessities anyone could want!  The malls were crazy, the nightlife was fabulous, and the history was wonderful to learn about.  However, this city also showed the epitome of Indian life, as there were giant hotel adjacent to the largest Indian slums I have seen yet (imagine "Slum Dog Millionaire.")  All in all, it is probably the only city in India that I could live in long term!

    This is Stanley and I in Front of the Mumbai Skyline.

    Second Stop: The Backwaters
    The next stop that we took was into the famed Backwaters of India.  The backwaters are a series of waterways throughout the central area of the state of Kerela, one of the two southern most states at the tip of the Indian Peninsula.  The al the waters meet at the town of Allepey, often called the Venice of the East. We travelled to this tiny town and hopped upon a houseboat.  On the boat, we travelled throughout the waters and spent the night docked in the middle of them, eating delicious food.  We got to see many facets of the Kerelan way of life, where the river dominates, the fishing industry strives, and there are some lazy days in these little tiny villages on the land strips that make the famed waterways.  It was a beautiful trip and I could see myself parking up next to a coconut palm and living the days away haha!  

    BTW, it was during this part of the trip that Stanley took a dive into the water and had to be rescued by a Kerelan fisherman in a small canoe. Thank god he is a good swimmer lol!

     Drinking a coconut!

    Third Stop: Varkala
    After traveling through the backwaters, we proceeded farther down the state of Kerela to a tiny little beach hub called Varkala.  Here, we spent 5 days on a beach holiday taking in the sun and some waves in the Arabian Sea.  It was extremely relaxing and the view was amazing.  The town is on a high cliff that over looks the Arabian Sea.  It has a small main road that boarders the cliff and a series of spots that have stairs going down to the beach.  I certainly enjoyed the time sitting on the beach and drinking a Pina Colada!

     View from the cliff

    Forth Stop: New Delhi
    Now, since my good friend Sarah lives in New Delhi, this was not my first trip.  However, this was my longest stay and I got to do a little more touristy things!  This is another one of my favorite places in Indian and the heart of the government and independence fight!

    This is the India Gate in Delhi! One of the most famous landmarks in India.  It stands for all the people who died in the fight for independence from the British.

    Fifth Stop: Varanasi
    Our final stop in India, before crossing into Nepal, was the ancient city of Varanasi.  This is a very famous Hindu city as it signifies the crossover between life and death.  The city lies on the Ganges River.  Many Indians come here as a pilgrimage and to burn the bodies of their loved ones after they have died.  It was a very interesting place to see and portrayed the true facets of the Hindu Religion.  On all of my travels, I have not seen a more truly Indian place!
     

     The nightly Hindu Ceremony at the banks of the Ganges.

    Sixth Stop: Lumbini, Nepal
    After leaving Varanasi, we spent about a day crossing into Nepal over land.  It was a beautiful journey that culminated in our first stop in Nepal, Lumbini.  This small town right over the boarder into the country is located in the Terrai and considered to be the birth place of Buddha  The Terai is the area of the Nepalese planes, that run across the Southern part of Nepal on the boarder of India.  It is a thin strip which produces a lot of grain products.  Once there, we parked ourselves for a night, experienced the first of many power outages in Nepal, and learned a ton of Buddhist history.

    Stanley sitting at the birth place of Buddha!

    Seventh Stop: Pokhara, Nepal
    Our next stop was Pokhara.  To get to this mountain town at the base of the Annapurna trek, we had to drive up and out of the Terai through some of the most breathtaking scenery I have ever seen.  The trip was a 9 hour bus ride that took us past many villages on the edges of the mountains and amazing views.  Once we got to Pokhara, we entered a heaven for backpackers coming to and from the treks into the Himalayas.  At the center of the town is large lake where you can rent Canoes and Kayaks.  Perhaps one of the best things about this town is the close proximity to the snow capped Himalayas.  It is possible to sit at a cafe lakeside and look at some of the tallest peaks of  the Himalayas looming over you! When I get back to Nepal this will definitely be a stop that I take for a bit longer!
     
     

     Stanley and I after the hike up to the Peace Pagoda

    The World Peace Pagoda.  It is a Buddhist Stupa that represents peace for al man kind!  At certain times of the day you can see the monks banging the drums and turning the prayer wheels!

    Final Stop: Kathmandu
    So, after 3 weeks of traveling and 7 different stops on the trip, my friends and I finally arrived in Kathmandu, our final destination.  Kathmandu is an absolutely beautiful city tucked into the valley of the highest mountains in the world.  While the city itself is rather developed, it still holds a charm of it's culture and people!  I absolutely fell in love with this place and could see myself spending a lot of time here! While in the city, I managed to do some serious sightseeing, look at a living goddess, and view the highest Mt. in the world after trekking to it (I wish, it was actually from a plane!)  By the end of the 10 days here, I had seen and embraced the Nepalese culture and said goodbye to some really good friends that I had made in India.

     The busy streets  of Kathmandu!

     Stanley and I in front of the most famous Buddhist Stupa's!

     Stanley and I before getting on the plane for the mountain flight!

    Attempting to take a picture with Stanley and the Mountains.  It didn't work so well!

    So there you have it, my fabulous backing adventure!  It certainly was amazing and I was sad at the end of it.  But there was no better place for it to finish then in Nepal and I am so happy to have been able to have the experience!

    Hope you all enjoyed taking a little piece of the journey with me and stay tuned for a new blog post on Teacher Alyssa in Thailand, coming soon!! 

  • Balancing Act - by Tracy Guthrie

    7/11/20114:53:07 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

    Featured Participants, Kenya, Volunteer

    It is interesting how taking one step forward in the journey of life reveals more about the journey you used to be on. I came on this adventure with the hope of learning about the Kenyan lifestyle, people, and most of all how I can serve Kenyans in need. But during the process I am learning what defined me before and what I want to define me now. Basically, I am learning the definition of "Tracy".

    Until this trip I never realized how much and how often I taper my feelings to accommodate others. In stead of just owning my emotions, I worry about the other person's feelings. I am terrified of rocking the boat. I am terrified that if I express my feelings of anger, disappointment, or annoyance I will be seen as combative, thoughtless,selfish, difficult, or offensive.** In my head I know you can show grace, mercy and love even when expressing feelings of anger, but in my heart it freakin' scares me. I am slowly starting to realize I am only responsible for my feelings and actions. I have no control over anyone else and how they feel. I pray that I can work towards balancing validating others feelings while acknowledging my own.

    ** Since I struggle so much with defining what my emotions are I had to use http://www.psychpage.com/learning/library/assess/feelings.html. I am thinking I need to carry around a copy of that list for awhile. 

  • First Day of Guatemla: A Korean Experience - by Haley Price

    7/11/20114:50:11 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

    Featured Participants, Guatemala, Volunteer

    My first day was a culture dynamic like I had never seen. I live with one other guy right now, who is from Korea and hardly speaks any spanish or english. His friends are here too, and my first night they and two of the teachers of the language school came over and they cooked food and had drinks. The food - phenomenal. I have no idea what it was...some kind of meat with cabbage rolled into a leaf with this amazing saracha sauce. Anyway, the craziest thing was that the teachers speak spanish and they speak korean, so there was a lot of misunderstanding each other and communicating with gestures and pictures. It was the quietest "party" I had ever seen, but as the night went on we all got more comfortable and spoke mainly spanish. My favorite moments were the ones where Spanish and Korean languages were mixed together, and we still understood what was being said. I guess since I'm a communication student it was fascinating to me at least..haha

    So far, Antigua has been an amazing experience, and it's only been 3 days! I don't want to leave, it is so much fun and I am learning so much. I went to the macadamia plantation and the jade factory which were both surprisingly more interesting than I expected. What I love about Antigua the most are the PEOPLE. They are so friendly, the bartenders and most people around the city are more than happy to educate you on their culture and history, and tell you all the things you need to know about Antigua. I was afraid that they may not enjoy tourists, but all the Antiguans I have talked to are so happy to share their city. I talked to a woman behind the bar of a coffee shop for over an hour and she explained all the traditions of mayan culture. It was fascinating! They also love to help you with your spanish :)

    I have some free time before I start volunteering and taking classes. However I am at the school almost everyday for the free wi-fi and the free tea/coffee. And Guatemalan coffee - WOW. so so so good. I think I drink it twice a day at least. The school also offers activities every day and I've met a lot of people through the school. Last night I met a group of students who all traveled here alone, and it was a great time. We went salsa dancing and to a local bar. I think I'm going to be a salsa expert by the time I leave here :)

    Tonight we are going to go try ilegal mezcal, a tequila native of Oaxaca, and is only in one bar in Antigua. Supposedly it is the purest agave you can get...But I've heard it tastes like gasoline..I guess we'll see! haha and tomorrow I'm having lunch with a local then picking my mom up from the airport! I plan on getting her some bird of paradise flowers from the market to greet her with..i know...soooo cuuuute. She is really excited and I am planning some excursions and adventures we can take while she is here. The first thing we want to do is visit Tikal, which is the largest ancient Mayan civilization.

    In short, I love it here, and am so incredibly excited for the rest of my time in Central America! 

     

  • Welcome to Thailand - by Alyssa Russo

    7/11/20114:40:09 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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     I am not sure whether you all have heard yet or not, but I have had an unexpected change of events.  Unfortunately, I was not able to stay in India.  While I really did love the country, and my kids were fabulous.  I was not able to get paid there.  And as I am sure all of you know, getting paid is a very important aspect.  Thus, after having talked with Cultural Embrace a couple of times, I decided to move down to Thailand.  This was the best decision for me as it ensured that I got a placement and a paying job.  I am happy with the decision so far  and hope all will work out.

    In terms of my travels to Nepal and around India, all turned out pretty good.  I was super stressed during some of it as I had my wallet stolen, but at the same time, India has a way of making me rather stress free, as there is not much one can do about issues.  I absolutely fell in love with Nepal.  In fact, I think I may have liked it better than India.  It had a similar culture but less of the craziness that comes with being in a country of 1.3 billion people. I also felt it was the most breathtaking scenery I have ever seen.  I ended up taking the mountain flight around Mt. Everest and that was really cool as well.  It was amazing how once you get up at that height, all you could see was a sea of snow and mountains.  They were as beautiful as one imagines and I felt as though it was a true example of how nature is in charge of everything in the end.

    I am now in Bangkok for the orientation period and I am having a ball.  It seems as though Thailand is really not comparable to the other two countries in any way. Bangkok is probably the most modern city I have seen since I left NY.  It really shocked me how big the buildings were and how clean the city was.  I go to my town on Friday and am very excited.  I will be working with two other Americans to the town of Chonburi, which is about 100 KM outside of Bangkok.  It is a little beach town but I expect it to be pretty rural and hopefully a cultural experience.

    I hope you all are well and enjoying the spring.  I will be posting pictures and explaining more as soon as I get to a permanent place. 

  • My Thoughts Before Leaving for China ~ by Colin Finnegan

    7/1/201111:51:01 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

    China, Summer Camp Counselor, teach, Volunteer

    Until yesterday, I was just focusing on the preparations for this journey. It wasnt until the day before departure that I really began to think, wow, I'm about to go to China!  I kept telling myself that it didn't do any good to sit there and try and wonder what it would be like, I just had to jump on the plane and go.  I felt a little nervous, but mostly excited for what was ahead.

    Now, sitting in the airport in Chicago, awaiting the ~18 hour flight ahead of me, and picturing the moment when I step foot in the Beijing airport,  suddenly surrounded by unusual sights, smellls, and words spoken all around me...That's when it will hit me.  Ahh, the unrivaled thrill o travel.  How invigorating!  I believe the biggest challenge for me will be the teaching aspect, because I don't know at what level the students are, how much they already know, or what the best teaching strategy will be with them, until I arrive.

    I'm excited for the challenge and I know it will cause me to grow and step out of my comfort zone.  But why China? China has interested me fo as long as I can remember.  It seems so exotic and different from American culture, and that intrigues me.  China boasts such a rich history, a vast and diverse landscape, and a philosophical and spiritual foundation that differs from, even eludes, Western thought.  The Chinese people carry a reputation of being practical, resilient, and proud.  Coming from such a young nation myself, I long for a sense of tradition and historical depth simply not yet offered by my infant country.  I look forward to exploring the depths of history and tradition China possesses, woven throughout its culture, embodied in its ancient structures and mystical places. 

    And the language...wow. What a challenge!  I have made a pathetic attempt to explore Mandarin, only to realize an even deeper respect for its complexities.  China is the journey of a lifetime in every way, a diverse and complex giant that dares one to enter and explore its endless possibilities.   

    I started traveling when i was 14.  I first went across the country to visit the Navajo Indian reservation with a group fom school.  The reservation spans over northern New mexico and southern Arizona.  Sleeping under the stars in a cave tucked in the walls of the Canyon de Chelle, uttering spiitual songs with the inoxicating vapor of burning sage in a sweat lodge; these were just a few of the experiences that opened up my mind to a whole new world.  A year later, I jumped at the opportunity to go to Honduras for a two-week humanitarian journey.  After helping to construct a swingset for a group of children living in the mountain community of El Montezano, riding a mule down the winding dirt roads, and spending the evenings playing futbol with the energetic youngsters til th sun went down, I had the bug.  There was a whole world out there, very different from mine.  And in some ways, much more alive than mine.      

    After graduating high school, I embarked on a solo journey to France.  I spent a total of 3 months traveling around the country with a friend I had met through the exchange, exploring the endless maze of ancient stone structures, hidden shops, and rich foods.  I was alive. I was free. I wrote, I took pictures.  I was inspired.  From that moment, I knew that I was meant to travel.  I know that China will inspire, teach, and push me, just as previous journeys have.  The only feeling I have right now is an unbearable anticipation.  In less than a day, my feet will be on soil across the world from where I now sit.  I can't wait.        

  • Pre-Departure Reflection: Teaching in China ~ by Lucila Tijman

    7/1/201111:39:24 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

    China, Summer Camp Counselor, teach, Volunteer

     I can’t believe this trip has finally arrived!  It feels like just yesterday when I applied to this program with Cultural Embrace, had my interview and found out that I would be teaching in China.  I am beyond ecstatic for this experience and cannot wait to meet my fellow teachers!  I started to become nervous today as I was heading to the airport with my dad.  All I could think in my head was: what did I forget, will I be able to handle the culture shock for such a long time, and many more thoughts.  Now as I sit in the airport in Chicago waiting for my connecting flight, I can’t wait to be there!!

    I recently travelled to South East Asia this past December.  I travelled to Thailand, Laos, and Cambodia and completely fell in love with the culture.  I was desperate to go back and knew that this is what I wanted to do.  We visited a hill tribe in Chiang Rai and went to visit their local school.  The little kids were so excited to see us and we got to take pictures with them and see what their classrooms are like and that is the moment I knew this was what I was going to do next.  I have also travelled to many countries in Europe and South America.  I am originally from Argentina so I go back every year for Christmas and New Years to visit my family.  My parents now live in Maryland, which is an awesome state if none of you have visited it yet.  I went to undergrad at the University of Miami and got a degree in business management and organization.  Now I currently live in New York City, where I graduated from grad school in December with a degree in Fashion Marketing at Parsons School of Design.

    As for myself, I am an extremely outgoing person and I love adventure.  I will be the first to sign up for any activity.  I am also the most relaxed person and down to earth as everyone who has met me told me this so I take this as a compliment because I am never stressed out in situations.

  • Leaving the Corporate World Behind ~ by Mark D.

    7/1/201111:27:36 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

    China, Summer Camp Counselor, teach, Volunteer

    Leaving the corporate world behind for 5 weeks! I've done a lot of traveling in the last ~5 years - everywhere from Egypt to Iceland, from Japan to the UK. But for the last 3 years, my travels have been limited to 2 weeks at a time, due to working full-time. So in that sense, this trip will be a new experience for me in several ways: 1) I've never spent more than 2 consecutive weeks in any one country abroad, and 2) I've never done a program like this - I've been a tourist every time, whether with a tour group, with friends, or solo. I've never lived/worked abroad. I'm really grateful that my work gave me the time off - I'm in the public accounting profession, where the idea of work/life balance is usually non-existent. Although I'm a bit nervous going to a country where I don't speak the language and everything is so different, I know this will be a great experience and an adventure for the books!

    I've always wanted to go to China, but the opportunity hadn't really surfaced until I heard about this program. This is the ideal situation because I will have free time on weekends to do sightseeing (be a tourist), but will have the weekdays to really embrace the culture and be part of the community.

    I was bit by the travel bug long ago and absolutely crave it. My goal is to leave the country at least once per year - and I've been doing pretty good since 2006 - I wasn't sure if I could make it happen in 2011, but Cultural Embrace helped with that, and for 5 weeks!

    While I'm stationed in Beijing, I'd really like to visit Shanghai on one of the weekends - it will be a brief visit, but who knows when I'll be back in China - must make the most of it. I'd also really like to see the terracotta army in Xi'an. If any of you fellow counselors in Beijing are interested in doing either, let me know!

    I'm super excited to not work for the next 5 weeks and to be in living/working in China! :)

  • Pre-Departure Reflection: Teaching in China ~ by Deana Tourigny

    7/1/201111:13:36 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    My thoughts before I leave for China consist of several emotions.  First of all I’m excited to travel since I’ve never stepped foot outside the United States. I have a strong desire to travel and experience different cultures. I chose to start with China because the country and culture has a personal importance to me. My mother is Chinese and throughout my childhood I was raised with a mixture of Chinese American culture, so I think it would be awesome if I could learn more about the background of my native heritage. I am really excited for China and this 21 hour flight ahead of me :) Luckily my friend Rebecca Qiu will be accompanying me on this exciting journey.

    Second of all I am extremely nervous. Since I have never travel outside the US I am worried about the typical things such as find the bathroom, or ordering food. But most of all the thing I’m most nervous about is communication. Since my Chinese consists of two whole college semesters of Elementary Mandarin Chinese I feel that I will have a pretty difficult time with the language barrier. haha.

    And my emotion at the current moment is stressed! I now have four hours until my first flight. I believe I have everything packed and ready….but I’m worried I’ll be forgetting something extremely important. I’m stressed about the flights and once I get to China. But I can’t wait for this awesome experience.

    This is truly a life changing experience for me. I intend on majoring in International Business with a minor in Chinese. I’m excited to learn about the Chinese culture/China and start this path of my life! :)

  • Flashback 4.20.10 - Peaks and Valleys by Volunteer in Kenya Participant Tracy Guthrie

    6/30/201110:53:01 AM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    There is no denying it. I am at my breaking point. I am tired of mosquito nets with holes, toilets that are just a hole in the ground, cup showers you take outside, bugs, no T.V., no coffee, the smell, the crazy matatu rides, the smog in Thika and Nairobi, and..... OH MY GOODNESS! I just looked outside the Safari van window to see the most beautiful sight I have ever seen - Mt. Kilimanjaro. If only I were a poet, I would have the words to describe this magnificent piece of land. Do you even call a the largest mountain in Kenya rising to 19,340 ft. a "piece of land"? Anyway, this majestic creation of God has my emotions stirring, in a good way. Like when you hear the National Anthem play, or when someone expresses their love for you, or when you find that perfect pair of shoes or when "The Bachelor" gets down on one knee to propose, even though you know it is a sham or best of all, when God shows Himself to you. I find it quite interesting that just as I was complaining about the gift which I have been praying for for more than two years, a volunteer trip to Africa, God shows Himself to me. Man, is God cool! He knows how to put you in your place through beauty, not anger. I guess that is why we call him God.

    GOD CREATED US TO SERVE. ARE YOU?

    ** The second picture is of the pool at our lodge in Amboseli. We weren't expecting to stay here. Another example of God putting me in my place. 

  • Off to Antigua Tomorrow! by Volunteer in Guatemala Participant Haley Price

    6/30/201110:50:23 AM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    Bright and early, I will FINALLY be on my way to Antigua, Guatemala. I am extremely excited and nervous at the same time. The 5 weeks since my last post has gone by so fast! I can't believe June 28 is finally here and in less than 12 hours I'll be on my way to DFW airport! Air travel has always made me nervous, which is crazy, but I'm still new to the whole traveling completely alone thing. I have been brushing up on my spanish all week, although I hear that in Antigua a lot of people speak English. I have been keeping in touch with people from and living in Antigua right now and have arranged coffee dates with locals. I'm excited to see who is living in the volunteer housing when I'm there, I'm hoping at least a few people! This is going to be such an adventure, I don't think I've ever done something that is so independent! I am packing light, and layers because it's rainy season right now, and storms are expected all week... hopefully it will only rain a few hours in the afternoon or at night. Things have been going really smoothly with Cultural Embrace and the planning, I made a lot of specific requests and organizing things for certain times etc, and they made it all happen :) call me high maintenance I guess haha

    The things I'm most looking forward to:
    1. THE FOOD (I pick my destinations for the food, gotta be honest...haha)
    2. Perfecting my Spanish
    3. Volunteering
    4. Adventures
    5. Meeting new people
    6. Returning with great memories and lots of pictures :)

    So definitely stay posted! I'm sure I'll have some great stories!

    Hasta Luego,
    Haley 

  • Holiday Break by Teach in Thailand and Volunteer in India Participant Alyssa Russo

    6/30/201110:46:31 AM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    I know it has been a long time since I posted a blog and sadly, this will not fulfill your desires much!  I have so much to blog about.  However,  it is summer break currently in South Asia and I am going on holiday, yes I have started to say holiday.  This is what happens when you live with a bunch of Europeans haha!  Any who, tomorrow I leave for Mumbai and then head down to Kerela for a nice beach Vacation.  I then pop into Delhi once more to visit with a friend and head out to Varanasi, which is where the mighty Ganges lay.  Finally, at the end of the month, I will travel to Nepal to experience the culture of the mighty Himalayas.  One of my friends who is travelling with me asked me if I wanted to trek to Base Camp, that is Base Camp of Everest.  I looked at her like she was crazy haha!  She said it is not that bad: only a 2 week trek that anyone can do.  I thought in my head, yea right.  In fact, my Dad was very shocked when I told him that I had the option, I think he was a little worried that I would do it, he knows his daughter so well haha!  Any way, I will spend this time reflecting on my travels and relaxing.  I will also hopefully be able put some pictures up and post, while laying on the beach sipping a Pina Colada of course lol!  In any event, don't be worried if you haven't heard from me, I will probably be viewing the mighty Himalaya's with Stanley in tow.  Yes, that's right, I am once again housing Stanley for my sister and my nieces and am hoping to give him a good trip around India.  Hope it is finally warming up over there,  Love and miss you all!

    Accha Ji (Good Bye) 

  • Flashback 4.20.10 - Thank God for Butter by Volunteer in Kenya Participant Tracy Guthrie

    6/27/20111:05:17 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    Today was a hard day. We woke up at 6am to watch the sun-rise and prepare for a stroll around Lake Nakuru traveling to a hot spring. Well unbeknown to me, it wasn't a stroll it was a 10 mile hike lasting 3 hours. I was mentally complaining the entire time so much so that I couldn't enjoy the beautiful scenery. Once we finally arrived at the hot spring I started to lighten up a bit. I don't know if it was the fact that we made it before I turned 34 or if it was the naked man we saw bathing in the hot spring. Unfortunately, we didn't see his "jewels" but I did get to watch his six pack glisten in the sun. Soaking in the hot spring was amazingly relaxing and perfect after our long hike. After soaking in the water for about an hour we set out to Hells Gate. 

    Our plan was to see the wildlife on Lake Navisha (flamingos and rhinos)then take a bike ride through Hells Gate to the Hells Gate Gorge and go for a hike. My first mistake was imagining our bike ride would be similar to pedaling a beach cruiser along the Newport Beach boardwalk. I have been in Kenya long enough to know that nothing here is like Orange County, California. Let me rephrase that. Nothing in the world is like Orange County, California. Good, bad or indifferent it is the truth. My second mistake was letting my negative thoughts control my day.

    When we arrived to the Hells Gate National Park, Stanley took us right to Lake Navisha to seek out rhinos and see the pink flamingos. There were so many flamingos it looked like a lake of Pepto Bismol. And while I am on the subject, Pepto Bismol has saved my life on this trip! Anyway, after taking some pictures by the Sea of Pepto, we drove around looking for a rhino. Not only did we see one we saw a BLACK rhino. There are less than 50 black rhino left in the world, which makes them officially extinct. My day was getting better! The excitement of seeing something so rare re-energized me. I was ready for the next leg of the day, the bike and hike of Hells Gate Gorge. 

    We rented three bikes because Stanley and Esther had to take the Safari van to get the transmission fixed. The debacle of the broken transmission is another story that I have chosen to forget. Since Stanley wasn't with us, Kathy, Mike and I were left to fend for ourselves. No big deal, it is just five miles to the gorge and on a bike it would be a breeze! Not so much. The bikes we rented were so old I think they were made during the cold war. The handles were placed in a weird position, the seat was a piece of metal with leather over made to look like it was padded, which it was not. Thankfully we had rubber on the tires. I quickly realized my "beach boardwalk" was a path-o-rocks. After about 30 minutes of riding and only going one mile, Kathy's bike broke. She was pedaling, but the tires weren't moving. Our choices were to walk the bikes the rest of the way to the gorge, or have Mike take the bike back to get another. Kathy and I chose the latter. I can't tell you how long it took, but while Kathy and I were waiting we saw tons of zebras and a mama with her baby giraffe. That made up for the bike fiasco. Finally, Mike arrived with the new bike and off we went.

    Once we reached the gorge we hired a tour guide to take us thousands of miles down to the inside of the gorge. Okay, it might not have been thousands of miles down, but Hells Gate Gorge is like a baby Grand Canyon. We told our guide we wanted the 45minute mini tour, not the five hour tour. It was quite an experience hiking in the gorge. We had to build a human chain to get from one rock to the next. By the time we made it to the bottom of the gorge, what the locals call "hell", we were already at the 45 minute mark. And of course to get out of the gorge you must climb up to "heaven". By the time we got up to "heaven" we had invested four hours on this journey and we still had to go back. I would like to say the bike ride back wasn't as bad as the way in, but it was worse. We got caught up in both a rain storm and a dust storm. Seriously!?!?

    I will admit it, I am being a tad ungrateful but it was a hard day. Deep down I am very grateful and know I will look back on this day with humor but right now the only thing I can be grateful for is the half a loaf of bread and butter I ate to comfort myself :) 

  • 5 weeks, 2 days, 6 hours, 11 minutes by Volunteer in Guatemala Participant Haley Price

    6/27/201112:54:21 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    Until I'm in Antigua!!
    Getting pretty excited YA'LL. haha ok I'll lay off the texas-ness a little.
    and yes, I have a countdown going.
    Hmmm sooo plan plan plan! Turns out my very own mother wants to come visit. This is super exciting and cool, just the organization is kind of tough. Hopefully it'll work out, gotta figure out how to get her from the airport in Guatemala City to Antigua (Safely) ...no idea how to do that....not a taxi...chicken bus???
    I don't even know who's picking me up at the airport, where exactly I'll be living... I feel a little clueless I must say. But there's still time to get the details down. Half of my nerves about this trip are from not knowing the details and not knowing what exactly is the plan. The plane ticket is bought so that's half the battle I feel. Thats the commitment step. This is gonna happen.
    I still have a few things to take care of. I owe Cultural Embrace some $ still but money is kind of tight so trying to get that to them ASAP. Also wanting to plan some excursions and things to do. I made some friends through couchsurfing and will meet some locals that way when I get there for coffee. I know that sounds crazy, but couchsurfing is a very awesome (and reliable!) way to meet locals and get a crash course of the culture of wherever you go.
    However safety has been on my  mind a lot lately. Everyone tells me I'll be fine and all that, I just can't be too careful. I researched crime reports in Antigua...bad idea...freaked myself out and got me thinking all this crazy stuff! I've talked to 3 people so far who have lived there and they said it's all just fine and not to worry. I really hope the volunteer housing has a lot of people there when I go.
    Nos Vemos! 

  • The Most Beautiful Sight You Will Ever See! by Volunteer in India and Teach in Thailand Participant Alyssa Russo

    6/27/201112:41:19 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    I hope all is well with all and that the spring has finally arrived in the Northeast.  Things on my side of the world are going rather nicely.  The weather has quickly warmed up and it is now around 85 to 90 degrees during the day.  Last night was actually the first night that I felt it was a little to hot to sleep, which as you all know, is never a good thing.  I am hoping that keeping the door open at night will help to cool the room off. My friend Sarah was in town for the weekend and that was very nice.  She is currently working in New Delhi with a TB NGO and it was great to see her.  The only bad repercussion of a busy weekend is that I somehow contracted a cold.  I feel that the colds that I get here last so much longer because of all of the pollution that is in the air.  On a normal day, there are always little specks of soot that often show up on your tissue when you blow your nose.  Thus, you can imagine a day when you are sick.  However, I am slowly healing myself and am very happy that I will not be travelling anywhere this weekend.

    Now, I am sure that all of you are wondering why I gave this post the name that I did.  Well, there is really only one possible answer...the Taj Mahal.  That's right, this blog is about the majestic building that is considered one of the seven wonders of the worls.  Let me tell you, when you see the Taj in person, it is even more magnificent then you can imagine it to be.  There is something about looking at the building from the main courtyard, that makes you want to never take your eyes off of it.

    The actual excursion to the Taj Mahal was done in one day.  It is in the city of Agra, in the state of UP, which is about a 5 hour train trip from Jaipur.  From previous volunteers having gone to Agra before, we knew that other then the actual visit to the Taj, there is nothing much to do in the city, thus the reason we planned it as only a day trip.  We started out the day at 6AM and took the 5 hour trip to Agra.  We arrived in the city around 11:00AM and got a Tuk Tuk to the center of the city.  After a short breakfast, we set out on our way.  Since India has such a high pollution rate, there is 200 meter area surrounding the Taj Mahal that is blocked off from any cars or Tuk Tuks.  The only things that can get in are battery operated buses and cycle rickshaws.  This is so that the beauty and whiteness of the Taj Mahal can be preserved.

    Getting into the actual Taj was an adventure all it's own.  For a foreigner, the ticket to get within the compound is 750 rupees, which is equivalent to about $18.00.  This includes foot covers for your shoes, to be used once inside the actual building, and a bottle of water. After collecting your ticket, one follows a long line of people to the lockers where you must lock up your personal items as you can only  take in a camera, cell phone, and wallet.  We are then herded towards the long line of guests waiting to get into the compound that holds the gardens, secondary buildings and the Taj Mahal.  This is perhaps one of the only places in India where it helps to be a women, has there is a ladies only line that moves significantly quicker then the gents one.  After going through numerous metal detectors, we finally entered the main compound.  Now this is not the the compound where one can see the Taj Mahal, this is the pre-area that houses two secondary mausoleums.  However, one can clearly see where the entrance to the garden that houses the Taj Mahal is, as there is a giant crowd around one doorway.  As you slowly make your way towards the entrance of the garden, one can see that there is a lot of commotion going on; thousands of people trying to get to and from the entrance and take pictures while moving at a rather slow pace.  It surly was pure madness.  However, as you enter the garden, things get significantly calmer and there are numerous photo-ops.  Basically the entire walk up to the Taj Mahal is a slow stop and start of trying to get the best picture. Upon arriving at the front of the building, one puts their shoe covers on and ascents the giant stairs to wait in the 1 hour line so that you can enter the Taj.  I have to say, the actual inside of the Taj Mahal was rather unimpressive, particularly for the hour line.  But of course we had to say we actually went into the Magnificent Taj Mahal.

    Here are some interesting facts about the Taj Mahal:

    1) It is actually an Islamic structure despite the belief that it is a temple built for the Hindu God Shiva.
    2)The Taj was built by Shah Jahn, the Mughal Emperor at the time, in honor of the death of his second wife who died giving birth to their 14th child.
    3) The construction for the Taj Mahal began in 1631, the year of the wife's death, and was not finished until 1653.
    4) Not long after it was finished, Shah Jahn was overthrown by his son who imprisoned him in Agra Fort.  From the fort you can see the Taj Mahal, thus reminding the Shah what he would never be able to visit again
     

    The Entrance Gate to get into the Inner Courtyard that houses the Taj Mahal.

    The Taj Mahal from the Main Entrance way.

    View of entire courtyard and Taj.


    Me touching the Taj!
     

    All those people are part of the Giant line to get inside the Taj. 
    All in all it was a fabulous trip that could not be missed!  Hope you all enjoy the photos and talk to you soon! 

  • Making it Happen by Volunteer in Guatemala and CE Intern Haley Price

    6/8/20111:12:06 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

    Featured Participants, Guatemala, Intern, Volunteer

    Ever since visiting Mexico a year ago, I’ve had the itch to go back to Latin America, this time, with a purpose. I looked into studying abroad, and everything related. Financial restrictions did not allow for study abroad. Thus, I was left with other ways to make my adventure happen. I looked into the Peace Corps, and other opportunities available to students for the summer, or even after I graduate from the University of Texas.
     
    One day, I was at a favorite study spot on the lake with my best friend, studying Spanish. He said that the only way I will become fluent is to immerse myself, and live somewhere with the language. Well, with all my restrictions, how is that going to happen? A man that was also on the patio chimed in, and told me about how he lived in Spain. Then a woman named Emlyn then also chimed in talking to me about Cultural Embrace, and how there are many options for me to make my dream happen. I met up with her later and viola, now I am a marketing intern here at Cultural Embrace, in which my work will be returned with a trip to Antigua, Guatemala, where I will help the community, reach fluency in Spanish, and provide in depth blogs and videos for Cultural Embrace to use in the future. Internship, and my Latin American experience? Talk about killing two birds. Some things just work out, and I’m starting to believe I’m meant to do this! If my friend had not said anything, and that random guy never chimed in, then where would I be! So, I am on my road to Antigua.
     
    As of now, I’m planning the dates, working hard at my Spanish skills, and already thinking about what to pack! June can’t come soon enough sometimes. Summer in Austin is one of my favorite things in the world, but this experience is going to be the highlight of my college years. I’m just bouncing with excitement thinking about it.
    However, my nerves are definitely on end. Travelling alone can seem extremely risky to me sometimes, but it’s nothing I haven’t done before! My parents are supportive, nervous wrecks, but supportive! They are going to buy their tickets to visit when I have dates set.
     
    So, where to go from here? I guess I should start doing my research about Antigua, and find more about  my living arrangements.
     
    Right now the internship with Cultural Embrace in Austin has taught me soooo much. Way more than classes have, but everything I learned about marketing, advertising, and communication has been very useful. I work on various marketing projects, as well as social media and online communications. I even got to use my fitness expertise also!! :D 
    I enjoy the things I do here, and am really grateful for this experience, as it has been one most valuable. 

    I love to write and hope to have fun with this blog, expect a lot of pictures...and some rambling here and there :)
     
    Hasta Luego,
    Haley
     

  • April's A-Ha! Travel Moments by Volunteer in Kenya Participant Tracy Guthrie

    6/8/20111:02:03 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

    A-Ha, Featured Participants, Kenya, Volunteer


    For me, traveling to Africa on a volunteer service trip was something I dreamt about for years.  But due to limited resources, time and money, I didn’t think it would ever happen. However, in February of 2010 I was laid off from my job which gave me the availability to go to Kenya for an extended amount of time but made the money part even harder. I immediately started to pray asking God that if His will was for me to go that He help get me there. About two weeks after my prayer, my Dad called and said he got a random check in the mail for the amount of $1350. The money actually came from a savings account my Grandmother set aside before she died in 2003. No one knew about this money. The plane ticket to get to Kenya was $1400. That was my “A-Ha!” moment.  I knew God was leading me to Kenya, so I took the leap of faith and spent six weeks volunteering WWB orphanage. It was the most amazing time of my life. 

  • Wedding Extravaganza by Volunteer in India and Teach in Thailand Participant Alyssa Russo

    6/8/201112:16:16 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

    Featured Participants, India, Love, Volunteer

    Hello Everyone,

    About three weeks ago I went to the city of Udaipur.  This is a city in Rajasthan about 9 hours South of Jaipur.  It is considered to be the most romantic place in India and it certainly was beautiful.  We spent 3 days there and I just feel in love with it.  It was so much calmer then Jaipur and I felt that the relaxed way of life was contagious.  It is primarily a Muslim city, so I heard the call to prayer five times a day and this made me nostalgic for Niger.  The only bad thing about the trip was that we got stuck on a bus for 4 hours because it broke down.  This made the 9 hour trip 13 and we were extremely exhausted when we finally rolled up to Jaipur at 6AM.  The funny thing was that, while we were getting anxious and trying to figure out what was going on, as nobody on the bus spoke English, the Indians were calm as could be.  I guess this happens often here.  In any event, I really enjoyed the trip and would love to visit again.
     

    The view from our Guest House.  It was on top of a hill and overlooked Udaipur.
     
    After my weekend away in Udaipur, I spent the next two weekends just laying low and enjoying Jaipur.  I find that I am in a ?lose lose situation because I want to see so much and yet travelling every weekend and working during the week is exhausting.  Thus, I am trying to travel every other weekend and stay in town on the alternative weekends. 
     
    This past week was extremely exhausting because there were so many things going on.  Besides the normal teaching that I do, I have started to take dance classes on Mondays and Wednesdays.  I am taking classical India dance which is so much harder then it looks.  The dance itself is not very motion oriented but instead has a lot of poses.  You normal stand in one spot and constantly change poses throughout the song.  However, I certainly am enjoying it.
     
    On Thursday, all of the volunteers were invited to an Indian Wedding.  I for one was very excited about this because I had been wanting to see a wedding since I had gotten here.  I feel that weddings are one of the things that best show the culture of a country; and since culture is something that I study, I was looking forward to seeing it embodied through this tradition.  If you have ever had any good Indian friends, you probably know that an Indian wedding is extremely different from any you would see in the west. There is a lot of color, a lot of people, and even more food!  The wedding that we went to was one of a family in the Brahman cast, which is the highest caste. So needless to stay, is was big in every way.  The total number of people that were there was 6,000.  You could imagine how overwhelming it was to walk into an area that looks like a fair grounds and see thousands and thousands of people.  The decorations for a Hindu Wedding are similar to decorations you would see around Christmas time in the States, minus the Santa's of course.  There are a lot of lights and a lot of bows.  There are musicians playing traditional instruments and a huge amount of food.  On one end there was a stage and on the other three ends were giant buffet tables that had all the Indian food you could possibly imagine.  I just remember going back and forth for about an hour to make sure I could get a taste of everything.  I also took this opportunity to buy a traditional Sari.  I loved getting dressed up, although I must say, having to squat in a latrine in a Sari was not easy, lol!  Perhaps the strangest thing to me about the whole experience was that it seemed that the entire celebration was more for the guests then the couple.  The bride showed up at about the last hour and there was a giant procession to the stage, where the couple then exchanges there vows.  It took her about 1 hour to get from the entrance to the stage and the poor girl almost got knocked down about 4 times.  As we were the only westerners there, we were quite a spectacle and it seemed as though people were more interested in us then the couple.  It certainly was weird for me to be the center of attention at someone elses wedding.
     

    Me in my Sari before the wedding.  If you look closely you can see that my left arm has Henna on it!
     

    Some of the Volunteers at the wedding! 

    The Groom on his horse coming in for the ceremony.
     

    The Bride finally coming in!
     

    The bride and her bridesmaids coming down the aisle.  There is actual gold in her Sari!
     
     
    The bride and groom finally made it to the stage.  The flower necklace is similar to the rings at a western wedding.  They each put one on each other and this symbolizes the connection between the two.
     
    Well I hope you enjoy the pictures and I will write soon about my trip to Agra where the magnificent Taj Mahal is!
     
    Love You All and I hope Spring has finally reached you guys! 
  • Good Will HUNTing by CE Founder Emlyn Lee

    6/8/201112:13:30 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

    Australia, Emlyn's Expressions, Love, Volunteer, Work

    "A good companion shortens the longest road." This Turkish proverb is so fitting for my final LOVE series blog because I am featuring a couple that will soon take a looooong journey ahead. Meet Bryan and Jillian Hunt, a delightful couple from College Station, TX that are heading off for a six months mission trip in Uganda, and then spending the second half of the year on Cultural Embrace’s Work and Travel Australia program.

    The two were high school sweethearts, and both are graduates from Texas A&M University. They have always wanted to travel abroad, and took the past two years to work, save, and plan for their international adventure. Their plans fluctuated for awhile since they had a long list of places they wanted to go, but their final decisions are to: serve local children at orphanages in Uganda, and have some fun surfing and traveling around while working to make ends meet in Australia. 

    I asked if they had any advice to give other travelers. Jillian shared the advice that she received from her cousin to “Just go and do it!” Bryan advised wanderlusts to “never count any option out, but also don’t be completely sold on just one option.”

    Flexibility and patience are the keys to happy trails. The main reason most people travel is to experience new things, right? We want to see new sites, taste new foods, dance at new clubs, buy new things at markets and street bazaars that you couldn’t get at home. Realize that it will get frustrating and things don’t always work out as you anticipated. That’s okay, it happens! You are out of your comfort zone, and in a new environment, but that is the beauty of traveling! Embrace the world, discover the similarities, and share the differences.

    I invite you to watch this awesome video that their friend produced (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FbFA_7oZogI&feature=player_embedded), and you will see two lifetime companions and best friends who are passionate, humorous, patient, and respectful people--not only to each other, but to the communities that surround them. Jill works in the hospitality industry and Bryan is a history teacher, so serving and helping others are natural gifts of theirs. I can’t wait to follow this Good Will HUNTing Adventure, as their companionship will shorten their long journey, and their love will help to make the world go round ..

  • Reflections on the Indian Way of Life by Volunteer in India and Teach in Thailand Participant Alyssa Russo

    6/8/201112:03:31 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

    Featured Participants, India, Volunteer

    Hello Everyone,


    So I find that, although I am not necessarily doing much after work, I am none the less, having problems finding the initiative to write my blogs!  As it gets hotter here, and I spend more time in India, I find myself falling into the Indian way of life style, a much calmer and relaxed way of life.  I found this to be the same in Niger and wonder if there is something about being in a non-western country that allows people to live a simpler way of life.  After all, to many Indian/Africans, life is rather simple; find work, feed your family, and live a good life according to the mores set forward to you. Now, I realize that these "simple" things are not always easy to find in a country with a billion and a half people, however the idea is there.  In the west we live chaotic lives where we always feel like we constantly have to keep moving...more work, more family, more food.  Being a New Yorker I find the Indian life style extremely strange and forgien to me and yet I am liking it non the less.  Perhaps if we could all learn to take things one notch down and live a simpler life, we would all be a bit happier.  Any who, going to reflect on this some more.  Will write later today about my whirlwind trip to Udaipur this past weekend!

    Love,
    Alyssa

     

    Alyssa, Luiz and her class at the Science Park! 
  • FAQ: Why Pay to Volunteer Abroad by CE Coordinator Julie Dean

    6/8/201111:50:38 AM Link 0 comments | Add comment

    Volunteer

    I love my job.  Preparing great people to travel abroad and finding the perfect match for them with an international non-profit or school is uplifting.   However, as an international coordinator, the one thing that will get me down is when participants are frustrated that the service we provide is not free.  The most common question I am asked is, "so, why do I have to pay to volunteer?"  My best answer is you aren't actually paying to volunteer, other than with your greatly appreciated time and effort.  But, your trip abroad is not free.  You are paying for our service in setting up the placement, housing, meals, airport transfers, international medical insurance, tours and support from our local coordinators for the entirety of your time abroad.  Since we are a non-religious, non government agency, we receive 100% of our funding from program fees.  Program fees are what enable us to remain in business and offering our services. 

    My great grandmother always used to tell me, "pack half the amount of luggage you think you need and double the amount of money."  For better or for worse, she was right!  When I traveled to Australia on an exchange trip, I took a huge backpack filled with everything I thought I couldn't live without for 6 months.  As it turned out, I could have left my sheets at home (they weren't the right size), half my clothes (laundry was easy to do and I wanted to shop for cute clothes from local shops), scuba gear (a pain to carry around and it could be rented), tent and camping gear (hostels are cheap) and laptop (internet cafes were everywhere).   Mid-way through the adventure I was seriously considering swimming across the river to campus so I wouldn't have to pay the ferry fees as I had blown through my savings by taking surf lessons, hiking in the Blue Mountains, visiting Uluru and scuba diving in the Whitsunday Islands.  But, I have no regrets and would go broke again to have my head spinning by the awe of learning and experiencing something so new and different.   This poem sums up how I aspire to live life:

    Life should not be a journey to the grave
    with the intention of arriving safely
    in an attractive and well preserved body
    But rather to skid in sideways
    chocolate in one hand
    wine in the other
    Lover right behind you
    body thoroughly used up
    totally worn out and screaming
    Woo Hoo what a ride!


    Travel is a big part of the ride, at least for me!  Costs you should save and prepare for in advance when planning an international trip not only include your program fee, but your visa fees, airfare and personal expenses like souvenirs and going out for a coffee or drink with friends.  Here are some great ways to financially prepare for your adventure:

    1.  Work and save money in advance
    2.  Choose a program where your dollar will go far (i.e. traveling to Latin America is cheaper than traveling to Europe due to the exchange rates and cost of airfare).  Here are links to our cheapest volunteer programs: Volunteer in Latin America and Volunteer in Southeast Asia
    3.  Let your support network know what you are doing and ask for financial aid
    4.  Choose a program where you can earn money (like teaching or working abroad).  Here are links to our paid programs: Summer Camp Counselor in ChinaWork in Australia or New ZealandTeach in GuatemalaTeach in Mexico and Teach in Thailand
     

    5.  Apply for scholarships at your school or online
     
     
     
  • Back to H.U.G. Guatemala for the Holidays by CE Founder Emlyn Lee

    6/8/201110:26:49 AM Link 0 comments | Add comment

    Emlyn's Expressions, Guatemala, Volunteer

    Hola y Feliz Navidad! I’m back in Guatemala enjoying another Christmas in one of my favorite cities, Antigua. I decided to return back this year to check out our H.U.G. (Help Understand Give) Guatemala project, and to share this beautiful country and holiday season with my family and friends.

    Although I usually travel alone or have a friend meet up while I check out or create new business developments for Cultural Embrace’s program, my oldest sister, Ann, brother-in-law, Bill, and 12 years-old niece and nephew, Michael and Alexa wanted to go on a meaningful vacation during the holidays. They currently live in a town right next to San Mateo, California (near San Francisco), so they thought it would be fitting to spend the holidays sharing it with children from our H.U.G. project in San Mateo, Guatemala (near Antigua). So this is a rare, yet very special treat to have my family join me on this holiday adventure. 

    I have customized this trip a bit from our typical Volunteer in Guatemala week program, or our popular requested Group Travel itinerary, so we can have a family fun-packed week. We are spending the first 5 days in Antigua…one of the most charming cities in the world. It is foreign-friendly city, with cobble-stone streets filled with delicious restaurant, cafes, shops, and hotels; yet it still maintains the local Guatemalan culture (indigenous and modern) and charm.

    Most of our participants take 4 hours of one-on-one Spanish lessons with our partnering language school in Antigua, and I was thrilled when Michael and Alexa agreed to take lessons during their ‘vacation’. We enrolled them for two hours of Spanish a day for the next three days which is perfect for younger children and their attention span…and they had a blast! I loved hearing that they had more fun and learned more Spanish in the first two hours than all the years that they have been learning Spanish since age 3 from day care years. And to be honest, their attitude and confidence in Spanish showed immediately after their first class, as they were trying to speak Spanish to the waitress.

    Ok, I can go on and on, but it’s 7pm on Christmas Eve. I certainly don’t want to miss a meal in Antigua, as the restaurants and cafes are delicious and beautiful. And then will join the locals and celebrate Christmas by attending a service at the Cathedral located in the town square. Feliz Navidad to you and your loved ones! 

  • Discover China by CE Founder Emlyn Lee

    6/8/201110:00:56 AM Link 0 comments | Add comment

    China, Culture Classes, Emlyn's Expressions, Teach, Volunteer

    I'm rounding the corner for my final stretch in China, and heading to Shanghai before my return back to the States. I just spent the past 5 days in one of my favorite areas of China- the Guilin/Yangshuo area. This is one of the most aesthetically beautiful parts of China that provide inspiration to many artists, poets, and is printed on the 20RMB Chinese currency bill. Yangshuo has been known as a backpacker and adventure travel haven for years, and the infamous West Street has developed even more to be a hub for bars, cafes, restaurants, vendors, and discos to appeal to the Chinese and foreign markets alike.
     

    The beautiful Guilin/Yangshuo area


    The reason I came out here was to meet up with and check on our Discover China - Travel, Volunteer, and Cultural Exchange program. Cultural Embrace has partnered with a local non-profit to provide a wonderful blend of Chinese cultural, educational, adventurous, and humanitarian aspects in the area. We have created weekly programs to offer a diverse opportunity to experience the 'real' China, allowing our participants to: integrate within the local village, learn more about the Chinese culture, including several ethnic minority groups that live in and near the area, embark on some fun and adventurous recreational activities, and give back to the communities.

    Our local coordinator, Isabella, is a delight, one of my favorite coordinators that we work with around the globe. She is a former English teacher in the Northern region, and genuinely cares about the community, participants, and village people. Plus, she's fun, adorable, and has the most pleasant 'hao de' (translated okay or alright) and smile that will make anyone reciprocate her happy demeanor. My brief description does not give justice to the a la carte week options you may choose, so go see for yourself, to gain a better understanding and experience of fascinating China.

    Isabella!

    Cultural Week: Participants will fly or take the train in to Guilin. You will be met by a local representative, and depending on the time of arrival, you will either overnight in downtown Guilin, or go straight down to Fengyan village. The gender divided bunk bed accommodations is a highlight of the Fengyan experience. Our base is home to an ancient building, over 100 years old, that has been recently renovated to include wi-fi, Western toilets, and hot water, yet preserves the ancient old ambience. All meals are included and cooked by a private chef and served family style. This cultural week orientates the traveler with Chinese culture, basic and essential Chinese phrases, social habits, and expectations of our participants in China. The week is filled with sight-seeing excursions, such as: Confucius and Buddhist temples, farm lands, ancient Chong Shen village, Li River cruises, and much more. Participants will get a chance to have tea and visit local homes and families, and a chance to meet local farmers, students, and decide what type of work they want to do if they are on the volunteer week.


     

    Yangshuo Adventure & Travel Week: As I mentioned earlier, Yangshuo has been a backpacker and adventure traveler refuge in China. Rock climbing, mountain biking, white water rafting, tubing and much more are available during this weekdays, and your evenings are at leisure to relax your muscles, or check out the hip nightlife scene of Yangshuo. Our accommodations in Yangshuo are upgraded dormitories in a local private school. All of the foreign participants are situated on the 3rd and 4th floor of a hall, and have wi-fi, Western toilets, hot showers, and included meals.

    Trekking Week: Three hours North of Yangshuo is Long Cheng, home to the Yao minority, and a spectacular area for trekking and hiking. We include a week-long trek, led by local minorities to maintain sustainability within the local community, and they will take you through farmlands, local villages, and the backroads of China. These spry older ladies, aka as Longhair villagers, will wear their minority clothing (not sure how they don't get hot), skipping along the steps without catching their breath. These ladies are also known as Longhair minority, since they do not cut their hair after 18 years old, and wear their floor-length hair in an unique bun. Every day's trek ranges 4-8 hours of leisure-paced hiking. You will overnight in comfortable, clean and conveniently located hostels/hotels each night, with all meals included.
     

    Me with a Longhair villager



    TaiQi/Kung Fu Week: There are two kungfu and tai qi academies located near Yangshuo district. Participants that want to learn, practice, and discover the beautiful art form and disciplinary workout will love this opportunity. Be the "Karate Kid" during your time in China, and learn from nationally praised kungfu masters. Participants will live on site in clean, comfortable, and Western friendly accommodations, with all meals included and instructions in Chinglish.

    Volunteer Week: Giving back to the community is a major part of our mission and passion at Cultural Embrace, and we provide several opportunities for our participants to volunteer in China.

    If you wish to stay in the Yangshuo/Fengyan area, you may opt to:

    1. Tutor and teach basic oral English at public elementary, middle, or high schools (depending on your age preference)
    2. Help local villagers and farmers during their harvest season (seasonal). 


    I recommend joining our Teach in China programhttp://www.culturalembrace.com/4444669_24622.htm if you are able to commit 14+ weeks, as we may be able to offer you a paid stipend for your longer-term teach placement.

    If you wish to spread your wings and visit other parts of China, we have a fantastic opportunity for you to work at a Panda Conservation Reserve in Chengdu, and help at a local orphanage in Henan Province. There is a local coordinator in each destination that will inform you of your duties, schedule, and expectations, and assist with all ground transportation, language translations, etc. Both sites have shared clean and comfortable accommodations for the foreign volunteers with all included meals.

    All of these weeks are available throughout the year, and you may choose the weeks and types of travel and program you want to do. Come and join us to Discover China!
     

    Discover the Similarities... Share the Differences,
    Emlyn
    Founder of Cultural Embrace 
  • Caring in Kenya by CE Coordinator Julie Dean

    6/8/20119:21:08 AM Link 0 comments | Add comment

    Group Trips, Kenya, Volunteer


    I believe it is safe to say that volunteering at the orphanage was the most unexpected high of our recent trip to Kenya. As the coordinator from Cultural Embrace, I poled the group and learned that the majority was most excited about for the safaris (the trip was timed perfectly to see the migration of the Wilde beasts in the Masai Mara). I also learned about each participant's fear and concern towards what we might experience during our service project at the orphanage. In one way or another, everyone halfway expected to feel broken hearted by the visit and questioned whether 4 days of work could really make a difference for the children at the orphanage. This is a difficult but common question I often receive and the best answer is to experience it since what we know we understand and what we understand, we love. Cultural Embrace's commitment towards education, conservation, leadership, creativity and healthy living is rooted in this philosophy.

    Our first hand experience in Kenya to really "know" the community began with a bumpy but beautiful ride from Nairobi to the orphanage. We were greeted by huge smiles, friendly waving and children running along side out matutus (vans). Everyone helped us with our luggage and to find our shared dorm rooms before dinner. There was one big bunk room for all the ladies and one for the men. We all got situated and enjoyed finding our personal washing buckets under our bunks which included outhouse shoes and a small washcloth. The children informed us the rule was that everyone must wash their feet and hands before a meal and their whole body 3 times a week. This sounded great to me as my face had become more "expressive" due to the thick coat of dust sitting on my eyebrows and eyelashes. The outhouses were just basic holes in the floor so to wash you would first fill your bucket with water from the well and then quickly work from top to bottom cleaning all the pertinent areas!

    Washing was important because we did get dirty! Beyond sharing meals, games and chores with the children, we had a major project to complete which was the digging of a silage pit. The orphanage supports itself as a sustainable farm with fields of fruits and veggies as well as livestock. During the winter the cows are difficult to kept fed as there is very little grass; however, their manure is used for bio gas to run the kitchen stoves. So, the digging of a silage pit was the obvious next step. We dug and dug, and dug some more. By the end of our 4 days, the pit was complete and we had all learned something real through the effort. Instead of feeling broken hearted by the sad stories and harsh reality of how each child ended up at the orphanage, we were uplifted by a spirit of giving and common bond shared through the sweat, blood and tears of hard work. Life was good because everyone had experienced the truth: someone, somewhere cared.

     
  • Flashback 4.19.10 - The Secret Service of Safari by Volunteer in Kenya Participant Tracy Guthrie

    6/7/201111:57:56 AM Link 0 comments | Add comment

    Featured Participants, Kenya, Volunteer


    Today is the first day of Safari. Mike, Kathy and I are doing a 5 night/6 day safari to Massai Mara, Lake Nakru, Hells Gate, and Amboseli. Mike and Kathy are volunteering at the orphanage while on their honeymoon. Pretty selfless to spend your honeymoon in a orphanage! I am not so sure I could do it. Giving up your "flower" on a cot with a two inch mattress underneath a mosquito net while geckos are crawling up the walls just doesn't sound romantic to me.

    Anyway, Stanley and Esther, our Safari guides, picked the three of us up from the orphanage at 6am this morning. Some of the kids were already awake, so they grabbed our bags and carried them to the safari van. No one asked them to do it, they just like to help out. After they loaded our bags and pushed our van out of the mud, we were off!

    Our first stop was actually Nairobi to go to the bank and get food from the market. Just like any other road trip you need junk food and lots of it! I think we finally left Nairobi around 9am, and didn't get to Massai Mara reserve until 4pm. Since it was so late in the day we only had about two hours to drive around. But were still able to see cheetahs, lions, lion cubs, lionesses, giraffes, zebras, elephants, and wildebeests.

    We pulled into the campsite, Flamingo Lodge, about 6:30pm. The campsite is kind of like a ghost town. The only people here are the five of us (Stanley, Esther, Mike, Kathy and me) and four staff members (a cook, a helper and two Massai Warriors for security). I tell you what, being on Safari is a dream come true, but taking a hot shower and eating a real meal is a close second.

    After I stuffed myself with spaghetti and meat sauce, green beans and carrots, fresh mango and bread with butter and jelly, I made my way to bed. Just as I was starting to feel relaxed and comfortable in these new surroundings, I realized the Massai Warriors were stationed 50 feet from my tent. On one hand it is reassuring to have protection from the wild animals, but on the other hand I am a totally spooked that the only thing separating me and two strange men with weapons is a canvas door with a broken zipper. I guess if they were to come after me I can use my bible to beat them over the head.... 

  • Black sand, Brown rum by Volunteer in Guatemala Participant Kate Springer

    6/7/201111:47:50 AM Link 0 comments | Add comment

    Featured Participants, Guatemala, Volunteer

    Kate and Katie's Excellent Adventure came to an end just in time to meet Cami at the airport. 
     

     
    Cami is one of the volunteachers who I met in Chile.  Coincidentally, while I was in Guatemala, Cami and her family planned to volunteer in Guatemala City with an organization called ProjectWalk.  With our stars aligned, Cami and I enjoyed a short reunion before she prepared for a challenging two weeks in Guatemala City.  We had one mission: Get Cami to the beach!   
     
     
    Monterrico is the closest beach to Antigua, but it is not quite like the beaches in Costa Rica or Panama. The black sand from the volcanoes makes the beach unbearably hot during the day.  So hot, in fact, that you cannot walk on it comfortably until dusk.  
     
     
     
    Monterrico's intense sunlight and body-crushing waves kept us off the beach almost the entire weekend.  Aside from a few evening strolls down the coast, we stuck to the hostel's hammocks and swimming pools, the latter of which were more like warm baths by noon.
     
     
     With no where to go to cool off, we sought shade in the cafe at Johnny's Place, an infamous Guatemalan hostel.  When we walked in, Cami and I were greeted by excitable Guatemalans who insisted on buying us welcome shots of Guatemala's best rum, Ron Zacapa.  The generosity didn't stop there, our new amigos insisted on buying rounds of sangria, cuba libres, and even dinner.  

    We soon learned why the Guatemalans were eating and drinking so excessively (if not just for the fun of it).  It is impossible to sleep through a night in the Monterrico heat without a few shots of rum.  We learned this one night too late.  

     On our first night in Monterrico, neither jungle-strength bug repellent nor cold showers helped us sleep. Instead, we laid awake cursing the humidity and hungry mosquitoes throughout the night.  By Saturday night, we got the memo, and by Sunday, we were ready to get the hell off the coast and back to the airy mountains.
     
    Before we left though, Cami and I explored the Monterrico nightlife.  With four options for dinner in the one-road town,  we stopped at the first cafe with a friendly face.  No menu to be seen, an older Guatemalan woman greeted us at the door then cooked up the plato del dia before we could change our minds. 
     
    Served with heads, scales, tales and a huge citranella candle, Cami and I forgot about the heat long enough to enjoy a wonderful meal. 
     
    On our way back to the hostel, we heard an acoustic guitar and cheerful singing coming from a local bar.  Unable to pass up live music, Cami and I spent our last quetzales on cuba libres and sat in for a song.
     
     
    Too soon, Cami and I parted ways.  She stayed on to volunteer at a hospital in Guatemala City while I made my way back to the US of A with my adventures on hold. For now.

     

  • Final Entry by Volunteer and Teach in China Participant Chris Schave

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    What are three months in China like? Well, it’s an assortment of feelings and experiences. I started my journey in the city of Guilin. The first weekend was spent there, and I met a few people that I plan on keeping in touch with for some time. Along with meeting people, I discovered Guilin Noodles, a simple noodle dish with rice noodle, a few vegetables, and some meat.
     

    I also had the chance to see some caves. I was on the tour with only one other English speaker. We saw some amazing caves and also stopped at a waterfall. This is where I saw the kindness of Chinese people. I also got a chance to be in about 30 high school aged children’s pictures.

    After that first weekend, I left with Brit Chris, Georgina, and Julie. We headed to an incredibly small village called Fengyang. This was an experience that I will not forget. When I say small, I mean around 200 people. We lived in a 100+ year old house that was once owned by the wealthiest family in the village.

    While in Fengyang, we went on various tours and even taught English to the village children for a week. That was a far cry from the teaching that I would be doing at the end of my trip. The kids were a mix of crazy little hellions, star struck girls that looked at me with longing eyes, and children that actually were interested in learning English.

    The things that I will take away from those first few weeks are my first encounters with Chinese people in their own country, the crazy party that the local government officials held for us, and it was complete with an absorbent amount of Bijou. It is the drink that I would later grow to despise. I also met Isabella, a very sweet Chinese lady that was in charge of the whole program that we were a part of.

    Next in the adventure was Yangshou. This was a rough time because of the weather. It is a great town and I highly recommend that people visit and stay at Monkey Jane’s hostel. It rained almost the whole time. We got to do some rock climbing, bike riding in the rain, that looking back was a lot more fun than it was while riding. I have funny stories about a motorcycle taxi driver trying very adamantly to get me to buy a massage from a girl, only to drop me off at the whore house. I walked home in the rain from there.

    The time I spent at Monkey Jane’s will be some of the most memorable. I met quite a few good people there and had great times playing beer pong with people from around the world.

    After the first week in Yangshou, we headed off to the rice fields. It was a long bus ride, but I was with my crew, so it wasn’t too bad. The one thing about traveling alone through China is that you have to be somewhat careful where you fall asleep. Not that everyone is out to steal your stuff, but I didn’t take out anything of value on a bus when I was alone. In the off chance I fell asleep. That takes me to this, while in China, for the most part, I felt incredibly safe. Many people I talked with viewed me as a guest in their country and therefore felt responsible for watching out for me.

    Back to the rice fields. They were amazing and I really enjoyed myself the first and second day. That was despite that storms that kept rolling through. I still got some good pictures, but for some reason halfway through, I jacked my ISO up to 3200, and everything after that was really grainy. Not cool when you are excited to see what you shot and you get them on your computer to discover most of them are garbage.

    On the third day, Brit Chris woke up with a swollen infected eye. I have no idea what happened, but it was pretty red, and he said it was painful. I went to the pharmacy and got him some medicated eye drops. Upon my return, I ran into Georgina, who had spent half the night vomiting. After talking it over with the group, we decided that it would be the best idea to head back to Guilin. Anyway, the World Cup was on and we didn’t want to miss it.

    That was the group’s last weekend in Guilin, and we all parted our own ways. I met some new friends at our hostel that were headed to Yangshou, which is where I was headed for the following week. I got them set up at Monkey Jane’s and got a free shirt out of the deal. That week I did two days of rock climbing, though the first day was rough. I was a bit under the weather due to some overconsumption of spirits the night before. Regardless, it was fun

    Halfway through the week, I took the British couple with me to Fengyang for a festival that we were invited to. I met Vicky and Lee in Guilin and they were the two that I took to Monkey Jane’s. This little festival was ridiculous! I was on some Chinese news station, and I saw Lee drink more bijou than I knew was humanly possible. He was also quite possibly the most hung over I had ever seen anyone. It was a great couple of days!

    The next week was spent in Hunan Province at an orphanage. This part of the trip had the most impact on me. When I got there, I was sooo out of my element. I would say that there was about 60 kids there when I arrived, but some left throughout my time there. To clarify, this was not a normal orphanage; it was more of a boarding school for very poor children, that is subsidized by an American non profit. That being said, the conditions were still not very good.

    Around the third day there, I had a little breakdown in my room. I couldn’t stop thinking about how unfair life is, and how these kids really had nothing. It wasn’t until after that little episode that I realized these kids had it much better here than at their homes. Even though to me the food was incredibly minimal, it was better than nothing. I started to feel better about the situation as time went on. I realized that I wasn’t sent there to feel bad for them, I was sent there to make their lives a little better for that one week. It was a little rough because of the heat. Most of them went to school during the day, and the rest kept retreat in their rooms to stay cool.

    When we did play, it was all about basketball, and I had a great time with them. I will remember a few of the kids specifically. One came from a mother that had lost nine children before him. She couldn’t speak, or maybe she could, but I was told that no one could understand her. The boy, had a pretty bad mental handicap, but he loved hanging out with me. He never said one word to me. He would just smile and look up at me. Another kid was a girl that followed me a lot and always wanted to hold my hand. She was about 6 and just cute as a button. She knew that I didn’t speak Chinese, but that didn’t stop her from speaking it to me. She loved to talk. That was a great week looking back. My parents and I donated enough money to buy all the children a new pair of shoes, so hopefully they will enjoy them.

    Once I left the orphanage, I headed to Changsha to catch a flight to Chengdu. I was informed a few days before my departure that Isabella would be joining the group. Georgina was also going to be there, so I had a few familiar faces to look forward to.

    When I got to Chengdu, I had a chance to relax for a few days. I tried to buy a new camera, but failed when they didn’t take visa. This was actually a blessing because I wasn’t paid my GI Bill for that month and would have been in the hole a good amount.

    Looking back, there were more photos that I wanted to get, but shooting stuff everyday kind of burned me out at the time. Like right now, I spent the weekend in Beijing and took around 600 photos. I guess I love taking them, but without a place to sit down and go through them, it gets to be a little much. I think when I get back I will be much more into it. I just need a break after getting these last pictures edited. I took around 10,000 pictures in 3 months, and have deleted about 7,000. Although, I’m on a plane right now from Vancouver to Portland, and I wish my camera weren’t packed away because some of these islands have amazing cloud formations around them…

    Back to China… Working with pandas outside of Ya’an, near Chengdu, was absolutely amazing! These creatures had such funny personalities and I am still shocked at how they were all so different. I was very fortunate that I got to feed them, play with the little ones, and clean their cages. Well, maybe not the last part. I also had the chance to hang out with some really cool people. I took a lot of pictures there, and even got some great waterfall shots.

    After Chengdu, I flew to Yantai, via Beijing. Yantai was also awesome. About 10 minutes walk from the dorm was the beach. We discovered a great little restaurant that looked sketchy, but was awesome. They had the best eggplant I have ever had.

    On this adventure with me were Katherine and Catherine from Middlebury College in Vermont. It is a small private college in Vermont. I found the to be much less stuck up than I had imagined kids from small private schools. Also, there was Kristin from Seattle. Her parents are from Hong Kong, and everywhere we went, people thought she was our translator. Truth be told, her Chinese was about as good as the K/Catherine’s, which is about 20 times better than mine. Then again, I have never studied Chinese.

    Our purpose was to teach kids from the ages of 5-25 English. Most were Chinese, but I had some Korean students as well. In the upper class were some Brazilians. My kids were awesome. I really think I had the best class. They were well behaved, but just a little shy. My star student was Tom. He really stepped it up and volunteered for everything I asked.

    I am not a teacher, so everything was trial and error. Many times, I thought I had a good idea, only to take it to the classroom and have it fail miserably. One such example was teaching the kids about the 7 natural wonders of the world. I even had plans to take it to other natural wonders. They just didn’t care. I made them suffer through it and came up with something different for the next class. It was all part of the process.

    During our first few weeks, there was a group of Russians that were staying at the hotel. They ended up being really nice and we all hung out from time to time. I even learned a few Russian words. I’m not sure how the girls felt about them, but I enjoyed going out with them.

    Yantai was a great place to be for five weeks, but as the end of my trip grew near, the more I was ready to get back to my routine in the states. That is one thing in life I need to stay sane, routine.

    After leaving Yantai, I went to Beijing for the weekend. While there, I went on a tour of the “ancient” part of the Great Wall, went to Tian Na Men Square, and the Forbidden City. The low point of this trip was forgetting to bring enough water to the Great Wall, and being severely dehydrated the next day. I had a headache that may have been the worst I have ever had.

    The tour of the wall was great. I’m sooo happy that I went on that specific tour because there were no crowds or even other people to move through the tour in a herd-like fashion. Some of the views were just amazing.

    The Forbidden City, honestly, wasn’t that cool. I had scene many temples, so it wasn’t that great to see more of the same types of buildings. It was cool to see Mao’s painting at the entrance. Walking through was just a barrage of harassment. People wanting to give me tours, or sell me crap didn’t want. I never blame people for trying to make money, but when they are sneaky about it, I despise them. For instance, the two girls that wanted to practice their English. If I would have gone to get tea with them, they would have scammed me into paying a ridiculous amount for a few cups of tea. This happens all over the world though, and I’m sure it’s nothing new.

    Beijing is a cool city that I would love to go back to. I really saw very little, and since the Olympics, many renovations have happened throughout the city. The air even seemed clear and clean while I was there. I was a big fan of the modern architecture that has gone up all over the city too.

    When I got back from the Forbidden City, I checked my flight itinerary. I noticed that the date was incorrect for my flight back to Yantai. It said the ticket was booked for the 19th, and at the time, it was the 16th. I hopped on the internet and looked at the flights for the day. The last flight to Yantai left two hours from that time. I was already packed, so I grabbed my bag, and headed to the airport. When I got there, I went to the ticket counter. She had told me that there was one ticket left, so I bought it. I even got a refund on my other ticket, jackpot!

    When I got back to Yantai, I checked into the Ramada. I had booked a moderately priced room, and when I opened the door, I realized that when it said “king bed suite,” they meant a full on suite. The bed was in a loft area up a nice set of stairs. It even had a full living room and kitchen. Though the bed looked like it would be comfortable, it was pretty hard.

    The next day I got up at 7AM and finished packing everything up. After that, I headed to the airport and went home.

    That’s it. For more information and details, visit my blog atwww.cschave.blog.com and for pictures go towww.flickr.com/photos/cschave

    Thanks for reading… 

  • Flashback 4.18.10 "Truth Be Told" by Volunteer in Kenya Participant Tracy Guthrie

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    Before I came over here I was laid off due to a $1 million budget cut. I worked for an association of attorneys doing business partnerships and vendor sponsorships. My main role was to secure sponsors and exhibitors for the conferences hosted by the association. As a matter of fact, the Mid-Year Conference is going on right now in Austin, TX. And all I can think about is how bad I want the Mid-Year Conference to fail. I have visions that all of the vendors and sponsors are miserable and frustrated. So much so, that they demand for my return. I am fully aware that if I had not been laid off I wouldn't be here and I wouldn't have the freedom to stay as long as I want. Yet, I still want them to fail.

    I find it quite interesting that thousands of miles away from home I have feelings of vindication, jealousy and bitterness. I assumed all my worldly desires and insecurities would fade away while being over here. Obviously that is not true.

    The truth for me right now is that I feel I have no value unless I am the best at everything. That is not God's truth. God's truth is that we are enough just by who we are, and He loves us even in our most vulnerable state. 

  • Beijing, Beijing, Beijing! by Volunteer and Teach Participant Chris Schave

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    I guess Friday would be a good place to start. The weather leaving Yantai was horrible. It was raining pretty much non stop all morning and we were nervous about not making our flight. The taxi ride was pretty sketchy.

    So I made it to Beijing and the weather was great. It was a little warm, but better than rain. I was incredibly exhausted, and after dinner laid down for a bit. After feeling really lazy, I got up and walked around for a while. I made an attempt to buy deodorant, but it was unsuccessful. I bought something that the lady at the store thought that I wanted, but I think it was some kind of perfume. I sprayed it in my armpit, and it burned badly.

    For dinner, I had some pizza and talked with some Canadian girls, but succumbed to the sleepiness that had been haunting me all night. It was only about 9 when I laid down, but it took me a while to get to sleep.

    I had booked a Great Wall trip for Saturday and had to get up at 6. The taxi picked me up at 7 and made a stop to pick up another guy. Then dropped us both off at another hostel. We met up with about 18 other people and hopped on a bus.

    The ride took about an hour and a half. I tried to sleep for some of it, but the seats weren’t that comfortable. On the way, we passed various sections of the Great Wall that were incredibly crowded and I was beginning to get a little nervous. If you know me, you know I hate large crowds. Luckily we kept driving, and eventually turned off onto a dirt road.

    It seemed like we were going down the shabby road, through small villages, for quite some time. We eventually popped out of the trees and went through a nice set of gates. When we got to the end of the road, we were faced with a “Great” wall. It shot up the hill side, and appeared to be very steep. Even the walk to the wall was steep. It turned out that we were at the ancient, non restored part of the wall. The only other people that I saw there were a couple of workers painting hand rails.

    The total trek was 10 km. It was all up and down hill, steps and otherwise. At one point the nice part of the wall stopped and we were faced with over grown rubble. Half way through, I ran out of water. The wind was blowing pretty strong, so that probably saved me from dying. I was very happy with this tour though. We got to see parts of the wall that had been knocked down by Mongolian invaders, and other parts that had just collapsed over time.

    The guy that we picked up from the other hostel was named Bradley, and he was from South Carolina. We chit chatted the whole time and he was a pretty cool dude. He had also been in China for three months, but had stayed mostly in Xian, where the Terracotta Warriors are. While he was there, he was doing a co-op, which is similar to an internship.

    We also walked with some girls from Germany, a couple from France, and a girl from Holland. They were all really nice and shared their water with me when they saw I was out. I keep running into really nice people on this trip.

    I failed to mention how incredibly tiring this trip was. As I would lift a leg walking, it would shake until I put it back on the ground. I don’t think my pictures will do any of it justice, but it was steep, and really amazing.

    For some reason, two other guys and myself decided to run down the last section. Looking back this was pretty stupid considering how tired my legs were, but it was fun, and I didn’t get hurt. We were jumping over things and stepping off of boulders that may not have been stable. Wooo!

    When we got back to the bus, I bought two waters and chugged them without hesitation. That might have been the thirstiest I have ever been in my life. We took a ten minute drive to a restaurant and ate some pretty awesome food. As usual, the tofu sucked. I’m not a fan of the stuff, and I find that the only thing it takes the flavor of, is the bad components of each other ingredient. That and the texture is strange to me.

    The rest of the ride was filled with on and off sleep, note passing, and talking with Bradley. When I got back, I hopped in the shower to cool my fresh sun burn. It wasn’t that bad, but the cool water felt good. After showering, I met up with Bradley, a British girl, and the Dutch girl.

    We went to a bar called 37. Sitting outside is always interesting in China. People think you’re a display, and in a way, I think the restaurants try to draw the others in with westerners. I don’t blame them. The German girls ended up walking by and sat down with us. We all had some good conversation, some beers, and eventually went to grab a bite to eat.

    At dinner, a man from Argentina joined us. It turned out that he is an artist. I asked him what type of art he does and he told me meat. I thought maybe there was something lost in translation, but it turns out that he really does carve various types of meat. Interesting… I guess there is a meat sculpting event here this week.

    After dinner, we parted ways and Bradley and I walked back towards our respective hostels. We walked next to Tian Na Men Square. It really is just a big square. I know very historical events took place there, but it really isn’t that great to visit.

    When I got back to my hostel, the Canadian girls were in the bar drinking, so I joined them for a quick beer. We ended up talking about politics, and though I sway towards their point of view, I played devil’s advocate, so they could see why people feel the way they do. It was fun, but I was tired, so I went to bed. I awoke around five in the morning with a massive headache. Normally, I would attribute it to the beer, but in this case, it was dehydration. I guess the beer did play into it, but it wasn’t a hangover. Apparently, from the time I got home, to the time that I started drinking beer, there wasn’t enough water consumption. The headache really didn’t go away until around two in the afternoon.

    I was supposed to wake up and go to the Forbidden City with Bradley, then meet up with Floortja, the Dutch girl, for a bike tour. That didn’t happen. I went and got some Chinese medicine for my pounding headache. It didn’t help.

    Around 11:30, I walked about 4 km to the Forbidden City and did a self guided tour. People are sneaky around there. I had people telling me that they wanted to go to a tea house to practice English, then when the bill comes, it’s an outrageous price and they threaten to call the police if you don’t pay.

    When I got inside the walls, a man was very intent on giving me a tour. Then he said the line was really long and if I had a tour with him, we could bypass the line. After much talking, I got him to leave me alone. When I got to the ticket counter, there were about 5 people in front of me. Bunch of scammers. Luckily, I’m not into falling for these things

    The Forbidden City itself was pretty cool, but my headache and the heat distracted me. It is old and had big buildings, with big open spaces. It had a really “forbidden” feel to it. The Imperial Garden was probably my favorite part. I walked through a gate to see more, and realized that I had exited out of the back of the city. A sign behind me read, no re-entry.

    On my way back to the hostel, I stopped by a book store and found the three English books that they had, and bought something by Faulkner. I might find more tomorrow in the international terminal when I get back to Beijing.

    The big news for the weekend is that I booked my flight back to Yantai for the wrong date. Not sure how that happened, but it did. I got online and looked at my flight info. Today is the 16th, and the flight was booked for the 19th. I hopped on the China Air site and saw that the last flight they had of the day was at 5:45. It was 3:05. I was already packed, so I grabbed a cab and hauled ass to the airport. It turned out that there was one ticket left for the flight, and I got it!

    I’m now sitting in the airport waiting for my flight, which is delayed by 45 minutes. Now I just need to see about a refund on my other ticket. 

  • Beijing by Volunteer and Teach Participant Chris Schave

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    Well, I made it to Beijing today. We left the school in the middle of a torrential down poor! The roads were flooding bad, as Yantai has nothing in the way of water run off. It must not rain that much there. Some spot I could hear the water slapping against the doors on the van. We made it though. I flew out with the C/Katherines and our flight was delayed by about an hour I think. Couldn’t say for sure because I really never looked at the time. The flight did go quickly. I am pretty sure the pilot had the throttle hammered down the whole flight!

    When I got to the the Beijing Airport I said goodbye to the girls. I was late for my check-in, so it quick. Now I am at the hostel and have booked a tour for the Great Wall in the morning. Good stuff. Lots of pics to post after that, I’m sure!

    Chris out! 

  • Final Day Teaching by Volunteer and Teach in China Participant Chris Schave

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    So this is it. I just got back from graduation and saw the kids for the last time, maybe ever. It is pretty sad to say goodbye to them, even the few that annoyed me a couple of times. The last day was pretty chaotic, but fun. Nobody wanted to do anything and I don’t blame them. I won’t miss making lesson plans, or even teaching, but I will miss the kids. Most of all, I will miss Tom. He was my star pupil and reminds me of a Chinese version of me when I was his age.

    Tonight, we will have a teacher and faculty dinner, which are always fun. I have some more pictures to edit from the graduation and I will do that tomorrow on the plane to Beijing. I will have one or two more post for this trip, and on the way home I will write a reflection of the entire trip and post that. For those that have followed my blog for the past three months, thanks. I’ve had a blast having all these experiences and writing about them. 

  • The Fantastic Adventures of Jimmy by Volunteer and Teach in China Participant Chris Schave

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    As usual school has been keeping me busy. I will do my best to make this post entertaining. I have finished the paper for my first internship and turned it in, YAY! In total, it was 58 pages. Now I have to start on a ten page paper that is due by the 11th. I think I should be fine.

    This week I have had two afternoon extracurricular activities. They have been conversation activities. Basically, I choose a topic and kids can come into my classroom and have a discussion. I chose sports on Tuesday as I mentioned in the previous post. Yesterday, I chose “Extreme Sports!” I downloaded a bunch of Podcasts from i-tunes. I had freestyle motocross, snowboarding, wakeboarding, parkour, and BMX. It was nice to be able to actually show them this stuff. Trying to explain a boat that is built specifically for wakeboarding is difficult when their concept of a boat is strictly utility. I forgot to get some bull riding footage though.

    Last night we went to Druid’s, an Irish pub. It was interesting. It was lady’s night, so the girls were excited to go. I really wasn’t very excited. When we walked in, I noticed that the only girls that were there were the waitresses. Needless to say, we were pretty popular. Well, I wasn’t…

    I noticed this short Mexican guy showing another guy his new tattoos. They were on his shoulders, and obviously very fresh. He turned and I saw something familiar, the Star of Texas bordered with , “The State of Texas.” I asked him where he was from and instantly made a new friend. Now, by the looks of him, Jimmy isn’t the type of person that you want befriending right away. He pulled up a seat, then asked if he could join.

    Jimmy is an oil driller. He was obviously a Texan with his wranglers, boots, and a denim button up draped over a classy grey wife beater. He was just missing the cowboy hat. Instead, he was wearing an out of place Nautica cap. The good news is that he had it flipped inside out with the bill up. Classic!

    Now, Jimmy was a talker. He told us about all the places he had been in the world. Africa, Australia, Columbia, South East Asia, and the list goes on. We heard about how he’s has partied all over the world and Dubai was the best. Maybe it was Bahrain? His stories started getting a little strange. He was telling us how he saw a soldier on the border of Columbia mowing down people with a machine gun. And how when he was in a part of Africa, he saw semi trucks driving over the dead corpses that were littered all over the road.

    It was about this point that a group of the Russian girls from the dorm showed up. I made the conscious decision to turn away from Jimmy and talk to the Russians. I did however hear him talking about a 30 foot anaconda that was killed when he was in the jungles of Africa. He said the villagers had a feast. I would really like to record all of his stories and write about his life. I would call it “The Fantastical Adventures of Jimmy.”

    Not too long after I relocated my attention, the girls I went with decided to head back. It was still pretty early, so I told the Russians I would just stay out with them. Here’s where the night turned, well, not bad, but not great. I had said something that I don’t even remember now, but someone heard me wrong and said, “did you say club?” I promise all of you, I did not say club. It was too late, there was no turning back.

    We ended up going to a place called Bar 88. We had gone there last weekend, and it was strange. This time we had the opposite issue. Instead of creepy old guys, there were creepy young guys. When I say young, I mean these kids were probably 14 or 15. I’m pretty sure they were Russian too.

    The area around the stage was pretty slow, so I took it upon myself to be the life of the party, as I have done many times here in China. At one point I was singing into a microphone with a DJ that sings from time to time. By the time I was ready to leave, I think I had about 15 or more people get up onto the dancing stage they have there. It was fun, but I’m a bit tired today from staying out late.

    School was good today. Tonight is the talent show and the costume party. This will be interesting. I don’t have anything to dress up in, so… Not going to get dressed up. 

  • Peru Pre-departure Preparations - by the Chisnell Incan Trek and Service Group

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    Follow along as Mr. Chisnell and his fellow Incan Trek and Service Trippers prepare for and speculate about their upcoming Peruvian escapades. 

    Contact Cultural Embrace for more information about our Group Travelopportunities. 


    6/29/2010

    What We Will Notice... - by Alec Snyder

    Clearly, this will be a memorable trip. We will be traveling to the southern hemisphere, viewing a rural region of a developing nation and volunteering among a largely indigenous population [and by “indigenous” I mean “Native-Americans”]. We will also sightseeing in a region that was home to one of the most advanced pre-Columbian civilizations in the western hemisphere.Additionally, the Cusco region of Peru – the heart of the Incan Civilization prior to the arrival of the Spanish – is home to one of the most interesting historical sites in the world. Our time at Machu Picchu will be breath-taking. However, what I am looking forward to most of all will be our cultural encounter. I believe this will be the most enlightening for all of us going on this trip.

    We are going to meet people who are the ancestors (for the most part; it is safe to assume many of those we meet will be mestizos to some degree) of the indigenous population that originally settled that part of the world. We will notice a cultural divide that will be a rewarding challenge to bridge. What will be most intriguing for me, as a high school teacher, is to see how our group relates to the people we interact with while we are volunteering in central Peru. We will notice a lifestyle that is so radically different from ours, that the culture shock will be very real. And we can tell our students, and ourselves, that this cultural difference is coming, it will be real, it will be intense. But when we finally experience it… our reflecting on these experiences has me most intrigued. And that goes for all of us. We’re not going to be interacting we people in Peru who are mostly of European descent (like most of the Spanish population would be in South America); instead, we’ll be interacting with the indigenous population and their world view that is not “Western”. The Quechua presence in Peru pre-dates European arrival, and their cultural heritage is a very rich one. The Quechua can claim to be descendants of one of the earliest civilizations in all of World History, and they would be correct. And their world view is different from the Western view of culture, lifestyle, socio-political relations, and leisure time. It will be an eye-opener for all of us attending on this trip.

    Having traveled with Steve Chisnell and the Model UN group internationally before, I have some experience being with students overseas. I went to Ireland, Italy, and Greece in the late-1990s and early-2000s and the cultural divide was relatively small. Language difference in Italy and Greece was hardly a barrier – I met a high school student in Athens who spoke 6 languages fluently (she was a 16-year-old Belgian student debating against us at the Model UN conference in Athens). We had more of a challenge with accents in Ireland. When the club went to China in 2008, six weeks before the Olympics in Beijing that summer, we were exposed mostly to the “Western”-friendly tourist areas. When there was a language barrier in China, smiling and nodding worked well on both sides. But this trip will be different. I know it.

    I’m looking forward to seeing how the experience impacts our students and myself as an educator. I will be sharing reflections on this trip, hopefully on this site. That depends on us finding internet access at some point in Lima or Cusco. We'll see. Otherwise, I'll share what we noticed about differences and commonalities amongst us and the Peruvians after the trip.

     

    6/28/2010

    Please Hold While We Die of Multidrug Resistant Tuberculosis - Ellen Vial
    When we first began our Peru meetings, I often found myself googling "Peru facts" five minutes beforehand so I would have something profound to say when I got to Caribou. As our departure date draws closer, I'm quite certain all of us have employed this method of fast-fact preparation. What I am most interested however, is something I learned from a PBS documentary about global health that I watched in my AP Environmental Science class this year. Surely staying healthy, especially during the trek, is a top concern for all of us (see Greg's post about pulmonary edema), but avoiding infectious diseases is something about which we will have to be particularly wary in Lima, Cuzco and Limatambo. The spread of tuberculosis is not uncommon in developing countries, and although the treatment is rigorous, overcoming TB is possible. In Peru however, TB plays a different kind of ball game. The most common strain of tuberculosis in Peru is called multidrug resistant tuberculosis (MDR TB), which is unresponsive to the typical medications used to treat tuberculosis. The Ministry of Health in Peru falls short in many areas (comprehensive clinics are few and far between anywhere outside of Cuzco or Lima, health care subsidies are usually not enough for people below the poverty line to afford doctor visits or treatment), but they do have quite a system to treat tuberculosis. However, the drugs available to the public are only sufficient for normal TB and cannot cure patients with MDR TB. The government refuses to reevaluate the TB treatment program because the drugs necessary to treat MDR TB are far too expensive, and the World Health Organisation has even advised against a publicly funded program to treat MDR TB due to cost. For this reason it is probably a good idea to understand the symptoms of TB (weight loss, energy loss, appetite loss, fever, cough, night sweats- although all of these can be easily confused with other diseases) so that we can be wary of them in Limatambo. Next time we are fast-facting Peru on Google, read about MDR TB and how quickly we can get back to the U.S. to get treated! But hopefully we just won't get it in the first place.
     

    6/26/2010

    Ramblings on Family and Infrastructure- Carolyn Berger
    In preparing to travel, one always hears how different the destination is from home. This is of course natural and understandable, and probably also prudent, but in preparation for this trip to Peru I have been trying to seek out a commonality. I have traveled and dealt with different cultures, but never to a developing nation; arguably, there will be more differences there than I am used to (with television news's infatuation with covering the recent incarceration of Joran van der Sloot in a Peruvian prison, some of them have been processed by my family at dinner: "There are no toilets in the prison, and that's normal." "Yes, dad, but I am probably not going to jail there." "But it's normal. Even outside of the prison, there aren't that many toilets." "Yes, dad, developing nations don't tend to have the same widespread modern facilities we do." "But..." "Yes, dad?" "It's normal." "...Yes, dad.")

    So, in these days leading up to our departure, the concepts of family and infrastructure are weaving themselves a confused little basket in my mind, and waiting for me to find a few commonalities to put in it. We have been told that family is a broader idea in Latin America, that helping out is "just what people do" for their family and friends and neighbors, and that we volunteers are not unlikely to be treated as family by strangers while there. And as my dad has come to realize, civil and municipal development in Peru are at a different stage than that to which we are accustomed. I happen to come from an extremely large and inclusive family that often comes together to work and help out; almost anyone, related or not, who has been to a gathering on my uncle's farm in rural Pennsylvania has also volunteered or been merrily conscripted into helping bale hay or butcher or clear a trail, and even more certainly they have been fed (or stuffed) and shown all of the entertainment the farm has to offer. But, although this is common, it is still an event - the vast majority of our family has been suburbanized for some decades. Many of my relatives moved to industrial cities (Pittsburgh, Detroit) around the time of World War II, when manufacturing and democracy and capitalism were the absolutely unquestioned foundations of our society; around the same time, Peru fell under a military dictatorship. In the 60s and 70s, the US coped with massive civil unrest, but the suburbs were already organized meticulously; in Peru's capital city of Lima, neighborhoods were being created by force, with squatters building shantytowns wherever they could muster the numbers to resist the police. In the 1980s, my own nuclear family joined the white flight from the city of Detroit and enrolled me in a suburban elementary school so well-established it seemed to have always been there; many of those shantytowns in Lima were just receiving official recognition and municipal water and electricity, and beginning to build schools. But for all that time Peru has been undergoing massive changes and various arms of my family have been moving to cities and suburbs, my uncle's farm has remained at the center of my family, and at the center of the farm has stood a hundred year old farmhouse bearing quite visible signs of change unto itself. It is often said, not always with the same amount of love, that the farm is a several-decades-behind microcosm of how we came to think of modern amenities as necessary during the 20th century. The original part of the house seems from the outside to be propped up by additions of varying ages, which, spanning many years, have endowed the place with additional rooms, a kitchen with electrical appliances, and indoor bathrooms (the story of the installation of plumbing is still told). The well pump is still in use, too, although city water came to the house "a fair while ago now". It isn't easy anymore to see where the old barn burned down and the new one was built on its foundation, but one certainly can if one looks closely.

    Likewise, by mentally squinting, I think can begin to see what I have in common with Peru through that poor old farmhouse and our family gatherings there. It's in there, sort of, if you stretch a little; at the very least, I think I will understand and cope well with the things we have been "warned" about. (Emma: I have no compunction whatsoever about eating a guinea pig. If we are for some reason forced to do so, I'll take yours.) But, to paraphrase my dad a little, what's normal there will still only be a very survivable 2-week trip for us, and that I think is where my attention will wander while there. Even if we do understand and cope, what does it really mean that we are only required to accept these things as normal for two weeks? I hope I'll find out. And maybe also find a better commonality for my still confused little basket.

    Why Peru?- Steve Chisnell

    I am always surprised and not surprised by two questions I inevitably hear before a trip. I still consider myself fairly new to travel, having only been exploring seriously for about ten years. That regret alone has caused me to include my students on as many experiences as they can afford. Yet in those ten years, it has become clear to me that the best education from travel comes when I travel "close to the ground," connecting more directly with the country I encounter and its people.

    That's the first question: Why Peru (or insert developing nation here)?

    The answer is easy: my students chose it two years ago, claiming Machu Picchu or bust! Nevertheless, while I would have been equally supportive of their desire to go to Japan or Australia, Greece or Poland, I admired their desire to meet a people quite different from Americans and to meet them personally—not through the resort-filter of the tourism industry or simulations of a Disney-esque park.

    The impact US tourist money has on the developing world is significant, both good and bad. On the one hand, wisely-spent tourist dollars enrich an economy. Costa Rica employs about 10% of its labor force in tourism and the Tibetan-Government-in-Exile in Dharamsala is fortified by tourist dollars. Of course, we need to be careful where it is spent: Costa Rican resorts can break up Tico families to serve as staff while sealing off beaches from the locals and consuming slim resources; Kashmiri in Dharamsala buy up the real estate around the Dalai Lama and sell "authentic Tibetan" crafts with profits never reaching a Tibetan.

    The same, then, is true of US tourism's cultural impact. Globalization is on, and it is a rare community in the world that doesn't have its citizens wear a Barack Obama t-shirt. There is no undoing that any more than removing Rambo from the storefronts of Ladakh, WetWipes from Dominica, cruise ships from tiny Alaskan coastal towns, or Ms. Piggy from Japanese kabuki theater. Rather than merely export such non-sustainable idiocies into other cultures, the least we can do is reveal to these peoples that we are something more (or less) than Kung-Fu Panda.

    More importantly, living closer to the lifestyles of those in the developing world enriches our own experience. We learn nothing by exporting our cultural comforts with us via cruise ships and gated five-star (or even three star) resort communities. In fact, as I suggested above, maintaining our consumptive ignorance can often damage the very place we visit, even those self-rated "Green" hotels. Travelers—especially US tourists—are needfully humbled by seeing how five billion others on the planet live, by opening themselves to the collective wisdom of thousands of years of history as opposed to the US school summaries of a few hundred years.

    My friend Alonso in Dominica said it clearly before I ventured into the rain forest: "You must give up everything you have, everything you are. You must be naked of idea, naked of judgment, completely naked in order to find out who you are." And what an interesting idea: that Americans who don't travel are trapped, insulated by our own mass market culture from discovering who we are. What better education?

    So why volunteer abroad? That's the second question, the one which always implies that we would do better to serve those at home. Doesn't Detroit need help?

    The first response is the same as the first question—my students chose to do it, over debate conferences or meetings with political figures. They are already understanding a global ethic that took me so much longer to discover. More importantly, I think it's important that we do not create an either/or situation when it comes to volunteerism. The fact is that people need support everywhere on the planet. We should volunteer in our own schools, in our communities, in our country, and in the world. To focus exclusively on any of these is . . . limiting. Global volunteerism has the added advantage of bringing us again closer to those cultures which too many of us xenophobically avoid, even as we caravan through their country sides.

    I'm glad to have spent time teaching in the schools of Pokhara, Nepal, and I'm proud of my former students who worked in Costa Rica (through Cultural Embrace) and will now work for an orphanage in Limatambo, Peru. Alum have since traveled throughout Latin American, Asia, and Africa, some through studies abroad, others through volunteer experiences such as the Peace Corps. And having seen a Nepali community transformed by a former Peace Corps friend of mine, there is little question how significant real globalization can be.

    No one can predict where one small experience like Limatambo will take us. When we open ourselves to the experience, however, the number of future global paths expands exponentially. My classroom can never serve as substitute.

     

    6/18/2010

     

    Machu Picchu: Revealed! - Karly Lawnizcak
    Reading about the glorious site of Machu Picchu, I find that I am drawn towards climbing Huayna Picchu, described as a “step climb” that must be “tackled.” Unfortunately, the time confines of our trip will probably prohibit us from climbing to see the Sacred Rock of Machu Picchu, and I will have to accept not seeing this acclaimed view. The plethora of things that we will be seeing however, seems just as enticing as this illustrious peak. From the Funeral Rock Hut, another scenic photo stop- where the grassed terraces are mowed by the native alpacas and llamas- to the Temple of the Condor, a hypothesized sacrificial alter that stands over a prison complex filled with small human sized niches to hold the condemned criminals and sacrifices. Ignoring the more gruesome aspects of the temple, we can also appreciate the beautiful Incan stonemasonry, built without mortar to better withstand the passage of time and the treachery of Mother Nature. (The Incans pieced together their building without mortar or cement leaving small spaces in between the stones that allowed them to shift in the case of an earthquake.) The temples namesake, the condor, symbolizes the celestial plane of the gods, and is carved into the natural rock formation in three-dimensional flight, making another prime sight-seeing opportunity. Although we should still keep in mind that this statue was the alter in which many a person was gruesomely leeched to appease the bloodthirsty Incan gods. I find myself anticipating the beauty and magic of Machu Picchu. Seeing the genius of these famed architects, astronomers, and religious people will make for a fulfilling end of our long trek through Peru.
     

    6/9/2010

     

    Threads - by Randon Chisnell
    I've just returned from a trip to the New Mexico and Southern Colorado (Four Corners) area to visit some the ruins of the Ancestral Puebloans (these are the people once referred to as "Anasazi" - however, that term is not as accurate as their descendants are the various Pueblo tribes: Hopi, Zuni, Acoma, Taos, etc.). I took with me for travel reading a book about Machu Picchu. When I was younger, I was always fascinated by the "mysteries" of people from other cultures and other times (Pyramid Builders, Cliff Dwellers, Machu Picchu, etc.). Now I find that it's the similarities among the peoples of the earth that holds the greatest fascination for me. Modern geneticists tell us that we are all (all of us homo sapiens) 99.9% genetically identical. Our concepts of race and all are simply that: our concepts. Further, our primary culture around the planet (and for thousands of years) has been one of sustained agriculture (as opposed to hunter-gatherer). All ancient and modern "civilizations" came into existence around this basic way of life. The sun, rain and seasons therefor are a common focal point for peoples everywhere. We marvel at the ability of the ancients to plot the movement of the sun from solstice to equinox to solstice, to know when to plant and when to harvest… but the simple conclusion is that if they didn't understand these things, they'd perish. I suppose my point is (if there is one) that again and again we solve the same problems of existence, and when we study other cultures (both current and past), the primary differences usually lie only in the solutions. So I go forward on this trip hoping to see how the people of Peru, both past and present, have gone about solving their basic needs for surviving and thriving and hope to find more threads that unite us.
     

    6/6/2010

     

    Trekking ie Pulmonary Edema - by Greg Cline
    Quite honestly the part of this trip that I am most looking forward to is the hiking along the Incan trail. I love hiking, I love nature, I love heights – basically, our journey up to Machu Picchu is the ideal set of circumstances for me. I’ve had experiences with treks like this where the entire goal of the trek is to get somewhere and no thought is given to the experience itself; I sincerely hope that although our final objective is Machu Picchu, we give some thought to the splendor of the land we are traveling through. Now to the true topic of this post: high altitude pulmonary edema. Being the mountaineering nerd that I am, I have read many books about expeditions to the world’s highest mountain ranges where the adventurer’s companions or the adventurers themselves have been struck down by a case of high altitude pulmonary edema .Once I heard we were going to be scampering about in the Andes I immediately set about finding whether or not our little group would be at the altitude where pulmonary edema might be an issue, and I was quite pleased to find out…we are! Between 2500 and 3500 meters is the area where the symptoms of pulmonary edema become common, and it does not matter what shape you are in, whether or not you develop it is pure chance. If one of us were to develop pulmonary edema it could result in difficulty breathing, coughing up blood and pale skin. The best treatment is to immediately descend in altitude, reaching around 1000 meters above sea level at least. However, considering the difficult terrain we will be traversing it could be more of a challenge to get the person down than it sounds, especially if he or she becomes unable to walk. Now the only unfortunate thing about what I have found out so far is that high altitude pulmonary edema generally sets in after two to three days, which means that given our trek only lasts five days and alternates between mountains and valleys, it is unlikely that anyone of us will get it.
     

    6/1/2010

     

    Requiem for the Guinea Pigs - by Emma Green

    Unaccustomed to writing things of this nature, I will begin with a simple fact. I really do not want to eat a guinea pig. I should most likely preface this with the idea that I am taking this blog as an opportunity to voice my concerns for this adventurous endeavor. Then we can return to the initial declaration. Lewis Carroll would be remiss. My only concern, for some unknown reason is that of consuming a furry little rodent friend. I had a pet guinea pig once, and was rather attached to her. I doubt I’d be able to consume her South American cousin. I’m not really very worried about the conditions; I enjoy jungle treks and water purification, which may seem like an odd hobby to some. The language barrier may prove to be an obstacle, however, over the years, I feel myself to be quite an accomplished charades expert. Mime school, don’t fail me now.

    It’s going to be interesting to carry everything I need in a single pack. I’m often not the best “packer”, and I have been known to substitute reading materials for pajamas. So we’ll see how this turns out. I am not squeamish, or afraid of long, tiring days, and I do not suspect that there will be trouble in the area of altitude sickness. It seems to be the little rodent that’s tripping me up. Which brings me to an interesting (at least, I’m hoping) point. This notion of consuming what could have been a household pet somehow became stuck in my head after watching too much travel channel. Through the research our group has been doing, we have become familiar with much of the history of this nation, and seem to fancy ourselves as the open-minded, tolerant-type travelers. Yet I wonder how far this illustrious vision will take us. Is it unfair to assume that at some point I will be forced to eat a guinea pig? Have we fully outrun the stereotypes that we look upon so scornfully? I believe that, in a sense, I have done the best I can to put all preconceived notions behind me. Yet, one can never be truly sure until he or she is staring the destination fully in the all encompassing, albeit metaphorical, face. But I wonder, can we outrun the stereotypes imposed upon us? Will the people we meet in Peru look at us as these intrusive foreigners, much akin to that of the early conquistadors? Will they scan our bags for devilish plots to take more land and destroy more culture? Or will they, like we attempt to do, welcome us in without bias, or assumptions of American ignorance. I often find it hard to look past this veil of manifest destiny heritage, so I worry that these people will be unwilling, or even adverse to overlook it as well. However, as in any place in the world, I expect to find a mixed result. I suppose only time will tell. Ending on a cliché seems to be a bad omen, so instead I will end with the hope that this trip can reverse my cynicism, and expose a culture, or even simply just a person, that is willing to forgive me my heritage and accept the proverbial olive branch, from one traveler to another, furry rodents included. 

     

     

  • Campfire Night! by Volunteer and Teach in China Participant Chris Schave

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    In the words of Ice Cube, “today was a good day.” Breakfast was interesting, some sort of root like thing and kelp. Honestly, I have had a lot of kelp since being here, and though it is good for me, I still haven’t acquired a taste for it. Out of respect I eat everything that is given to me, even when they give me too much. After breakfast I went back to my room and sent some emails and searched for jobs. Before I knew it, it was lunchtime. Again, we had kelp and some kind of other thing.

    After lunch it was pretty hot, so I retreated to my room to look for books on tape that might be interesting. Since I’m not taking a lot of pictures here, I don’t spend a lot of time editing. The kids are just too aggressive with the camera and I can’t take the chance of breaking it.

    Somehow, I ended up falling asleep for a few hours. When I woke up it was dinnertime. No kelp! While eating, I was talking with the director of this place and I had told him I was interested in doing something for the kids. I mentioned getting them all new shoes and he said that was a great idea. He told me that a lot of their shoes were either wearing out or just being outgrown.

    The director then gave me some insight into the boy that tags along with me everywhere. Apparently, his mother is completely uneducated and doesn’t really speak. I guess she speaks, but no one can understand her. The boy is the only surviving child out of nine. She had lost the rest of them one way or another. This is probably why he doesn’t speak. I am donating 1000 RMB for the shoes and an additional 100 for this child to buy some new clothes. If anyone would lie to donate, email me and I would be happy to give some money on you behalf and I can get the money from you when I get back. A pair of shoes is about 10 RMB. 500 RMB equals about  $75 US.

    After dinner, it was time for more basketball. Again my team won, but it was closer.  One of the children on the other team was pretty good and I hadn’t seen him before. He had a sweet Steve Perry, circa 1985 haircut. Now I’m in bed downloading some podcast and getting ready for bed.

    Change of plans. I got a knock on the door from one of the young boys and when I answered it, he handed me a quarter of a watermelon. Everyone was downstairs eating watermelon, so I joined in. The next thing I knew, I was teaching the children how to make roasted marshmallows over the fire. After the fire, the director’s wife started throwing candy onto the basketball court and the children scrambled. Mind you it is almost pitch black.

    After the kids collected their bounties, she brought out the crackers. I was appalled; we should have brought those out with the marshmallows to make smores, sans the Hershey bar of course. After the crackers came the apples, or maybe they were pears.  I have a feeling these kids will be up all night from all the sugar.

    I was also told that we will visit the ice cream factory tomorrow and bring back enough for all the children.

    These kids are very happy all things considered. I guess that is one thing that I can take away from this experience; it’s not about accumulating the most objects that brings happiness. Although, you get me a new Audi S4 and I’ll be smiling for quite some time! 

  • Flashback 4.16.10 - Bonding Over Bowel Movements by Volunteer in Kenya Participant Tracy Guthrie

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    A handful of kids have tested positive for amoebas (parasites). I am pretty certain the amoeba is the cause of the high fevers and upset stomachs. My favorite nurse at Don Bosco, Sister Agnes, recommended we test every child for parasites. I immediately envisioned all 35 kids making the four mile trek to the hospital with me and the other volunteers in tow. The villagers have enough reason to stare at us Mzungos (white person), they don't need a parade. But I figured the humiliation would be worth it to keep the kids safe from disease. If only that was the way things turned out. Sister Agnes handed over 35 containers for us to collect the stool samples ourselves and bring it back the next day. OH KINYESHI! (OH SHIT!)

    Bright and early the next day we rang the bell and the kids came running. They were so excited because they thought we were calling them to play a game. Well I guess if you call shitting in a cup a game, let's play!

    The rules of the game:
    1. Take a piece of newspaper and plastic bag
    2. Go find a quiet place to shit on the newspaper
    3. Carefully wrap the shit in the newspaper and place in the plastic bag
    4. The first one done wins a prize!

    I have never seen so many people shit on call. It has to be the way they sit. They squat so low, their butts almost touch the ground which allows for gravity to suck the "kinyeshi" out.

    The winner if the game was Little Joyce. Not only did she finish first, she had the best presentation. She had carefully pooped in the middle of the newspaper, folded it into a perfect square, placed it in the plastic bag and tied a knot. When she handed it to me she said "For you". You can see her winners glow in the picture. And that is how you bond over bowel movements.
     

  • Hard Choices by Volunteer and Teach in China Participant Chris Schave

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    A couple days ago the coordinator left and brought back a boy, two girls, and their mother. She was giving her children to the orphanage. Most of the time she had a look on her face as if she was contemplating her decision. Then, we would randomly catch eyes and I would smile, then she would smile back. That was about the only time I really saw her with a smile on her face. She came up to me and started speaking, but I don’t speak Mandarin, so I didn’t know what she was saying. One of the men came over and explained that she was explaining how knew she was making a good decision because I would teach them English so they could make something of themselves one day. 

  • Monkey Business by Volunteer and Teach in China Participant Chris Schave

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    I woke up this morning looking forward to another bowl of porridge. To my delight, it was accompanied by a piece of rice bread. As I looked around, I noticed that some of the children had similar rolls, but with meat and vegetable filling. I was a little bitter, but shrugged it off and dipped mine into the porridge. I tried to get some of the kids to play basketball, but it warmed up early and most of them just went into their rooms where the fans were.  Many of them had their end of year exams today, and it will be interesting to see if any of them leave. To be honest, I wouldn’t notice if a few left, unless it’s one of my two lackeys.

    This morning I had the chance to Skype with my parents for a while. My dog Madison is looking adorable as ever. They were just getting ready for bed and it reminded me that I will be in rough shape for the first few days after I get back to the states with the time change.

    After finishing with them I just hung out in my room for a while and worked on a paper for my internship. Around noon we had lunch and I got a pretty big portion of rice, so that was exciting! A little while later one of the coordinators asked if I wanted to go on a hike with some of the kids. I had no idea what I was in store for. The purpose of this hike was to get firewood for what I am guessing would be a bonfire later??? The kids kept climbing into the trees like monkey and I was a little scared for them. By the end I was climbing in them too. I guess I really am a child at heart. The goal was to climb up the tree and swing until the others could grab it higher up, then everyone pulls it down and tries to break it. Dangerous? Probably. Fun? Absolutely! For the last, and tallest tree, they needed the assistance of a tall slightly under average weight man. I climbed up about 7 feet and started swinging my legs back and forth. I got it to lean down and some others grabbed the top. I was still a few feet of the ground and started bouncing a little. Finally that bad boy snapped and I hit the ground on my knees. The coordinator was pretty concerned that I hurt myself, but after growing up on the hard streets of Centralia, WA, that was nothing.

    *Side note- Centralia is not hard at all…

    Anyway, we got our bounty and headed back to the dorms. I took a shower and watched Invictus. Good movie… I’m also trying to figure HDR pictures, so that should add to my photo collection nicely.

    Dinner was good. It was rice, tofu and potatoes with some sort of stock. After, we played an actual game of basketball. My team won. I pretty much just got rebounds, didn’t let the other team score, and fed the ball to my teammates. It’s nice being the best player on the team. I’m now back in my room and I’m hoping the AC will stop the sweating.

    I’m feeling better today. The kids are just so happy and smile all of the time. Maybe it’s just being around me, but it’s nice to make kids smile. We’ll see what tomorrow holds… Oh and apparently no bonfire : ( 

  • Where am I? by Volunteer and Teach in China Participant Chris Schave

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    Day two at the orphanage is going pretty well so far. I had a delightful breakfast of rice porridge. It was all good until I skyped my parents and they were eating crab legs. Oh how I miss eating in excess!

    Most of the kids went off to school and the two guys that semi know English went off to visit some families. The rest of the kids are watching a movie on a small computer screen.

    I felt incredibly bad a bit ago. I pumped up my soccer ball (football for the Brits) and went out onto the basketball court to kick it around. When I got out there, I noticed a young boy that was missing his foot. His other foot had some toes missing. So basically, I walk out to play a sport that is solely based on have two feet right in front of a one footed kid. I was trying to think of stuff I could do to keep him company. I’m going to start by grabbing my phrase book and seeing how our communication will work out. If I can find him some crutches or a wheel chair I may take him for a walk with some of the others up the road so I can take pictures.

    Later that day…

    So I just took my phrase book out there, which wasn’t much help at all. I also took a deck of cards and we played a game. Not sure what it was, but I think we just both made up the rules as we went along. I ended up giving the little guy the cards. He smiled really big and said thank you.

    After that I helped two older children with their English. I thought that they would have been farther along, but it is hard to say how long they have all been in a decent school.

    My emotions are starting to catch up with me. I’m having troubles figuring out this whole situation. For me to be here, I have to sacrifice. No variety in food, kids missing limbs, poor medical care (in China), kids wearing the same clothes everyday, and just an all around kind of depressing environment. For them, it is much more positive. I have grown up a privileged life in the US. I honestly feel like such an asshole for all the times that I complained growing up because I got pancakes two days in a row, or didn’t get something I wanted. I know a completely different life that is filled with consumption. These kids would be in a much worse situation and this is the positive part of their lives. So for me to be here, to have someone else give love, is an incredible experience for them. Two children in particular always want a hug from me or to hold my hand or sit on my lap. And here I am being selfish thinking about how bad they have it. I can honestly say that I have never been in a situation like this. I look at the boy that is missing a foot and all I can feel is sorry for him, but when he looks at me, he just sees someone to look up to, and for no reason other than I am the tallest person here, white, and change clothes everyday.

    These feelings are exactly why I couldn’t go into certain careers like social services. I can’t detach myself from the emotion that I feel. Deep down, I know that I should just try to make this week the best for them as I can. Then take that away with me. It’s very difficult. I would like very much to get them all a present when I leave. Something like new shoes for all of them. I need to talk to the coordinator and see what he thinks.

    Later in the day…

    Just had dinner and went for a walk with the kids. It brought my spirits up a bit. They are the sweetest kids and they surprisingly get along well for kids. It is kind of funny because everyone assumes I speak Chinese. I just smile and shrug my shoulders.

    Tomorrow I am going to help some more kids with their English, so that should be good for them. Just downloaded Invictus, so I will watch that in a while. 

  • Snake Day! by Volunteer and Teach in China Participant Chris Schave

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    Today has already been pretty eventful, and it’s not even 9AM! I caught the bus this morning from Yangshou at 6:45 to Guilin. On the way we stopped for gas, I think. My next assumption is that something was wrong with the bus. We got a few miles down the road and pulled off again at another gas station. Isabella quickly told me that we would have to switch buses. This was an issue because one of the buses that I would have taken was canceled, so I had to make the 8:30 bus. The two stops definitely put us behind. Eventually Isabella chalked it up as a loss and told me that I would be spending the night in Guilin. I thought this would be a good chance for me to catch up on some email and organize my Flickr account. A few minutes after the news she told me that there was another bus at 10:30. This also seemed fine with me. When we got to the bus terminal in Guilin, she took off running and told me to meet her at the gate to the buses. Long story short, I made the 8:30 bus. Isabella is so sweet. She reminds me of a Chinese version of my Mom. She’s also a bit younger. After getting me situated on the bus, she ran into a small shop and grabbed me a Coke, Red Bull, mysterious boxed drink that I think is milk, Oreos, and an apple.

    It’s already taken about 45 minutes just to get out of the city. A little bit ago, the woman across the isle from me started throwing up into a bag. Her husband was holding her hair. It’s so cute and disgusting at the same time. They then moved to the seat behind me and I think she is still throwing up. I’m feeling fine, but if I get a whiff of it I might take a turn to sickville. Reminds me of France when Rachel Roy threw up in a bag in the seat in front of me and I almost puked from the smell… Enough about that. I’m just glad to be on the bus.

    Two hours later on the bus… Not glad to be on the bus, eight screaming Chinese people. I have no idea what is going on, but they appear to be arguing about the price. This is a funny culture. Now there is a random guy that came on the bus and is yelling. Now we’re back on the road. This bus lady is mad!

    I am now at the orphanage and it is very interesting. There 88 kids that live here and they range from toddlers to 16 years olds. Essentially, it is not an orphanage, but more of a year round subsidized boarding school. Local families that can’t afford to raise their children have them live here 10 months out of the year. An American Christian NPO subsidizes it. It seems to work out for the children.

    I might also add that I am the only person here that can speak English fully. There are three other people that know some, but every conversation involves a little explaining and gesturing.

    Being in China is really making me realize just how good Americans, and westerners in general have it. Some of the things that I complain about at home are just petty selfish banterings. I hope once I become reacclimated to the states I can think back to how I feel now. It’s so easy to get caught up in the world around you. It’s now past midnight and I need to get some sleep so I can keep up with these kids tomorrow.

    Oh and I’m really craving Rudy’s BBQ right now! 

  • Goodbye Yangshou, I'll Miss you! by Volunteer and Teach in China Participant Chris Schave

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    Today is my final day in Yangshou. I will catch a bus at 7 tomorrow morning and head off to Hunan Province. When Chris left it was kind of a bummer just because it is nice to travel with someone, and he was a great wingman. Now that I am leaving it’s a little sad. I like Yangshou, and though these last few days have been filled with late nights and early mornings, I could easily get into a healthy routine here. I’m not sure how Monkey Jane does it. She meets all these travelers and then they leave only to be replaced by a new group. It’s not a life I envy. At least now days we have online networking to keep in contact with people. That being said, I am excited to get up to Hunan and meet some new people. C’est la vie! 

  • Battered and Bruised, but not Beaten by Volunteer and Teach in China Participant Chris Schave

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    To start where I left off yesterday, rock climbing was pretty amazing. Our group consisted of Lee, Vicky, James, Hollie, and myself. The guys at X Climbers in Yangshou were very helpful. They set up two ropes for us with a few different routes for each rope. My favorite part of climbing is when you are completely out of strength and some how dig deep down and make it up.

    Lee had a bit of troubles his first climb since he has a big build and has never climbed. The first time he fell, Happy, the guide and person belaying him launched up about six or seven feet. After that we always anchored him down. After a few more climbs Lee seemed to get the hang of it and did much better.

    I am sore today and I think Hollie and I may go get massages later.

    So after climbing we got cleaned up and went to Lucy’s for dinner. As always, it was delicious. Next we went to Monkey Jane’s and watched some of the World cup and played some beer pong. Hollie and I won four of five games. I had to adapt my taunts from America to North America seeing how Hollie is Canadian.

    Today has been pretty lazy and I am starting to get ready to go to Hunan Sunday. Staying at Monkey Jane's again tonight... 

  • USA USA USA!!! and england... by Volunteer and Teach in China Participant Chris Schave

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    Sweet mother of Mary! I am excited that the US won their game last night. We had a lot of chances to score, and finally made it. I screamed like I have never screamed before. That would have been fine, but I was one of two people yelling, and I am pretty sure I looked like an idiot.  I didn’t care, we won!

    Also, a shout out to Brit Chris and his country’s win. We’re both going through buddy!

    So yesterday morning we woke up at the house in the village. It was a great morning and the sun was shining. I walked around and took some pictures of the house for Isabella. I felt fine after all the bijou, but Lee was not doing so well. Just a reminder, he drank more bijou than I thought possible the night before.  He got up and got breakfast. After him, Vicky, and myself went for a walk. Lee was hurting pretty good the whole time. He made a couple mad dashes for the bushes. Poor fella getting bullied into drinking bijou. After our walk I took care of some editing and took it easy.

    Around three, we left for the town to attend more festivities. On the way it started pouring down rain. We decided it would be best just to get back to Yangshou, so we  got a taxi back. The afternoon was fairly uneventful up until the game.

    Today, I am going to do more rock climbing. I feel much better today then I did Tuesday when I went.
    Not a bad dinner. Notice all the cups with red liquid, BIJOU!!!
    Lee and his drinking partner. Both drunk at that point. Don't worry, it truly is part of the culture. 

  • Kate and Katie's Excellent Adventure --Turf by Volunteer in Guatemala Participant Kate Springer

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    Beach behind, jungle ahead.
     
     
    To get to the Costa Rican rain forest, we rode for eight hours on a cramped, sweaty bus made for people under 5'2."  Sore and cranky, we unloaded in the underwhelming town of Santa Elena.  
     
     
     
    Although only 5 kilometers from the nearest rain forest, Santa Elena is a dry, dusty town void of character.  It is a place where low-quality, over-priced restaurants and tourist shops with identical inventories compete for leases and everyone speaks English--just brimming with local flavor.
     
     


    Eager to get out of Santa Elena and see the jungle, Katie and I scheduled a canopy zip-line tour.  Two hours later, we had our hard hats buckled, and our belts strapped at uncomfortable and unflattering angles. 
     
    Katie was a natural, but I needed a few warm up runs.  The zip line "guides" were no help with their mischievous pranks.  From all corners of the world, each guide came to Costa Rica to work/play on the zip lines all day. 
     
     
     
     
    But as it turns out, taking groups of  uncoordinated tourists on the same metal wires ten times a day gets boring quickly.  To entertain themselves, the boys would do flips onto the zip line, ride upside down, or pretend to hit you.  Even though our guides were bored, and probably mocking us in a modgepodge of languages, Katie and I had a howling good time (once I learned how to use the brake). 
     
     
     
     
    Between zip lines, we hiked through the forest, pointed at plants that seemed like they'd be important to botanists, and watched for wildlife.  We heard the howler monkeys, then we saw them!  The two monkeys were hooting and hollering, chatting away while climbing in and out of our sight.
     
     
    After 16 zip lines and a "superman" finale, Katie and I retired our flight gear and headed back to Santa Elena to eat pizza and sleep.
     
     
     
    The next morning, we took advantage of the hostel's free "buffet" breakfast, packed peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, laced up our sneakers and set off for the Waterfalls.  The walk was a lot longer--and steeper--than we expected.   The hike that we estimated would be 10 miles round trip, easily became 15 miles with a few wrong turns.
     
     
    On the way, we passed fields and forests, and took many wrong turns.  At one point, we walked down a dirt road in the general direction of the waterfalls and were stopped by the foaming mouth and burning eyes of a vicious guard dog.  For a little guy, he had a big attitude. 

    We backed away cautiously, only to encounter two more dogs in our path.  Katie kept a tenacious grip on my arm--the only thing that kept me from running.  We stood there shaking, trying to back away calmly.  The angry dogs followed us until we got to the main road.  With the little monsters out of sight, I laughed nervously while my eyes roamed the road for a taxi.  
     
     
    No taxis passed, but we did come across a man walking with his horse.  He said that we were getting close, and had only a few more kilometers to go.   We walked over streams and through woods until we came to a sign for the waterfalls.  Three more miles.  Damn it.   

     
     
     
     
     
    Finally, we reached the San Luis waterfalls.  The falls seemed to pour straight out of the sky.  Far from snapping jaws and private property, Katie and I relaxed (or rather, fumbled) on the rocks and swam in the icy spring water.   The respite would have been lovely if we didn't have the 8 mile-uphill trek back to ponder. 
     
    On our last day in Santa Elena, Katie and I got up early to lead the line of tourists to the Santa Elena Cloud Forest Reserve.  In this forest, we followed scrawling trails in search of elusive quetzals, waterfalls, and hanging bridges. 
     
     
    Since we skimped on the tour guide, we missed out on most of the wildlife, but we found a few lizards and many a picturesque landscape on our own.  
     
      
     
    Hanging bridge across the continental divide
      
    Are we in the jungle or the secret garden?
     
    Katie, finding her roots.  Si que huevos!
     
    Between seas and trees, Katie and I had a great time exploring Latin America together.  We are planning our next trip, post-grad school--time and resources allowing.  Anyone up for a little ramble through Southeast Asia? 

  • Great Walls of China!!! by Volunteer and Teach in China Participant Chris Schave

    6/3/20112:32:45 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    We got back into Yangshou yesterday afternoon and it was good to be back in a familiar place. That is one thing that I like to have when I travel, just a place that slightly feels like home. After getting the group settled in at Monkey Jane’s, I went back to the school to drop my bags off. I was also the owner of a new Monkey Jane’s T-shirt, which I got for referring people. It actually got ruined today, but that’s a whole other story.

    After dropping my stuff off, I went back to the hostel to pick up the group. We went to Lucy’s, as usual. It was amazing, as usual. I had the crispy duck and sweet and sour pork, as usual.

    This morning I had to wake up early and go rock climbing. Not a bad thing, but I had stayed up late and watched football the night before. It was good for the first few climbs, but then I fell and the harness caught me pretty roughly. My stomach became upset and I came down off the wall. Then, I ran off into the bushes and puked. A little embarrassing, but it happens. The Chinese love to drink and though it can be great, at time it can be too much. After climbing I went back to the dorm and had to figure out how the shower worked. I finally figured it out and cleaned up!

    I went to Monkey Jane’s and picked up my buddies. Hollie and James cancelled on us to go to Guangcheng, which was a bit disappointing. Lee and Vicky came with me and it had been pretty crazy thus far. Right now we’re headed back to the village. We had dinner with some local politicians. It was another rice wine fest. Good Lord! That is all I have to say. We saw a few temples that I had already seen. Then we went to dinner and had a full cup of bijou the whole time.  It was very rough, but Lee hung in there and drank a whole lot. I swapped to beer, or pijou . After a wonderful dinner, we went out on the town. I had a pretty good interview with a local TV station. I am a star in China!

    Tomorrow is a festival here where they celebrate the birthday of a great warrior. We will go in the  morning to the town and watch whatever it is to watch, but we are the guests of honors, so that is awesome! They even offered to let me carry the statue of the warrior, but I didn’t feel that would be appropriate. Awesome trip! China is Amazing!!! 

  • Goodbye Guilin, Goodbye Brit Chris by Volunteer and Teach in China Participant Chris Schave

    6/3/20112:30:48 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    Last day in Guilin. Actually, we’re leaving about 1 or 2, so it’s not even a full day. After the rain slowed up a bit yesterday, we went back to the mall to watch Shanghai with John Cusack. I’m not sure I would have picked him for that part, but he did a good enough job I guess.

    Before the movie, we went back to the arcade. It got a little ridiculous. We were on a mission to win tickets so we could buy stupid crappy prizes. It was all about the fans. The fan I won had mugs of beer on it. It’s pretty awesome! We also went back on the bumper cars and I thought Lee about knocked some younger girl out. He hit her straight on. It was pretty amazing, and quite possibly the funniest thing I saw all day. Those Chinese kids are resilient.

    After the movie we went back to the hostel to regroup. We met a Canadian girl, Holly, and her English friend, James. They were really cool, so we invited them to go to the Irish bar with us. It was a great addition to our little group. Nothing to speak of at the Irish pub. Just watched the game and headed back to the hostel and watched the next game in our room.

    Now it’s morning and I’m leaving Chris here when I go back to Yangshou. He’ll hop on a plane to Mongolia tonight. I have been really lucky to have him on my program here. We were talking about it this morning and both of our trips would have been drastically different without the other.

    Now I have to get ready to catch a bus.

    Also, my Dad pointed out that I had a sentence that just ended in a previous post that didn't make sense and a misused "than" or "then." Sorry for that, but I can't find it in the blog to change it. 

  • Guilin Noodles by Volunteer and Teach in China Participant Chris Schave

    6/3/20112:29:05 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    Saturday was a little bitter sweet. The girls left in the morning pretty early. I barely woke up to say goodbye. They just got kind of a grunt and wave out of me.

    Chris and I ended up hanging out with our new English friends, Vicky and Lee. For lunch we went to McDonalds and I had a chicken sandwich. It was alright, but it’s still fast food. After lunch we went to the underground market that is under the main square in Guilin. It was my second time visiting and it was still strange as ever. Chris tried to bargain with an old woman for a shirt, but that didn’t work out for him.

    We all went back to the hostel and I took a short nap. Everyone was feeling a little bogged down yesterday from the night before, so we decided to try and see a movie. Some Canadian kid here at the hostel gave us directions and we hopped on a bus to the mall. When we arrived at the mall, we realized instantly that we had no idea where the theater was and none of the signs were in English. After wandering aimlessly and asking unsuspecting Chinese people, who knew no English, we found what appeared to be a theater. It turned out to be a karaoke thing where you rent rooms for you and all your friends, then sing your heart out. Turned out that it was one floor below the theater, so we headed up stairs. Getting tickets was just as challenging. A nice guy that spoke a little English helped us figure everything out. When he left we found out that he was actually the manager and he was just doing his job. He did however give us 50% off our tickets. The movie that was playing at that time was Prince of Persia (in English). It turned out to be pretty good stuff. We were the only white people in the theater, so I guessed that a lot of the viewers were reading a lot of subtitles. This was evident when we would laugh at something, then two seconds later everyone else would at they read the joke.

    When the movie was over we went downstairs to the arcade. I haven’t been to an arcade in about 15 or 20 years. The best part was the bumper cars. At one point Chris and Lee, who used to be a rugby player, played chicken. No one turned and when they hit, I’m pretty sure Chris’ car came off the ground. In total, I spent about $3 US. Not too bad for 45 minutes of sheer childish bliss.

    When we came out of the arcade, it was pouring down rain. We ran to a bar a few doors down and hopped inside for a beer. As soon as we walked in, it was like in the movie Animal House when they walk into the “black” bar. With the exception of them being Chinese and not black. Also we’re giants compared to most of them.

    When the rain let up we tried to get a taxi back to the hostel, which is across from the train station.  Like always, no English. I tried to act like a train and the driver thought I wanted “boom boom.” I guess my late 1800’s style train reenactment has a lot of pelvic thrusting involved. Finally, the driver pulled out a map. I don’t know why he didn’t do that right away. It took me about two seconds to point at the train station.

    When we arrived back at the hostel, we picked up some Guilin noodles and pot stickers… So good! That was about it for my night.

    Just a heads up, I left my external hard drive in Yangshou, so I won’t be putting up many picture on Flickr until tomorrow. 

  • USA!!! by Volunteer and Teach in China Participant Chris Schave

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    Got back to Guilin yesterday. It is nice to be back in civilization. I’m not ready to move out into the country and become a recluse. We’ll save that for later in life. Our new friend we met the first night in the rice terraces was on the same bus and sat next to me. His name is Thomas and he is from Ohio, but lives in San Luis Obispo, California. SLO is one of my favorite areas in California. He decided the stay in Guilin last night rather that go back to Yangshou. We went to dinner around 7, and after secretly getting everyone lost, I found my way to where we wanted to go. When we got to the restaurant, there were a couple of French girls that sat next to us. They sat in front of me on the bus from Yangshou to Guilin on Wednesday. I tried to explain this to them in French because they didn’t speak English. It ended up becoming a little awkward. They had no idea what I was trying to say. They had a guy with them on the bus that was also French and that is how I knew where they were from. They didn’t know that and I’m pretty sure I was just some strange American trying to speak broken French to them. For the World Cup game we went to an Irish bar. Things got a little crazy. The US game was second. We played Slovenia I think. It ended up being 2-2, but the US went into the second half with 0, so it was pretty sweet that they came back to draw. Two other Brits and a Dutchy from the hostel met with us and watched the games. They ended up being really cool and made a great addition to Chris, Amanda, Thomas, and me. After the US game, Amanda and I ventured out and tried to find some food. What we found was a group of 15, 40 something year olds that were having a sort of class reunion. Ken spoke the best English, and when we sat down, they ordered a crate of beer. They thought Amanda was my girlfriend and wanted to know how to get such beautiful girlfriends. I told them they had to come to Texas, or get a lot of money and buy them. It was actually a great experience. They all had their shirts off, and insisted that I do the same. I did… They had a bowl full of horse meat and I really wish I had been in the mood to try it. After missing out on the horse steak in Iceland, I have really wanted to try it. I think the horse is much better in Iceland though. Amanda and I eventually broke away from them and made our way back to the Irish pub. Upon our return we were greeted with popcorn because we had all ordered more than 24 beers. I guess that is pretty awesome, free stuff! At 2:30 AM, England play Algeria. Amanda and I ended up falling asleep on the booth cushions, only to be woken by random screaming from the Brits. After the game we took a taxi back to the hostel. On the way back I had to listen to them complain about why they should have won. They ended up drawing 0-0. Good stuff! 

  • Flashback 4.16.10 - Hell on Earth by Volunteer in Kenya Participant Tracy Guthrie

    6/3/20112:23:13 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    After dinner Zach, the orphanage manager, and I had a conversation about the hardships some of the kids went through to get tothere. The more I get to know the staff and the orphanage, the more I realize the significant impact it will have on these children's lives. The orphanage litterally saved some of the kids from death. Each child has a story as to how they got there. They are all heartbreaking, but one in particular rattled my faith.

    In 2008 the country was in the middle of a tribal and political warfare. More than 200 people of the Kikuyu tribe took shelter in a local church expecting the enemy would not attack in God's home. Unfortunately, they were dead wrong, literally. One woman that was burned to death was a single mom raising an 11 year old girl and a 5 year old boy. Thank God the kids were not in the area during the attack, but they suffered the consequences severely. For more than three days the two children waited for their mother to come home. They were left to fend for themselves and eventually ran out resources, food and shelter. These two children were one of the first to call the orphanage home.

    The girl turned 14 this year, and is a leader at the orphanage. She settles the kids down after dinner so they can read bible scripture, she studies while the other kids play, she takes care of the younger kids and out of the all the kids in the orphanage she has the biggest smile and the most intoxicating laugh.

    As you read the story think about all the petty things our government fights over. All the verbal attacks from Democrats to Republicans and from Republicans to Democrats, and now the Tea Party. No matter how bad Jon Stewart or Glenn Beck think things are, they just simply are not. 

  • Again With the Rain China by Volunteer and Teach in China Participant Chris Schave

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    So we’re getting to the end of the first leg of this journey. Much of the experiences that I have had up to this point will be great memories for the rest of my life, or until get Alzheimer’s. We were asked what our favorite moments were last night at dinner. My answer was pretty vague because it’s all been a blast. Something that Chris and I keep going back to is that if you’re not happy in your life at home, you’ll have troubles being happy abroad. We have seen some of that on this trip and it appears to be true. Chris and I both speak very fondly of our homes and friends, and we’re having a all the time here.

    I do see myself in Europe over China, but I guess I’m okay going anywhere in the world for work. I just want to get some international experience.

    So we’re leaving the bus station now and it is pretty crazy that these buses maneuver like they do. We’re going down the road with 2 buses to our right and one to the left and it appears to be very chaotic, but we seem to get to where we are going fine. A guy just went up to the bus driver’s window and talked to him for a moment, then grabbed a crate off the back of his bike full of some kind of small birds and put it under the bus in the cargo area. Stuff like that happens all the time here. Just so many things that you think to yourself, “what the hell just happened?” I love it!

    Later that day…

    We’re in a small village now that is home to the Yao minority and tomorrow we are going trekking through the rice paddies. It’s interesting here. When we arrived there were a slew of woman trying to carry our bags for us. They just wanted our money. When we got to the hotel we were greeted by more of these woman.  This time they were trying to sell us scarves. I’m not in the market for a scarf seeing as it’s hot and rainy right now. They kept bugging Amanda because she was wearing a scarf. Before dinner we got our rooms. Ours smells pretty bad, but we have to keep the window open to keep the room cool. The good thing is I don’t see many mosquitoes right now. Hopefully it’ll stay that way.

    After dropping off our bags we went for a short walk up the terraces and it was a pretty amazing view.  I’m excited for the hike tomorrow. I’m also hoping the weather is better than it has been in Yangshou. We’re pretty far north of there, so it should be. We’ll see tomorrow. Dinner was great and we even had some local rice wine.  Very surprisingly, it was really good. I thought I hated all rice wine, but not this one.

    We played some card games after dinner, and then I edited some photos. We had a kid from Hong Kong and another from California join us. Now I’m in bed and hitting the hay. Gotta wake up early and get my trek on!

    Trekking Day 2…

    Last night I had troubles getting to sleep on account of the heat. Once I got to sleep I was woken up by the thunder and lightning. Also, by the smell of the pigpen outside my window. Every once in a while the smell would kick up and wake me. It rained a lot last night and our fate today is still uncertain. It still rains. The place we are staying has no power. We will be having a meeting this morning about what to do. Time to eat breakfast.

    Actual trekking

    Well, we finally made it trekking! We left this morning and it was still raining. Things keep happening right now and it kind of strange. The door sounded like someone was hitting against it earlier and now my bed is shaking…. Maybe this place is haunted??? I forget to mention the rest of the day. We went on a hike after breakfast for a couple hours. On this particular hike, I met a guy that wanted to talk a lot more than I would have liked. The group left me, but I eventually got away and tried to catch up. I ended up going the wrong way and saw the group a few rice terraces above and made my way back to them. Once I met back up with the group we took some pictures on top of a hill. On the way back down I ran back into the talker and he had a snake in a trap, so I took a lot of pictures of that.

    -Bed still shaking and fire flies hitting the screen on the window.-

    We made our way back down to the hotel and got lunch. After, there was a bit of confusion, and we went on another hike. I got some good pictures of waterfalls. After that trek we got our stuff at the hotel and left for a new village. Dinner was great and they have cable, so we got to watch the world cup! Chris, Amanda, and I played some card games and I took some pictures for a. There was a massive spider and I got some pics of that too.

    Now I am in my room and the only thing in English on TV is the Brady bunch movie… Horrible!!!! Goodnight…

    Trekking day 3

    Well, not really trekking. The night turned out to be not so favorable to some of my fellow travelers. Chris woke up with a very red eye that seems to be hurting him pretty badly. Georgina’s stomach disagreed with dinner and rejected it. Amanda has a cold, probably stemming from going barefoot all yesterday. Our fearless leader, Dorah, has sore shins from yesterday’s hike, but in all fairness, she doesn’t strike me as the hiking type. Julie has to catch a flight tomorrow morning and doesn’t want to get her boots wet because she has to wear them on the plane. Oh, and it was raining again last night, surprise surprise… As for me, I just have damp boots. Not a big deal, but I know after watching countless Vietnam War movies, keeping your feet dry is very important. The air is very damp here, so nothing dries.

    The three girls leave tomorrow and Chris leaves Monday. I will go back to Yangshou Monday and then go rock climbing Tuesday and Thursday. The rest of the time I am going to spend working on the 16 page paper that will be due when I get back for my internship.  YAY!

    Tonight we will go out to celebrate Julie’s birthday, which isn’t for another week or so. Then after we will watch the World Cup. US and England play tonight at 10 and 2 respectively. 

  • Finally, Climbing!!! by Volunteer and Teach in China Participant Chris Schave

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    Woke up this morning and rain rain rain!!! Chris and I woke up and got breakfast. I was supposed to go to a traditional Chinese doctor today and have him tell me that I drink too much and eat too much spicy food, but that didn’t happen, on account of the rain. Westerners drink too much according to the Chinese.  After the plans got cancelled, Chris and I went back to the room and he read and I edited photos. That lasted about 5 minutes and we both fell back asleep. We woke up for lunch at 11:30 and were told that climbing was not cancelled… Yay!!!

    So we went downtown to the climbing shop and met up with our instructors. We all took a van out to the half cave that we were to climb. Seeing as it rained all morning, most people climbing went to the same spot. When we got there, Alex, our instructor, climbed up a pretty intense spot and clipped in the rope. I went first and got up about 2/3 of the way up. Next went Chris, and he made it almost to where I did. After was Huey and he made it about where I did. Later we learned that was a pretty difficult climb and most experienced climbers didn’t make it past where we were. When Chris was climbing there was an older American guy that showed up. Apparently, he “knows” everything there is to know about climbing, or at least he thought he did. So he started trash talking about Chris. Chris asked what he should do next and the guy said, “go home!” He was quite a dick.

    We only climbed two times because it was incredibly tiring. I will go back next week for a few days. It was actually really fun, but since I don’t climb a lot, my strength is pretty much not there.

    Tonight Isabella took us out to dinner and it was very good. After dinner we went to a couple Aussie bars. The second had trivia night and my team got second. A little disappointing, but it could have been worse. After trivia, we went to Lucy’s to watch the rest of the Portugal v Ivory Coast game. It was a good game, but ended in a draw.

    NEW DAY

    Today we woke up and headed to Guilin, where I am now. We are about to leave for the rice terraces as soon as the rain lets up. I won't have internet until Friday, but I am taking my computer, so I can write at night and edit pictures. Friday I should upload a slew of stuff. Until then... 

  • Rice Terraces or bust! by Volunteer and Teach in China Participant Chris Schave

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    I’d like to think that this blog is for the most part an insight into what I am doing here, as well as some feelings that I experience. With that being sad, today is pretty boring. Last night there was a big thunder and lighting storm and we awoke to a good amount of rain this morning. We didn’t have to meet for rock climbing today until 12:30, so I went downtown to pick up some hiking pants and get a quick bite to eat at Lucy’s.

    Isabella came downstairs while I was eating and informed me that rock climbing was cancelled because of the rain. I’m really starting to hate the rain and clouds here! Ruined my day! We opted not to make other plans. Mostly because there really isn’t a lot to do here indoors. I used the time to edit some photos and catch up on other random tasks. Hopefully we will be able to climb tomorrow.

    Wednesday we will be leaving for Guilin then go to the rice terraces. The weather is supposed to be better up there and I really hope that is the case. We will be hiking for 3 days, so no internet. I will take my computer with me so I can write at night. This weekend I will spend in Guilin. A new group also arrives this Saturday, but I will not be staying with them for long. They will go to Fengyang village and I will be in Yangshou.

    I am supposed to rock climb a few days next week, then do tai chi. I may pass on the tai chi and try to do some extra climbing. After that I go to an orphanage for a week in Hunan province, then to Chengdu for my final week with Greenway. After that I am going to Yantai in the central east part of China. It is on the coast, so it will be good to see completely different scenery.

    It’s a funny thing, I really like to keep busy all of the time and when I’m not, I get really bored and a little lazy. That being said, time to eat!

    Also, my friend, and former girlfriend, Lauren is leaving for Africa in 7 days for the Peace Corps. Good luck to her!!! 

  • 20 Yaun Bills Y'all by Teach and Volunteer in China Participant Chris Schave

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    I want to start this post with some of the new music that I have downloaded and listening to on my trip…

    Miike Snow. He’s from Sweden

    Laura Veirs. Very relaxing voice

    Crystal Castles. I accidently double clicked buy on I-tunes, and after listening to it a few time I really like it.

    Ratatat. Their latest release

    Stornoway. A few guys that went to Oxford in England… Very talented!

    World Cup time! We went to Lucy’s last night and watched all three games. Argentina probably played the best. US tied with England, which is absolutely amazing! Brit Chris was not happy at all! When we scored he stormed off to the bathroom. In all fairness the ball should not have gone in. Those Brits take their ‘football’ very seriously. It was a lot of fun watching the games, but we had to stay up until 5 in the morning. Today I am extremely tired…

    Between games Chris and I walked around and I took some pictures of him. I have wanted to take night portraits so I can practice using my flash. Besides getting harassed by multiple tuck tuck drivers soliciting us for ‘women company,’ it went well. I think I got some good stuff, but we will see.

    Today, we all slept in until around 11 because of the late night. After a quick brunch, we went to Xingping and took a bamboo raft ride. It was a lot of fun and the clouds complied and nestled into the hills very nicely. I will let the pictures speak for the boat ride. Basically, we rode out to this island then road back. On the way we saw the scene that is on the back of the 20 Yuan bills.

    When we got to the island there were many people waiting to sell us random crap and food. All of the food was out of the river, so I figured I would give it a try. First, I had deep fried shrimp that was good, but I just ate the whole thing, head and all… Apparently, I was supposed to take the head off. Next was baby crabs. They were very crunchy and nothing like the delicious Dungeness from home in Washington. After that I went for the shrimp cakes. They were good too. Finally was fried fish. These really didn’t have much of a flavor. It was like chewing on scales and fish bones, delightful!

    Along with the local river food, there were cormorant birds, which fisherman train to hunt fish for them. The one thing that took me by surprise was the massive snake with a shirtless man dancing around with it wrapped around him.

    After the island we just rode back in the boat and it was pretty bumpy, but we survived.

    On the way home we caught a bus and it was packed like sardines. I sat on a bucket. Right before we left an old man sat next to me. He said something and everyone started to laugh. We had about a 20 minute conversation. He would tell me something and I would say dui, which means okay (not sure on that spelling). People around us thought it was hilarious that we were just going back and forth. They had no idea what I was saying, especially the old man. I ended up giving him a yellow Livestrong bracelet and he gave me a big rotted tooth smile. He was pretty happy about that. It is funny because the Chinese people that I have met really don’t accept gifts very easily, but this old man just grabbed it up and put it on. I was pretty happy about the whole thing. He invited us to his house to have some bijou, which would have been great, but we had to pass unfortunately. Now we’re back and I’m exhausted!

    Tomorrow we start rock climbing and I am really excited for that. 

  • Captain's Log- June 11- by Volunteer and Teach in China Participant Chris Schave

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    Still raining... We were suppose to ride bikes out to Dragon Bridge today, but that has been cancelled. We may go this afternoon. It is actually pretty nice because I have to catch up on editing photos. In other news, Percy, our Chinese guide’s grandma is sick and probably not going to make it much longer so he is going home for three weeks. He will leave today and this will be the last time we see him. This means that the trekking week that was planned for next week has been pretty much cancelled. We will still go see the rice terraces, but we will be rock climbing Monday and Tuesday. No complaints from me on that one. I really am just taking everything as it comes on this trip, and I think that is the best attitude to have.

    Last night I went downtown to get a better internet connection, which ended up not being the case. After struggling to load any pics, I decided to talk to a few French guys that ended up being tres cool. One of them was named guillaume de Raffin. He was the most French person I have ever seen in my life. They were from Paris and living in Shanghai for 5 months working on a management master's degree.

    I was suppose to meet Chris and Amanda there, but they were MIA. Eventually, I went to see if they were at Lucy's and when I walked out I saw them walking towards me. We all went back upstairs and rejoined the French guys. Along with them, there were 3 Irish girls upstairs, so we all moved to one table and had some good conversation. The Irish lasses ordered dessert and I think Chris ate more of it then they did combined.

    Chris and Amanda left, but I stayed for a bit longer. The French guys wanted to go to a club and dance. I was pretty tired and said I would pass. They weren’t having it, so I said I would go. While they were paying their bill I used the men’s room and when I came out I told them that a girl had just texted me and I had to go meet up with her. I think they were more excited than I would have been. Just to be clear, there was no text, or girl. There was however a bed waiting for me, and this fictitious girl was an easy way to get out of going to the club. All in all, it was a good night. Now I’m going to edit photos and listen to the new Ratatat album that I downloaded a few days ago. Until then… 

  • Rain Rain Go Away, Again by Volunteer and Teach in China Participant Chris Schave

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     The past two days have been pretty tiring. I might even add Monday in there too with the bike ride. Yesterday morning we went to Cherry Blossom Paradise. Unfortunately, the massive amount of rain from the night before made them close the cave. Then again, I have been to two others, so I’m probably not missing out too much.  We took a boat ride around the area and it was fairly interesting. They would drive the boat close to these shacks and they all had different themes. One was a jungle tribe from Hunan Province. It was basically a bunch of 18-year old kids dancing around with animal hides on. It was a little cheesy, but I did get some good pictures there. The cool thing was that they had all these different shops set up with knick-knacks from the minority tribes. After that we went back to the house for lunch.

    When we finished eating we took a bus to a small village outside of Yangshou to see hand made silk fans be made. The lady there was very nice and I did want to buy a painting that her father had made, but we were trekking back and I didn’t want to ruin it in my backpack.

    The trek back was interesting. It was about 7 or 8 miles on country roads. We also had to cross a river on a boat. Half of the time it was raining, and the rest of the time it was misty. It was really good though, and even though I probably didn’t get many good pictures, it was very beautiful. It is hard to capture a lot of this stuff because you can only use one of your senses when looking at photographs. It has been so cloudy here that it ruins a lot of the pictures. Needless to say, I was exhausted when we got back, and I’m still tired. We ended up going to Lucy’s last night to use the Wi-Fi, but it ended up being pretty slow. I’m downloading Animal House so Chris can see what a real American University is like.

    When we got back last night I had a email from Hannah, one of the English girls that was here when I arrived. She is in Tanzania working on a community-building project. It was interesting to hear what she was up to.

    Today was a lot of work too. We road bikes out to Moon Hill in the pouring rain. We ended up going to Big Banyan National Park first. It’s basically a tree that has multiple trunks coming out of the ground and joining a massive tree in the middle. It was something I had never seen, but it was pouring as I mentioned so the camera stayed in the bag. We walked across a bridge that had water flowing over the top of it from all the rain that has come down in the past few days. I thought it was a horrible idea, but a lot of people were doing it an they seemed to be making it across fine. Horrible logic in justifying why I could make it across, but I’m here to tell about it.

    We had lunch after and it was another typical Chinese lunch. A whole fish, a lot of vegetables, eggplant, rice, and tea. As usual it was good. The best part was just getting indoors and drying off a bit. The woman there gave us directions to Moon Hill and we were off.

    Did I mention that our guide, Percy, is horrible with directions and he is always asking other people along the way? It always works out fine in the end. The lady did give us bad directions this time though and we went about a half-mile out of the way. When we got to Moon Hill an older lady who was trying to sell us waters greeted us. We had full bottles so were weren’t looking to buy, but it didn’t stop her from following us the hill, the whole way. It was a hell of a hike and I was really impressed that this lady didn’t even break a sweat. She said that she was a farmer and pointed out her farm from the top of the hill. When we got up there it was very impressive to learn that there are 16 different climbing routes over the archway.  Moon hill is essentially a 150-foot open arch at the top of a hill. I was proud to learn that the first person to make it over was in fact an American. Not surprising! It started to rain pretty hard again on the way down, so the steps were pretty slippery. When we got down I slipped the old lady 10 Yuan, which isn’t even a dollar, but I think she really appreciated it.

    The bike ride back was good. We took a different route through the countryside and it rained off and on. It was quite stunning as usual…

    When we got back to Yangshou, we were riding through town and I looked over to see a guy fishing a man's wallet out of his pocket with a pair of chop sticks. He got it and turned around then ducked into an alley. I really wasn't sure what was going on until after the fact. I thought the two of them were friends just messing around. I kind of feel bad that I didn't go back and point the guy out. They were both Chinese, and I thought it was funny that the guy would target another Chinese person.

    Now we’re back and I’m showered, and exhausted…
     

  • Flashback 4.15.10 - Dog Bites by Volunteer in Kenya Participant Tracy Guthrie

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    Today Priscilla and I took a trip to a private hospital, Don Bosco, to help one of the sponsored girls, Mary. Mary was bitten by a rabid dog on her leg three days ago (April 12) and hasn't received any medical attention. The reason she has not been to the hospital is not because her mother is neglectful, but because they don't have money to pay for the immunizations. The good news is that the orphanage pays for the sponsored kids medical needs. Mary and her mother walked five miles (10 miles round trip) to the hospital, and have to make that hike four more times over the next two weeks to complete the immunization. I am not a doctor, but I am certain walking 10 miles to and from a hospital with the excruciating pain and numbness in your leg from a dog bite is no walk in the park.

    Makes you appreciate the things we take for granted, like immunization shots. 

  • Flashback 4.16.10 - Shaking Hands, Kissing Babies by Volunteer in Kenya Participant Tracy Guthrie

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    Erick and I spent five hours in the field today visiting some of the kids sponsored by the orphanage. It was hot, treacherous, and fun! All the kids we pass along the way run behind yelling "Mzungo!Mzungo!Mzungo! How are you?" Then they run up smiling and giggling to touch my hand. It is delightful to see pure bliss from a simple wave, hand shake and respond to their greeting in Swahili "Haburi Yako! Jina langu ni Tracy. Jina yako ni?" (How are you? My name is Tracy. What is your name?). Once we get past the formalities, we hold hands and skip down the path as far as they can go.

    Have you skipped with anyone today? 

  • Kate and Katie's Excellent Adventure --Surf by Volunteer in Guatemala Participant Kate Springer

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    Since a week of bliss in Belize wasn't enough relaxation for me, Katie Dowd and I started our epic  adventure at the beach.  We beach-hopped from Costa Rica to Panama before heading towards the jungle.  First stop: Puerto Viejo de Talamanca.
     
    On the south eastern Caribbean coast of Costa Rica, Katie and I rented bikes and rode up and down the long, hot, and humid coastline until we found a seemingly uninhabited beach: Punta Uva.
     
     
    We looked up and down the coastline and there was no one in sight. We were thrilled to have our own private beach until we saw warnings posted on the coconut trees.  Apparently looters and thieves also enjoy sand in their toes, wind in their hair and a casual lurk in the woods.  Who can blame them?  For fear of losing our beloved digital cameras, we took turns in the ocean and vowed not to fall asleep.
     
     
    But of course, we slipped into sun-infused comas.  We woke up abruptly, not to looters rustling the bushes, but to chunks of sand pelting our faces.  Two huge grey beasts were thigh deep in sand tunnels with no regard for our presence.  As we stood up and gathered our things, the identical dogs looked at us curiously before galloping into the waves.

     
    The combination of sun, salt, and a long, sweaty bike ride sucked up all of our energy and we were ready for bed by an undisclosed, embarrassingly early hour.  To avoid the gringo-hunting mosquitoes, we bathed in repellent and wrapped ourselves in gauzy nets.   In our little cocoons we slept, dreaming of our next stop: Bocas del Toro, Panama.
     
    We hopped on a local bus at 6 am and made our way to Panama.  Customs was...shall I say lax?  The bus dropped us by a decrepit bridge.  We looked around for a building, a sign—anything—but all that lay ahead was a long, narrow bridge.  We followed other passengers over the patchwork of wooden planks, minding the gaping holes that led to the river of phlegm below. 
     
     
    On the other side of the bridge there were more taxi solicitors than border patrols.  We presented our passports to a tiny little man in a tiny little office and moved along.  After a few minutes of unbearable harassment form the taxi men and no signs of local transport, we agreed to accept a ride to the boat launch, an hour away.  We drove through/around/below/over hundreds of acres of banana plantation before we reached the dock.  From there, we were quickly shuttled into a lancha, or water taxi, that chugged along until we reached Bocas del Toro.
     
     
    The first two days in Bocas del Toro were beautiful: sunshine, white sand, jade water, etc.  We took water taxis to far away, deserted islands and tanned our hides.  But too soon, our luck turned.  By day three, Katie and I were stuck in the hostel with nothing to do except play poker and drink.  So that we did.  Thanks to my unreadable poker face and a little bit of luck, I won the first round of poker, emasculated the men in the hostel, took their money, and went out on the town.
     
     
    In a nearby hostel, Mondo Taitu, there was a hopping bar, free hookah bongs, lots of travelers and tropical drinks.  Katie and I had a few too many Cuba Libres and spent most of the next day in bed, not missing much except for more rain.
     
     
    On the third day of rain, we joined a snorkeling tour with our witty, charming, and may I dare say, adorable, English friend, Simon.   Simon rivals Nick for "favorite person met while traveling." He had the same kind of modest, unassuming nature with an open mind and a great accent.  So, yes, on our last day in Bocas we went snorkeling. In the rain. It was terrible. 
      
     
     
    Cold, miserable, and more than a little bit pissed at Panamanian weather, we hung our suits to dry and gave up on the beach.  Next stop: Cloud Forest. 
  • Rain Rain Go Away! by Volunteer and Teach in China Participant Chris Schave

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    Today we have nothing scheduled except for a Chinese language lesson. The children at the school have a holiday today, so no teaching. We were going to go on a long hike to the top of a large hill, but on account of the rain that got canceled. Might just have movie day here at the house.

    I figured I would share some stories that Brit Chris has told me about his buddies back home. As you read this pretend like you have an English accent, it makes it more legit.

    1. The day before his final exams at university he was studying all day. He went out for a bite to eat around dinner time and came across one of his buddies that was in law school at the university and also had his final exams the next day. The guy was dressed head to toe in khaki, safari style clothes with an Australian style hat. He was carrying a 24 pack of Fosters on his shoulder. Chris said, "hey man what are you doing? You've got your finals tomorrow!" He looked at Chris like he had just asked the most idiotic question and responded, "It's Indiana Jones Day!" To which Chris responded, "Well, what's Indiana Jones Day?" Again, the questioning look came from his friend like Chris should obviously know what that is. "We all get dressed up like Indiana Jones and watch all of the films while each drinking 24 Fosters."

    Needless to say, he passed his law exam with the equivalent of a low B.

    2. Back in his days at uni (Brits call their colleges uni's, short for university), Chris and his buddies used to have something called Chili Pepper Sundays. Basically, they would buy a bag of the hottest peppers they could find, and record themselves eating them. It's one of the dumbest things I've heard, but I am tempted to try it.

    I'll try to come up with more stories throughout today. Take care everyone! 

  • Flashback 4.11.10 - Letter of Love by Volunteer in Kenya Participant Tracy Guthrie

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    Right after dinner tonight Anima, whom I have mentioned before, sheepishly and quietly handed me something. She smiled and whispered "don't read this until you are alone."

    So I came directly back to my dorm room to read it. She handmade an envelope with a piece of paper, and put a note inside. There are no words to describe the feeling that came over me. The letter was an answer to one of my prayers. I have been doubtful if I have a purpose at the orphanage and think maybe I should just throw in the towel. The minute I started to read the rainbow marker colored words on her note, I knew this was God's doing. He knew I was doubting, and needs me to stay. I am still not certain why or what I am supposed to do here, but I have to find faith to do so. Wouldn't it be great if we could find our faith in a lost-in-found box? Or nail a sign up on a tree with the words "LOST FAITH. IF FOUND PLEASE CALL 512-788-4749. REWARD."

    I hope you enjoy the letter as much as I do. 

  • Escewz me teasher by Volunteer and Teach in China Participant Chris Schave

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    Today has been pretty uneventful with the exception of teaching at a local school. It was actually really fun and I had them laughing a lot. I hope that I taught them some English, or at least how to pronounce things better. I had two classes that were about nine years old. The first class new English pretty well, but a lot of them were pretty hyper and acting out. I’m not good at disciplining, but I did grab a kid’s desk and move it to the front of the class. He kept bugging the girl next to him, so I moved away from her at first. He then started messing with things on the other desk next to him. That’s when I moved it to the front of the class. He did not like that, but he started behaving.

    The little boys were totally trying to show off for us, and most of the little girls got very shy when we would smile at them. It was all very cute. I enjoyed teaching, but it’s not going to be a career move for me.

    I am starting to get annoyed by some things here. One, mosquitoes! I have so many bites from the night at the crappy hotel. And two, everything being wet. The moisture in the air just sticks to everything. My sheets are always slightly damp. Like I have said in the past though, in the long run, my memories won’t be of damp sheets or mosquito bites.

    I think Chris and I are going to go for a jog. This will interesting. I’m sure we’ll get lots of funny looks. People that work in fields 9 hours a day don’t really need to work out, so they might just think we’re in a hurry to get somewhere dressed funny. Until next time… 

  • You're welcome Yangshou! by Volunteer and Teach in China Participant Chris Schave

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    This weekend was kind of a break from technology for me. I went to the city of Yangshou, and it proved to be quite a great weekend. Upon arriving I ran into Hannah and Hughie, along with two others that are in the same program that I am. I had thought that Hannah had already gone to Africa, so it was a wonderful surprise to see her again. The four of us that are staying in the village all went into the city on Friday. It was suppose to be a one night trip, but Chris and I got talked into staying an extra night. We ate a lot of great food and enjoyed the gangs company. We went a club on Friday night, and some how I got on a stage and was dancing and getting the crowd amped up. It apparently worked because a lot more people started dancing. Saturday the two girls staying in the village with us headed back, so Chris and I saw them off and went to get another hotel. We found one for 40 Yuan, or a little under $6. Everything is so cheap. Somehow I got pen ink on one of the two shirts that I took with me, so Chris and I bartered and got a couple of knock off Lacoste shirts for around $8 each. They look very real though. Saturday night we kept it much more tame. Chris and I went to an Aussie bar and met a kid from Wales. Eventually, we met up with the others and went to another Aussie bar and then back to the night club that we were at the previous night. A Michael Jackson impersonator performed an almost good impersonation. It was pretty cheesy though. The DJ at this club is a dorky Chinese guy with big white 80’s style seeing glasses and a wicked sweet bowl cut. Every time I saw him it just made me laugh. Hannah and I went upstairs which overlooks the rest of the bar, so we could see the MJ performance better. Chris and the Welsh kid came up and sat next to us. The next thing that happened was one of the funniest things I have ever seen. They both grabbed two ¾ full beers that were sitting there and chugged them. Then the Welshy looked behind and saw a half drank beer on a table. He went over and chugged that. Then they both spotted a couple of untouched shots. Down the hatch those went. This was all without saying hi to us, and took place within one minute. Hannah and I ended up leaving to get some food, but Chris told me today that they found an almost full bottle of red wine and drank that. Crazy kids from the UK! The very cheap hotel we stayed at ended up being a horrible idea. We could have spent a little more and got the same room we had Friday. The new place had AC, but no remote to work it. I’m pretty sure there were bed bugs, and an endless supply of mosquitoes. Needless to say, I am not happy with the ridiculous amount of bites I got last night. Adding to that, I shut the window to keep out the bugs, and then it got to around 85 degrees in the room. That would have to be one of the most uncomfortable nights of sleep that I have every had… Ever! It’s all good because the whole weekend was great fun and I will not remember the bad stuff in the long run. Tomorrow I am teaching two English classes so I am headed to bed… Until next time… 

  • Flashback 4.10.10 - Ice Cream, Internet & French Fries by Volunteer in Kenya Participant Tracy Guthrie

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    It is official! I have been at the orphanage in Kenya for one week.

    All the other volunteers and I went to Thika to use the internet and explore the city life. Thika is pretty fast paced with tarmac roads, banks, Grocery store, restaurants, hOtels and even a shoe store.

    Having access to technology after seven Days of nothing (no Cell phone, TV, DVD, running water, or electRicity) was quitE a treAt. But The biggest trEat of all was the fooD. I had french fries, cookies dipped in chocolate, ice cream, roasted maize (like corn on the cob), and pineapple. All of that went down my trap in two hours flat. The sUper market was lovely,mostly because it has fluShing toilets and soap dispensers.

    Erick, the sTaff member whO accompanied us, gave uS 20 minutEs to do all our shopping because we had to catch the matatu by 4:00 pm to get back to the oRphanage before dark. Oy Vey! It was like we wEre on the game show "Super Market Sweep". I literally grabbed a basket and started runnnig to fiNd what I needed. The prOblem was I didn't know what I neEded. In eXactly 20 minutes I was able to grab four bags of Coffee, three apples, a bUnch of bananaS, peanut buttEr, popcorn, granola, chipS and ice cream. I got in line with two minutes to go and as my turn came up, I realized I didn't follow protocol with the produce. You are supposed To weigh and lAbel before you get in line. So an employee of the super marKet had to take thEm and do it for me. I wAs so Close to the finish line! I could see everyone waiTing for me on the other sIde. But unlike "Super Market Sweep" they were nOt cheering me on. They were aNnoyed. 

    GOD CREATED US TO SERVE. NO EXCUSES. TAKE ACTION.

  • Flashback 4.10.10 - Tiger Woods of Kenya by Volunteer in Kenya Participant Tracy Guthrie

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    One of the orphanage staff members, we'll call her Mary, shared a story of heartache and relationship gone bad.

    Mary was in relationship (how they say dating) with one man for about a year. This man is heavily involved in his church and respected by the community. The courtship began while they were in University. They saw each other daily, just spending time together and hanging out. She soon fell in love and gave him her heart, but not her body. After about 8 months in she found out he had been cheating on her, and therefore cut off all ties of communication. As any cheating man does, he tried to win her back. He sat outside her dorm room at University for hours on end and sent numerous text messages. He gained her trust back, so she give him one more chance. Just like in the movies, she found out the woman he had been cheating on her with was pregnant. Mary broke it off yet again, this time for good. She didn't want to get in between a man and a woman, because that is not what God would want. Mary says only through prayer and faith was she able to heal and forgive him. She believes the reason she was able to find peace so quickly is because she prayed for him, not herself.

    I find it interesting that no matter where you go, even in a Kenyan Village, people suffer heartache and pain because of relationships. It taught me that the desire to be in love and relationship is world wide, and so is temptation and betrayal.

    Have you been hurt? I certainly have. Have you tried to pray for the person who hurt you? 

  • Flashback 4.9.10 - Field Work by Volunteer in Kenya Participant Tracy Guthrie

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    I remember when I first got the information about the different volunteer duties we could choose from : Laundry Assistant, Kitchen Assitant, HIV/AIDS Hospital volunteer, Gardening Assistant, Farm and Animal Care Assistant, Clean up after kids assistant (that is not the real name, but that is pretty much all you do), Teaching Assistant, and FIELD WORK.
    As the field worker assistant, you go around the nearby villages to check in on the sponsors kids, how exciting! At least it is to me.

    Today was my first day in Field Work with Erick. We left about 8:30am and came back around 1:30pm. Not too bad of a work day, huh? Well we walked the entire time, probably about six miles. Six miles is not really that far to walk, but it is in a village with no paved roads, sidewalks, water stations, or place to stop and have lunch. I realized taking your work to lunch is not common like in America. First of all, there are no left-overs. People eat as much as they can when they have it. Even if they did have left - overs it would go to livestock, not in a glade tupperware containter and put in the refrigerator over night.

    Not only did I enjoy getting to see how the villagers live and what kind of lifestyle, I was able to ask Erick questions about his life, dreams and other Kenyan cultural stuff.

    Tracy: "What is your dream?"
    Erick: "To run an orphanage in Nairobi that not only serves the kids, but also the community. The center would have HIV/AIDS counseling and education, Doctor on staff, job resource center, basically anything to help those in need."

    Tracy: "What is your favorite food?"
    Erick: "Um, I am not sure. I guess Ugali (yuck!) and Chipati (yum!). What is your favorite food, Tracy?"

    Tracy: "I would have to say cheeseburgers and sushi. Have you ever had either one?"
    Erick: "No. I think I know what a hamburger is, but what is sushi?"

    Tracy: "How does it work with the kids who are sponsored? How do you know who needs one?"
    Erick: "It is $25 to sponsor a child. That money will go to whatever it is they need. Usually it is school clothes, school supplies, matress, food, shoes, and etc. The people in the community tell me if another child is in need. We currently have 59kids sponsored, but have another 20 kids on the list waiting."

    Tracy: "Why aren't the kids living at the orphanage if they are so needy?"
    Erick: "About 90% of the sponsor kids are living with a grandparent, or other relative. So they are not considered orphans. Until of course the grandparent dies, and people live pretty long here. My grandmother lived to 120 years old."

    Tracy: "Is it okay if I look at a man and smile?"
    Erick: "That's a funny question. Why do you ask?"
    Tracy: "Because I have tried to make eye contact with people, both men and women, and they all seem to look away."
    Erick: "That is probably because you are a mzungo(white person). Some people here have never seen a mzungo. Have you noticed all the kids running behind us on the road? They have been yelling'mzungo!mzungo!mzungo!How are you?' You see all babies are born white, even African babies. So they think you are a big baby, and want to touch the hand of a big white baby."

    Tracy: "Why are there tons of calendars hanging on the walls of the houses?"
    Erick: "That is how they decorate. How do you decorate at home?"
    Tracy: "Well we usually paint the walls different colors, hang pictures of family, or art work up."

    Tracy: "Is is rude for me to decline tea or bread when they offer it to me? It seems every home we have been to they offer tea, and I can't drink that much tea or I will have to go to the bathroom every 5 minutes."
    Erick: "It isn't rude. They probably won't stop asking, so it is easier to just tell them you only want a little."

    ** the picture is of me and local villagers. the older woman admired the bandana I was wearing, so I gave it to her. 

  • Dress Me Up and Make Me Dance! by Volunteer and Teach in China Participant Chris Schave

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    WOW, I’m really not sure how to describe my day. It has been pretty amazing. I woke up with a few new mosquito bites and wasn’t sure what was going to happen throughout the day. At breakfast we were informed that a few people from the local government wanted to come and meet us. Basically, it turned into a full-fledged party. The “local government” turned out to be some very high-ranking officials in the national government that wanted to hang out with us. One of the photographers turned out to be one of the highest-ranking people in the media sector of the government and I talked with him about possibly getting me a job after I graduate. He said, “no problem, you come here and marry the most beautiful Chinese girl.”

    The whole thing was kind of a dog and pony show. We were the stallions. They even dressed us and made us dance around, but it was a blast.

    Last year I wouldn’t have been able to tell you that I was going to Asia for the summer, and up until a couple months ago I had no idea that this was going to happen. I’m so glad that I stumbled upon Cultural Embrace and they set this up for me.

    Back to today… I’m sure that the videos and pictures will tell more, but I had an interesting lunch and went rice wine (bie jui) shot for shot with the government officials. It was very interesting. For lunch we had a hot pot of organ meat. It sounds gross, but it was actually fantastic. I also had cured pigs lung, which was probably the best things that I have tried here. I’m still buzzing from the rice wine, so I will stop here, but today has been incredible.

    Now it is later in the day and I have come down from my buzz. We had a Chinese lesson and a culture lesson. Thinking back to today, it was really crazy. The place we are staying in has a bar and a couple of the men that came brought some instruments. They played while we drank some beers and talked. I got to ride on a scooter that one of the girls that did the dance for us drove. I was joking, but she took me seriously and had me hop on the back. It was pretty sketchy, but I made it to the house safely. The lion dance is basically what you would think of when you see the dragon with people under it at a parade (see pictures). It was awesome. I got video of it too.

    These people just get such a kick out of us being here. I really enjoy the old people in the village look at us with apprehensive eyes, then when we wave and say hi, they perk right up and wave back. The children always yell hello no matter how far they are from us. And, I’m apparently a giant here.

    Oh, and I heard a mouse in the kitchen cupboard this, so I told the people here. An older lady that lives here tried to kill it with me. It was an unsuccessful attempt. It almost ran across my foot. Not cool! 

  • Sunset over Fengyang Village by Volunteer and Teach in China Participant Chris Schave

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    Today was quite an adventure. We left the hostel around nine in the morning and headed over to the bus station. On the way I picked up some snacks for the bus ride. One of the treats I got was a bean skin thing with some sort of sauce. It wasn’t good, but it wasn’t bad. Next was the beef stick. It wasn’t even as good as a Slim Jim, but then again, pack enough crap into a tube and it’s bound to be good.

    The first time I have felt really cautious of my surroundings was at the bus station. Two sketchy looking guys followed us in. I kept watching then as we made our way into the station and made sure they knew that I was watching them. At one point I turned to the other Chris, from England, and pointed directly at the two guys and said, “watch those two.” They were getting awfully close to one of the girl’s bags as they walked. After that they backed off.

    The bus ride was good. I hadn’t had the chance to chat with Chris much and we had a good talk on the bus. He seems like a really cool guy. The two girls are nice, but I don’t think I have much in common with them.

    Once we got to the county of the village we got off the bus and waited at the station for a taxi. I was in using the restroom, which was just a wall with water running down it, when a man walked in and stood to my right to also use the restroom. This isn’t weird in itself, but no one was to my left and I had only about a foot to my right. After examining my left to see why he went to my right, I noticed that he was blatantly staring at my, well, manhood. I turned away a bit and quickly finished up and got out of there. I know many Chinese people are excited to see me, but that was a little too much of me.

    After sprinting out of the bathroom we went out front and hopped in the cab. About 15 minutes later we arrived in the small village. Pretty much what you would imagine a small village to be is what this is. Apparently, the house we are staying in belonged to the wealthiest family. It is the highest of the old houses in town. It is very impressive, especially the views of the sunset.

    Chris and I were kicking the soccer ball around in front of the house when a little boy came running up to us. Later I found out that he probably saw us from the roof of his house and came to see the white people. I don’t think that he had ever seen a soccer ball before, and we taught him how to kick it. He wanted to pick it up, so that was the first thing we showed him. I think he’ll be back.

    We had a light snack and something called oil tea around 3 then a meeting where we went over the week’s plans. After the meeting Chris and I walked around the village and checked things out. We got a bit lost, but eventually found our way back. Dinner was awesome, and spicy.

    This weekend Chris and I are looking to follow a road that will take us up to the top of a large hill. It’s probably around 3,000 feet about the local village.

    Got some great pictures today and I’m excited to take more around here. Until next time… 

  • Still Kickin' by Volunteer and Teach in China Participant Chris Schave

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    Last night I left off talking about my trip to a cave and a mountain with waterfalls. Quite a few other funny/interesting things happened on this adventure. Part of my newfound popularity included people in my group wanting me to eat local food they had bought. One of these instances included everyone laughing at me. A girl gave me a green patty of something sticky and said “you try.” Now I’m not one to turn down free food, so I bit into it. Apparently, these things are cooked on leaves that you are supposed to take off when you eat it. I just bit right through it and started chewing. They thought this was the funniest thing. Then, at a little market we went to on the way home, another girl kept getting me to try random samples a guy had sat out. I think one was a pickled sardine with chilies. Not so good.

    Language barriers are a funny thing. I think many people use that as a reason not to communicate to other people, but all it means is that it may take longer to convey a message. Eventually, I started picking up on the meanings of the English words they use. For instance, the word friend is used for someone that you know, not necessarily someone you like. I kept trying to explain that a people would be joining my group and from then on out I was their “friend.” Either that or classmate, even though I’m not in a class right now. It's easier just to say yes sometimes then try to explain the word. Non-verbal’s always make it fun too. It’s like a constant game of charades. I taught a smaller group “on the bus” and “off the bus.” Anytime we were pulling up to a stop they would say “off the bus!”

    I am incredibly sore from all that hiking yesterday. Now I have to lug around a 50-pound bag. I’m going to go through it and start getting rid of stuff. I quickly learned that I should have listened to Torry’s dad. I’m just not sure what I would get rid of. I have always had a way of justifying a “need” over a "want."

    I really got a kick out of the older men on the trip. After the waterfalls we walked back to the bus, but I got sidetracked taking pictures and got left behind. I walked over to where I thought the bus would be and turned around the front of another bus. About six of the old men were standing there smoking. They all pointed at me and smiled and said what I think to be something like, “oh, there is the funny looking white guy!” I crouched down like I was about to bolt of and ran back around the bus. When I reappeared seconds later, they were all laughing hysterically. I didn’t think it was that funny, but who am I to argue with a group of elderly Chinese guys, so I joined in on the laughter. On the bus they were all clapping trying to kill these gnats, so I started clapping. This got the whole bus laughing. I like easily entertained people. The best part was when I pulled out my camera bag to put some stuff away. I opened up a few compartments and they all were looking at it, nudging one another, pointing, and saying things about this bag. It was like I pulled up in a new car and popped the hood.

    A lot of this is pretty surreal. I will probably make more money in my first five years of work than these men have made their whole lives. Now money doesn’t buy happiness, but it sure helps facilitate adventures like the one I’m on. I don’t feel bad for most of the people I encounter here because they seem very happy. I do feel bad for the very young kids begging for money and trying to sell random crap to westerners.

    I am off to the countryside today. Until then…

    I have also started a Flickr account to post all my pictures. I have limited space on the blog... I'm not really sure how you find people on Flickr, but I will find out and let you all know. www.flickr.com then search "chris schave"... that might work.

     

  • Flashback 4.8.10 - Fire & Ice by Volunteer in Kenya Participant Tracy Guthrie

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    Last night (4/7/2010) was really frustrating. During school I noticed one of the girls, Catherine, was not engaging in the class. She had this dazed look and tears were streaming down her face. She wasn't wailing, just sitting there, no sounds just tears. When I went over to ask if she was alright she didn't respond. I don't know if it was because she felt so bad, or if she didn't understand what I was saying. Probably a little of both.

    The only thing I could think to do was take her temperature. She had a fever of 103. Since I don't really know how the orphanage handles sick kids, I asked for guidance from Zach, the orphanage manager. He said to give her some medicine, and check back in on her a little later.
    WHAT!?!??! I didn't understand! Why didn't he drop everything to take appropriate action like my mom? When I had a fever that high my mom would throw my naked butt into a bath full of freezing water and ice.

    Well a bath full of ice is not an option at the orphanage. So I opted for the alternative of Tylenol and kept a cold compress on her forehead until she fell asleep.

    Surprisingly, Catherine came to dinner. I figured she must have broken her fever. Not true. She still had a 101.7 degree temperature.(I found out later that the kids don't miss a meal, no matter how bad they feel.) I immediately picked her up and took her to her bed. One of the older girls, Amina, followed me. Amina made sure Catherine ate some of her dinner while I put another cold compress on her forehead. Her fever did break in the middle of the night and she is doing okay today. Thank God!

    Now looking back, I realized I over reacted. The orphanage staff handled the situation much better than me. They take good care of the kids and always have their best interest at heart. The kids have full stomachs, clean drinking water, are provided with an education and are given more love than anyone could imagine. I was just really confused and frustrated by the whole situation. It is frustrating when someone handles a situation different than you would. I am sure they were frustrated with me. I am a Middle Class American volunteer with no children. Who am I to make judgement on their way of life?

    I am guessing this is another lesson of patience God is trying to teach me. I cannot impose my way of thinking onto them. The orphanage was here before I came, and will be here when I leave. But I tell ya, it is REALLY hard to keep my beliefs and values in check. Kenya has a totally different way of life and culture than the U.S.

    Jesus - I ask for you to help me find patience. I pray for wisdom and discernment on how God wants me to spend my time here. Does He want me to just love and serve, or is there something more? 

  • Cavin' in Guilin by Volunteer and Teach in China Participant Chris Schave

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    Today I went to some caves outside the city. I guess "some caves" is a bit of an understatement. It was a pretty grand cave with elaborate chambers. The pictures will tell more than I can describe. On the way I sat next to a girl from Gangzhou, and she helped me quite a bit. Her English was actually quite good. The Caves were amazing and I think I got some great pictures.

    Next we went to a small village that had waterfalls coming down from peaks next to it. We hiked to the top of the peaks and it was a lot of walking. On my way up the mountain side I realized that I was the most popular guy on the trail. Everyone wanted to talk to and take pictures with the white guy. Even the people on my bus wanted to take pictures with me. By the end of the trip the old folks on the bus even accepted me as one of their own.

    I have to get to bed because I have been walking literally all day long. I will post pictures tomorrow and write more. I am headed to a small village tomorrow, but I should have wifi there, so I will keep updated. Until then... 

  • China, Day 1 by Volunteer and Teach in China Participant Chris Schave

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    Today has been interesting. Towards the end of my flight earlier, something starting leaking on me above my seat. It was water, but I have no idea where it was coming from. Overall the service on the flight sucked. The same guy that fell asleep watched as I was getting water on me.
    When I got to the airport, I got off the plane wearing a thermal and my backpack. I guess I was also wearing pants and what not. It was around 85 degrees and more humid than I have ever experienced in my life. From the plane we hopped on a sardine style bus with no AC. Apparently, AC has yet to hit China. Upon arriving at the terminal I got into a line and started walking towards a health inspection station. Right before I got to the station my new buddies that sat next to me yelled back that I should take off my flannel. It was too late. I set off an alarm. I guess my body temperature was too high. In other words, I’m too hot for China! I was taken to a small quarantine room with some other Chinese passengers. The inspector handed me a thermometer, and like any other good American, I put it in my mouth. At that instance, I tasted strong rubbing alcohol, and everyone began to laugh at me. The man explained that it was to go under my armpit. I complied and began pondering how many sweaty, stinky armpits that thermometer had been in. I passed the test and was released.
    Eventually I made my way to a new security checkpoint. When I approached I noticed two Chinese girls waiting to check me through. I watched them send other folks through security and figured out the routine. When I approached I noticed one of the girls get out the wand and she had me lift my arms and grabbed a handful of my butt. Nice!
    Upon arrival in Guilin, an Irish fella named Huey picked me up from the airport. We hopped on a bus and headed into the city. Let’s just say that I am lucky I made it off that bus alive. I’ve heard that Indians are the worst drivers in the world, but the Chinese can’t be that far behind. In the city you will hear a constant sound of horns. Crossing the road is taking a chance with your life every time… I love it!
    When we got to the Hostel we met up with 2 English girls and a Dutch guy. We walked down the alley from the hostel and got lunch. It was a basic noodle bowl, but it was awesome. It had a little bit of mystery meat (chicken I think), and I put a bunch of peppers and pickled green beans on it.
    After lunch we walked around for a few hours. We went to some sort of underground shopping center that was pretty crazy. It was like a maze of shops. I picked up some new underwear since I left most of mine in my parents dryer on accident. The girls didn’t go on this adventure, but we met back up with them later for a couple of pints then went to get dinner.
    Dinner was amazing. We all ordered individually, but shared. I got the BBQ Goose, which was my favorite, but it was all good. After dinner Huey and I headed back to the hostel and after 3 days of stinkiness, I took a shower. We were all going to go out, but after I laid down for a couple minutes and didn’t want to get up.
    All night there were sounds of horns and hustle and bustle. I awoke to a constant stream of rain coming from the overcast sky. Not sure what today has in-store, but it’s going to involve awesome food and rain. Until next time… 

  • And so it begins, Chapter 1 by Volunteer and Teach in China Participant Chris Schave

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    For the third day in a row, Madison woke me up by jumping on me. Since I only see her a few times a year now, I don’t mind. Today I am on my way to China. This morning my mom and I did a little pre trip shopping and my dad went and picked up a new Blackberry for me. Best parent’s ever!
    Last night I went to eat dinner with my best buddy Torry’s parents. I had a great talk with his mom and dad, and even took some traveling tips from his dad. He felt I was packing too much, and he was right. After taking some items out of my luggage, I was still six pounds over weight. I purchased some hiking shoes this morning and removed my boots and running shoes. The only thing I ended up leaving in Portland was my soap. Looks like I will have to pick up some Chinese body wash.
    The flight from Portland was a breeze. I ate at Gustav’s, a German place at the airport that I really enjoy, then made it back to my gate with a few minutes to spare.
    The flight was fairly uneventful until I reached LA. The smog hanging over the city was pretty unbelievable. As we made final approach I looked down and saw something that made me laugh, The Crenshaw Prayer Dome. The name was written in the parking lot and I wish I had been ready with a camera.
    Whenever I travel, whether it be domestic or international, I’m always amazed with how many people I meet. I had a 6-hour layover in LA, so I got some dinner. I was sitting at a table and another traveler approached me and asked if he could sit with me since all the other tables were occupied. We didn’t talk for a little while then I asked him where he was going. Turns out he was on the same flight as me to China. His name is Tang and he is going to meet his fiancé to get married. He is working on getting US citizenship and then I think she will join him in the US.
    After dinner we parted ways for a while and I went to the bar to grab a pint and make some phone calls. While sitting there I met a guy from Australia that is in the wealth management business. We talked until the check in opened up.
    When I was getting my boarding pass I couldn’t help but notice the three security guards. I looked around at the other airline counters and noticed there was no security. I asked the gentleman there and he said that people sometimes get out of hand. I wasn’t lucky enough to see such craziness ensue.
    After getting my sweet exit row window seat, I headed through security. Once on the other side, I hit up the Marina Bar for another pint. I sat next a couple of guys about my age that were headed to Australia. One was a garbage man in LA and the other was a construction worker. We chatted for a bit then they were replaced by a couple of ladies. They were travel agents also going to Australia. We talked about all sorts of stuff then I was off to catch my flight. I feel slightly bad, but I cut in line. I saw Tang and I was pretty far up there. Not sure why, but when it comes to lines, I feel that I have entitlement. Always have. So Tang and I hopped on a bus that took us to the plane.
    As I’m writing this I am going into hour 12 on this flight. It was incredibly hot for a while. The guy behind me keeps shoving his legs into my back. From the feel of it, he must be about 6’8”. I opted for the non-western style meal and got mystery meat, bok choy, cheesecake, and some other stuff I didn’t eat. The saving grace is the lovely couple that I am sitting next to. He is a Malaysian born Chinese man, and she is Korean. They are going to China to adopt an 11-year old boy. He just pointed out to me that this is the most worthless crew he has seen on a flight. I’d have to agree. The flight attendant fell asleep across from us on take off. They brought us meals, and then I haven’t really seen them. I did go back to get water and it was quite warm. I just hope the pilots are better! Back to the couple next to me. That’s what gets me about the world. Everyone has a story. This is a huge step in their lives. He speaks Mandarin and she doesn’t. The boy they are adopting only speaks Mandarin. Why is everyone on this plane walking around without shoes on? Screw it, when in Rome!

    Just got to China. Trying to get the internet figured out. I can't access facebook of wordpress, so my dad is posting this for me. My gmail account and school email work, so to contact me email me at cschave@gmail.com. More to come! 

  • Flashback 4.7.10 - Human Sexuality, AIDS and relationships by Volunteer in Kenya Participant Tracy Guthrie

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    Today Priscilla, the teacher at the orphanage, and I went to the HIV/AIDS Hospital that the Orphanage has partnered with. When we arrived at the hospital, there were about 50 HIV positive individuals waiting to get counseling. It was a very surreal experience. As I walked by them I tried to smile, but I knew they knew I knew they had AIDS and it was really uncomfortable.

    On the way back to the orphanage Priscilla and I talked about sex education in Kenya. Kenya is just now implementing sex education and awareness in the community. Unfortunately, they only focus on educating the women, not men. I guess the perception is that a woman in responsible for saying "no". Priscilla said men will target very poor children and women and offer gifts or money for sex. Because the women are so poor, they take the money to buy food, clothes, water or pay for school tuition. The women trade sex for things they have a right to have. Then once the man gets what he wants, he leaves the woman with an STD, or a baby on the way.

    Because I am such a curious person, I couldn't resist asking if there was any education about self pleasure. I told her in America we have started to openly discuss masturbation so girls will learn to respect their bodies and not feel the pressure to have pre-marital sex.

    Priscilla didn't really respond. Maybe I crossed a line, but I wanted to know. If I don't ask I will only make assumptions.

    Remember: GOD CREATED US TO SERVE. NO EXCUSES ALLOWED. GET INVOLVED TODAY. 

  • Flashback 4.5.10 - Someones in the Kitchen with Grace by Volunteer in Kenya Participant Tracy Guthrie

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    Today I was on kitchen duty. We started at 9am sorting beans and didn't stop until 2pm. The kids are eager to help and seem to enjoy showing me the difference between "good" and "bad" beans. Grace, the cook, works pretty much all day long. She gets up around 6am to make porridge for the kids and tea for the volunteers. Then she starts to prepare lunch and dinner. In between all that she sorts beans, rice, maize, and peels pumpkin in preparation for tomorrow. Her day is complete after dinner is served, at 8pm.

    It was a good first day and allowed me to get a feel for the kids personalities. 

  • Two more days!!! by Volunteer and Teach in China Participant Chris Schave

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    I'm glad to see my little Madison.

    First off, Happy 30th Anniversary to my parents! I'd like to point out it has been a happy 30 years.

    Leg one of my journey is complete. I flew into Washington Saturday after a long day of moving and cleaning. I didn't sleep well at all Friday night because of the most intense thunder and lightning I think I've ever heard and seen.

    My departure from Texas was bitter sweet. I had the chance to see most of my friends before I left. It’s a strange time of year. A lot of people leave right after finals, so I missed out on seeing a few friends.

    For those that followed my Facebook in Europe, you may remember a little thing I did called “Schava Schave on.” Basically, these were posts where I would write tips and observations concerning traveling. Some others were about other random topics. I had some more observations the other day while flying. First, I don’t know that I have ever had my bags come out first at the baggage claim. At best I’m usually some where in the middle. Next, headphones are a wonderful asset when dealing with annoying passengers. Just put them in and ignore away!

    While here at my parents place I need to go through my large bag and get rid of some of the heavier items. The bag weighed around 70 lbs and cost me an extra $100.

    Other random news:

    I saw my grades for this semester. 4 A’s and B. I’m a little disappointed, but I know I shouldn’t be.

    I lost my new debit card the other day so Wells Fargo is shipping me a new one with express service at no charge. My bad!

    I’m headed to work right now with my dad. He’s a contractor and I’m not really looking forward to it, but I don’t mind keeping him company. The only thing is that my neck is messed up. It has something to do with me grabbing a towel that was over my head in the shower. I have troubles turning my head now and I look ridiculous. I’ll be better soon… I think.

    I leave Wednesday for China. The flight will leave from Portland, Oregon and go to LA. I have a few hour layover there and then I am headed off to some city in China (not sure the name). After landing there I have a couple hours then I’m off to Guilin. My program starts on Monday, so I think I will have a few days to run around the town. 

  • Flashback 4.4.10 - Am I really cut out for this? by Volunteer in Kenya Participant Tracy Guthrie

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    Right now I am not sure I can stay for the whole trip. There is a pig pen right outside my dorm room. The pigs oink so loud it feels like they are in the room with me. Not to mention the smell - gross!

    Oh, and the bathrooms. I officially retract my statement about the bathroom at the hotel. It was paradise compared to here. Last night I had to go to the bathroom twice and going to the bathroom here is not like going at home. At home I stumble into the bathroom, do my thing and stumble back to bed. It takes effort and awareness here. I have to get out of bed, grab my flashlight, toilet paper, and hand sanitizer. Then I put on my jacket, and rain boots. I don't put on the rain boots b/c of the rain. I put them on so the pee doesn't splash on my feet.

    I foolishly thought I had realistic expectations about the orphanage. I keep telling myself it is not that bad, and I will adjust. I sure hope so!

    I do appreciate the orphanage's attempt to make the toilet/shower more appealing. They named it "The Hilton". I am quite certain Paris Hilton wouldn't set foot in this "Hilton". 

  • Flashback 4.4.10 - African Easter by Volunteer in Kenya Participant Tracy Guthrie

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    It is Easter Sunday, so the other volunteers and I coordinated an Easter Egg Hunt for the kids at the orphanage. They do celebrate Easter at the orphanage, but they usually hunt for real eggs. JUST KIDDING! Their celebration is much less commercialized. There is no Easter bunny or Easter egg basket full of toys and candy. They simply celebrate Jesus and give thanks for his love. Wonder what holidays would be like in the States without a mascot and presents? 

  • Flashback 4.3.10 - What now? by Volunteer in Kenya Participant Tracy Guthrie

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    Okay God I made it safe and sound to the orphanage. What do you want me to now? What do you want me to do for these kids?

    I want to serve these kids, but I don't know how. This is going to be a very interesting 3 weeks. Jesus, show me the way.


    Hey all you bloggers out there: Have you ever felt that you know exactly what God created you for, yet at the same time totally confused on why you were put here on Earth?

    Share your struggles with me, I need some company in this weird position. 

  • Flashback 4.3.10 - Beep! Beep! by Volunteer in Kenya Participant Tracy Guthrie

    6/3/201112:38:44 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    Traffic is CRAZY!! Only some of the roads are paved, and most of them are only two lanes. There is no system or driving laws. All you need is a drivers license and the courage to navigate through the chaos. The main mode of transportaion is riding a Matutu. A ride in a Matatu is an adventure in and of itself. A matatu is a 14 passenger mini-van. The matatus don't really follow the 14 passengar rule. As a matter of fact, the don't go anywhere until there is at least 20 people and it isn't strange if the passenger sitting next to you is a chicken.

    Never again will I complain about crappy public transportation. 

  • Flashback 4.3.10 -Talk is CHEAP by Volunteer in Kenya Participant Tracy Guthrie

    6/3/201112:37:24 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    This morning Martha and Pacomis helped me buy a cell phone just for my time in Kenya.
    The whole cell phone issue was a big concern for me. AT & T charged insane fees for international roaming - $5.00 a minute. I wasn't sure how I would be able to communicate with the fam.

    Well as most of the things I get anxious about, it was no big deal at all. Pacomis took me a cell phone store, which is basically a vendor on the street to buy the phone, charger and credits. The cell phone, SIM card, and credits came to about 2,000 ksh ($26). After that we were on our way to the orphanage.

    If you can get a cell phone and minutes for that cheap, why do we pay so much?? 

  • Flashback 4.2.10 - Hotel Paradise in Nairobi by Volunteer in Kenya Participant Tracy Guthrie

    6/3/201112:36:05 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    It is 12am and we just got to the hotel in Nairobi. The name of the hotel is"Citywall Hotel". It should be called"Hole in the Wall Hotel". 
    It looks like one of those motels you see in a cheesy action film where the escaped prison mate shacks up to hide from the police. Maybe it is not that bad. "Citywall Hotel" has four floors with all the rooms inside the building, mosquito nets, security guards and a reception desk. They only take cash - schillings. It costs 5500 schilling ($73) for two rooms including breakfast. I can hear people talking on the street, and even though I have no idea what they are saying, I am certain they are buying drugs and selling their bodies.

    I took a shit in a hole in the ground, which surprisingly wasn't that bad. The hard part is aiming your pee so it doesn't splash on your feet.

    God - I ask you to help me adapt to these situations. I came here to experience the Kenyan life and culture. I also pray you keep me healthy and diarrhea free.

    Have you ever stayed somewhere that the person in the next room could have been featured on "Americas Most Wanted"? 

  • Flashback 4.2.10 - Swahili Lesson in Mid-Air by Volunteer in Kenya Participant Tracy Guthrie

    6/3/201112:33:57 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    It is Friday April 2, 2010 at 5:15pm. I am on the plane to Nairobi with about 4 hours left to go. Outside the window is this amazing view of the Sahara Desert. It seems to go on forever even at 37,000ft. How long would it seem if you were stranded there? Just thinking about it made me push the flight attendant button to ask for water.

    I am sitting next to a young man who is from Nairobi, but has been schooling in London. He helped me learn some swahili. I had all the intentions to memorize phrases and such before I left, but it didn't happen.

    Jambo -- hello
    Jina langu ni Tracy -- My name is Tracy
    Jina yako ni ?? --- what is your name?
    Asante Sana -- thank you very much
    Nina sikianja -- I'm hungry
    Wewe ni mrembo -- you are pretty
    tafadhali -- please
    bafu iko wapi -- where is the bathroom?
    pesa ngapi -- how much?
    Habari Yako -- How are you?
    Mzuri Sana -- very good
    kwaheri -- bye
    lala salama -- sleep well
    benki iko wapi -- where is the bank?
    kulia -- right
    kushoto -- left
    pole -- sorry (excuse me)

    Once you get the hang of the pronuciations, it seems pretty easy. 

  • Flashback 4.2.10 - Campaigning on an airplane by Volunteer in Kenya Participant Tracy Guthrie

    6/3/201112:31:10 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    I just met a man who is running for president of Kenya, Ledama Olekina. At first I thought "WOW! This is a big deal." But come to find out there are hundreds of people who campaign and run for president. From what I understand Kenya has seven tribes and in these tribes there are many sub groups. So, that means lots of people run for president.

    The current President is Mwai Kibaki. Kenya gained its independance in 1963, so he is only the third President. His predecessors were Jomo Kenyatta and Daniel Moi. From what I can tell, there is not such a warm fuzzy feeling about Moi.

    The man I met - Ledama Olekina, www.ledama.com, was smart to take advantage of such a captive audience. He was moving around the plane, shaking hands, and kissing babies. He was actually very nice and easy to chat with. He was curious about my trip and said I should stop by his farm - Enkanasa Village Organic Farm to taste some of their fruit and vegetables. I am not sure we will have time, but I have his phone number. You never know, he might win the election and I will have a direct dial to the President of Kenya :) 

  • Flashback 4.1.10 - Excitement comes back by Volunteer in Kenya Participant Tracy Guthrie

    6/3/201112:28:05 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    The anxiety has gone out the window and the excitment and pure
    joy is back.

    God, I want the rest of the world to experience this joy and happiness. I know the only reason I am able to feel these feelings is because of you. Before I let you in my life, I was lost and confused. I thought I could find happiness in money, clothes, bars, men, and reality TV shows. I still enjoy all of those thigns, but they don't bring me true joy. I imagine the reason I feel this joy is becuase I am doing what you created me for. Thank you for guiding me to this place. I sure didn't find it on my own.

    God, please give me the words to share the story you want to be told. This is your story, and I hope I can introduce you to others this way.

    Mom and Marlo are on my mind. God, I pray you put the right job in Marlo's path. I pray she find what she enjoys to do and have the opportunity to explore it.

    God, as you know mom is crazy nervous about my trip. I pray you calm her nerves and diminsh her fears. I pray you fill her heart with peace knowing this is your doing and you have me in your hands.

    I do want to come back alive and without harm. I want to live more and see what you have planned for me. But I am also okay if something happens and I die. It is REALLY weird to say that, but I imagine if something does happen my story might inspire others to grow in relationship with you. Please don't take this to mean I want to die, but it feels good to know be overwhelmed with anxiety about the outcome of this trip. 

  • Flashback 4.1.10 - What are the kids like? by Volunteer in Kenya Participant Tracy Guthrie

    6/3/201112:24:49 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    I am at the airport and wondering about the kids. What are they like? What are they doing right now? It is about 7pm in the evening there, so I imagine they are doing homework, and making dinner. I pray they are healthy and growing strong. I pray any issues or heartache they have, they turn to you first. I pray they have strong minds, bodies and spirits.

    At this moment I feel like I should maybe stay another week. God, if this is what you want please let me know. If so, I pray that I don't have to pay the change of flight fee for $100. 

  • Flashback 4.1.10 - Prayer for guidance on contribution by Volunteer in Kenya Participant Tracy Guthrie

    6/3/201112:23:34 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    God, I thank you so much for giving me the money to take this trip. I don't know how you got all these wonderful people inspired to contribute, but it is AWESOME!
    I think I will have about $1000 to give to the orphange. I pray that you help me make a wise decision on how you want the money to be used, and not just give on my terms. I just want to be a good steward of your money.

    Should I tell Geoffrey that I am considering making a donation but want to see how things operate first? Is that appropriate? Or should I just observe and make the decision once I am settled in? I am not sure if it would be demanding or condesending to say "I have money to give, but only if you operate your organization as I see fit." Who am I to know what is the best way to run an oprhanage in Kenya? I guess that is what you are for, God :) It is all up to you! Just let me know which direction you want me to take. 

  • T minus 6 Days! by Volunteer and Teach in China Participant Chris Schave

    6/3/201112:21:53 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    All of my final exams are finished, and I did really well. Though I did forget to look on the back page of one exam and missed 25 questions. The professor let me finish and I got an A.

    The rest of this week is filled with packing my apartment and putting everything into storage. For me, this is the hardest part about traveling for a few months. I have prepaid 4 months for a storage unit, I have to move all my stuff, and try to see all my friends before I take off. Not to mention all the other errands and phone calls to utility companies, phones companies, banks, etc.... BUT, it's all worth it.

    Now that I don't have finals to think about, I'm getting more and more excited. I fly to Washington State on Saturday to see my family before I leave. Last December my dog, Madison and I went up there, and I left her with my parents. I hate to say it, but I am most excited to see her. I talk to my parents all the time on the phone.

    Today, I'm going to go pick up a bunch of stuff that I need for the trip. Mainly toiletries and some shirts. This is going to be Awesome! the trip, not shopping... 

  • It's a process - Day 5 - by Volunteer in Kenya Participant Tracy Guthrie

    6/3/201112:17:12 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    I have been back home for 5 days now. Maybe we should say 4, because that first day home I was totally out of it. During the day things felt surreal and awkward. During the night I had crazy dreams and woke up confused about where I was. Laura, a volunteer from South Carolina, said the weird dreams could be caused by Malarone, my anti-malaria medicine. That may be true, but a few times in college I woke up confused about where I was and I wasn't taking Malarone. I think the cuase of my confusion back then was from too many Swirls at The Mont.

    The transition has been hard and I am not really sure what I feel. I am sad to be gone, thankful for the journey, glad to be home, hopeful I will be able to go back and terrified I will forget all the precious moments. 

    I thought I would want to see and talk to everyone right away, but that is not the case. It seems hard to muster the energy to tell the story as it should be told, and the words don't seem to be coming out as I would like. I have tried to share a bit of the experience with mom, dad and kip, but things seem to fall short. It was different while I was there because all of the volunteers were in the same boat. They knew what I was talking about when I said "UGH! We are having Ugali again tonight!" I am also dealing with a bit of guilt. I am not sure if my guilt is warranted, or if I am just falling into a lifestyle pattern. Before the trip I didn't realize how often I feel guilt. So that is another thing I am processing. I hope my journey backwards will help me work through some of these things.
     

  • Trial Pack #2 by Volunteer and Teach in China Participant Chris Schave

    6/3/201112:15:13 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    Today I repacked everything to make sure it would all fit after making adjustments to my packing list. It's looking pretty good.

    I keep thinking of issues I had while in Italy regarding the language barrier. Since being in the Air Force, I haven't been able to grow my hair out (on my own accord). I don't think it looks good, and it bugs me to have hair touching my ears. That being said, I needed a hair cut in Italy. When I got to the place, I quickly realized that no one there spoke English of French, and my Italian is pretty much non existent. We communicated through hand gestures and got it figured out. Well, I have a feeling that it will be a little more difficult in China, so I came up with a plan. It's very dorky and I could name at least five of my friends that would make fun of me, but I think it's a good idea. I cut a picture from a magazine of the hair cut I would like, and wrote in English and Chinese, "Do I need an appointment?" I should probably ask the price as well... I posted a picture of this along with my pre and post pack. Until next time... 

  • Finding myself at 10,000 feet by Volunteer and Teach in China Participant Chris Schave

    6/3/201112:13:34 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    I received a great email yesterday from Julie at Cultural Embrace. It was a detailed itinerary. I will highlight some of the things that I will be doing:

    Week 1- Introduction in Fengyan Village with site seeing.

    Week 2- Culture week in Yangshuo. I get to go caving and visit the ancient city of Daxu that is more than 2000 years old.

    Week 3- Village Volunteer work. I could be doing a variety of things.


    Week 4- Trekking, including hiking to and staying overnight on a temple on Chicken Foot Mountain.

    Week 5- More Village Volunteering.

    Week 6- Rock Climbing and Tai Chi.

    Week 7- Fly to Chengdu for Panda Volunteer.

    Week 8-12 I will be in Yantai teaching English.

    I was talking with a friend yesterday and I realized that this trip will probably be a life changing adventure. It's hard to explain how excited I am about this, but I'm sure it will come across in the photos I post.

    I wanted to address some questions that have been asked of me...

    Q: Why did you choose this destination?

    A: To be honest, I feel that China kind of chose me. I had plans to go to France for the summer for an internship. It didn't work out, so I had to make other arrangements. At first I was a little nervous about going to China. I still don't know a whole lot about the country, but the more I find out, the more excited I become. As you can see above, I will have an opportunity to do some pretty amazing things.

    Q: What are you most excited to see or experience while you are there?

    A: Everything! Specifically, I am excited to work with Pandas, meet the people, the trekking looks amazing, and I am probably most excited about the food. China is such a large country, so it will be very interesting to see the differences in food from region to region.

    Q: What are some of the typical customs/traditions of the area?

    A: Mostly what I have looked into is about etiquette. I know when you hand someone a business card or a present, you do so with both hands. You shouldn't put business cards in your back pocket because you will be sitting on it. Slurping food is a sign that you like the meal. People don't look at each other when walking down the street. I'd like to think that I am good at figuring out how to act fairly quickly, so I am sure I can address this topic much better when I get there.

    Q: What are some of the usual foods eaten in the area?

    A: Since I will be in different regions, the food will vary. One thing that I am really looking forward to is something called a hot pot. It's similar to fondue, but much spicier and they put hot peppers in the oil to add flavor. Also, In many areas dumplings are very popular... Just thinking about this is making me hungry.

    Tomorrow I will try and write a post about what I am doing to get ready and include some pictures of my new luggage, which I am really excited to have!

    I'll leave you all with a picture of the Temple on Chicken Foot Mountain that I will be going to. Until next time...

     

  • Visa by Volunteer and Teach in China Participant Chris Schave

    6/3/201112:06:31 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    I went down to Houston yesterday to pick up my Chinese visa. I really don't understand the consulate down there. They have 6 windows, and both times that I have been there, they only had 3 people working. One drop off, on notarizer, and a pick up person. The drop off and pick up lines were at a constant 15-20 person length, and the notorizer had no one in her line. I think they may need to hire more people.... Regardless of the wait, I now have the visa in my possession! I was going to post a pic of it, but I'm not sure the legality and safety issues that go along with that.

    My new camera lens is getting here today, and hopefully my new bags arrive soon. I will start packing up my apartment today... I hate procrastinating, so I will be making a few trips to my storage unit this week.

    I leave one week from Saturday for WA and a week and 6 days until China!!! Not that I'm counting or anything. 

  • Preparation for the flight by Volunteer in Kenya Participant Tracy Guthrie

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    I am getting ready to leave for the airport. Because we didn't have electricty on Tuesday and Wednesday, I haven't showered since Monday. Without electricity to boil the water, it is a very cold shower! So I opted to wait until today.

    The "shower" is an outside stall the size of my linen closet with no running water and I have to calculate each move when preparing for a shower:

    1. fill up hot water kettle and plug in so it can boil
    2. Put on flip flops
    3. fill my randall's re-useable grocery bag with towel, change of clothes, shampoo and conditioner, loofah, and sometimes a razor
    4. grab my bucket and cup
    5. Take the bag to the "shower" and turn the sign on the door to "busy"
    6. check on hot water to see if boiling
    7. start filling up bucket with regular water
    8. take boiling water and combine it with the bucket water
    9. fill up kettle again so I can have hot water the entire "shower"
    10. carry bucket full of to shower - about 30 yards away from where I fill the water

    Once in shower -
    1. get undressed, except for flip flops
    2. make sure towel is hanging on the back of the door so I can easily wipe my eyes
    3. throw loofah in to the bucket along with a cup
    4. put soap on loofah and start to wash
    5. rinse off soap with cup
    6. fill cup with water and pour over my head to wash and condition my hair
    7. dry myself off, and step into the bucket without flipflops on to clean my feet
    8. while standing in water, put clothes on (which means I have to balance on one foot at time
    9. wrap towel around my head
    10. put flipflops on and wash them in water

    I will need to do all of these steps before leaving for airport, which is no big deal. I have been doing it for 5 weeks. HOWEVER, this time I have to add a few more calculated steps. My clothes and shoes are dirtier than an XXX rated film. Fortunately, I kept one outfit and pair of flip-flops tucked away in my suitcase for this occasion. They will not be brought out until I leave for the airport. I am so EXCITED to put these clothes on!!! The clothes I will put on right after the shower are different than my airplane clothes. I will also take extreme caution when washing my feet (they are so dirty it looks like I have a tan line). Once I get them as clean as possible I will put on a pair of socks and my tennis shoes. I won't change into my flip flops until I get the Nairobi Airport. 

  • Au revoir Kenya!!! by Volunteer in Kenya Participant Tracy Guthrie

    6/3/201112:01:39 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    Today is my last day in the orphanage. My time here was nothing like I expected, yet everything I expected and then some. I have kept up my journal almost everyday so I will be back posting (if that is even a word) once I return home. I can't wait to share how amazing God has been to me on this trip. He gave me the gift of getting to know the children, staff, volunteers, and people in the community. But most importantly He showed me His love and I feel closer to him than ever before. 

  • Unbelizable by Volunteer in Guatemala Participant Kate Springer

    6/3/201111:51:44 AM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    If you ever want to spend all day every day frolicking with large sea animals, sucking down Planter's Punch, strolling under palm trees, and/or browning your hide, then go to San Pedro Caye of Belize. These pictures don't need explanations.  Just know that I did nothing all week and it was glorious. 
     
     
       
     
     
     
     
     
     
      

    PLANTER'S PUNCH RECIPE

     2 oz. Dark Rum 
    2 oz. Orange Juice 
    2 oz. Pineapple Juice 
    1/2 oz. Lime Juice 
    Dash Grenadine 
    Orange Slice & Cherry for garnish
    Combine 3 juices and Rum in a shaker with ice. Shake well, and strain into an ice filled Collins glass. Top with grenadine. Garnish with an Orange slice and a Maraschino Cherry. Personally, I prefer to simply drop the cherry in the punch, thus allowing it to soak up all that great flavor!
    For a thirsty crowd, multiply the recipe by number of servings and serve in a pitcher with ice. 

  • Tikal: Temple of the Jaguar by Volunteer in Guatemala Participant Kate Springer

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    And the travels through Central America begin.  First stop: Tikal.  


     




     


    From the shores of Belize, we flew to Tikal for a day tour.  Hot, humid, and full of tourists, Tikal was not the secluded natural wonder that I had imagined, but it was as picturesque as the post cards and worthy of its reputation. 




     


    The park is in the jungle—hanging vines, wild noises, shifting leaves—the real, freaking jungle. The dirt paths are well-trodden, but the park is flush with foliage in hundreds of shades of green. With all of the tourists, it was hard to glimpse a monkey or an elusive quetzal, but we could hear the birds conversing all day, with flashes of bright feathers every once in a while. 


     




     


    The University of Pennsylvania has been excavating Tikal for decades and the work they have accomplished is unbelievable.  With architecture dating back to 4th century BC, covers over 570 square kilometers with over 3000 palaces, temples, and burial grounds. 


     


     




     


    In the "Great Plaza" lie burial sites, the residence of the Mayan royal families, and the most famous structure of Tikal:  Temple #1, the Temple of the Great Jaguar.   Over 200 feet tall, this is the structure most often seen on post cards and web sites.


     




     


    Walking among ruins always gets me thinking about the lives of peoples past.  How different it must have been, and how similar.  Were people happier then? Were they obsessed with progress too?  What were the popular foods?  What did they dress like?  Did little kids aspire to be Mayan gods instead of astronauts and lawyers?  Did they have our equivalent of "sports stars"? What did they value most?  How was the wine?  Has there always been an excuse for miserable people to be miserable, whether it be a 9-5 or weed whacking in the jungle?  And why are the stairs spaced sooooo far apart?  Were the Mayans giants? 


     




     


    All I know is that if "church" was at the top of all of those stairs, 400 BC Tikal is no doubt where religious divergence began.   

  • Last day in San Mateo by Volunteer in Guatemala Participant Kate Springer

    6/3/201111:41:30 AM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    I have avoided writing this blog because I knew it would be hard--to relive the day, to see pictures of the kids, to once again feel all of the love in that little house.  It would mean that I am accepting closure, that I am acknowledging the end of my travels.  That now, I am sitting around filling out temp agency applications instead of making sand castles in the Caribbean.  But having been home for a week, it's time to embrace the time honored cliché:  All good things, especially the best things, come to an end.

    Chicken Bus decorations
     
    My last chicken bus ride was a poor sampling.  Hoping to show my parents what I have been talking about, you know--deafening reggaeton, wheels falling off, engine stalling, packed house, pick pocketers--I was disappointed when the bus was half full and fully functioning.  Now that both Chris and my parents have enjoyed calm, safe, comfortable chicken bus rides, my credibility is starting to feel questionable.
     

    The only thing wrong with the bus ride was me.  I rode the entire way in a daze, going over in my head what I wanted to say (in spanish) and prepping myself for good byes.

    Leaving the kids, Juan and Judith, and my life in San Mateo was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. Luckily, Juan and Judith made my last day as upbeat and positive as possible with games, smores, and lots of dancing.



    As when Nick left,  Juan and Judith shared kind, eloquent words and then the kids got in a long line and each handed me a note coupled with a big hug.  Then of course, it was my turn to speak.  It is hard to be articulate in spanish when you're choking back tears, but I did my best to express to Juan, Judith, the kids, and the other volunteers that they have changed my life, that in three short months I have learned so much—



    —to approach every opportunity with an open heart and an open mind—

     
    —to live simply, and to appreciate the beauty in simplicity—
     
     
    —to always be prepared for tomorrow—
     
     
    —to live not solely for yourself, but also for those you love—
     
    I know my future is capricious, but one thing is certain: I will be back to San Mateo.  I will once again laugh and cry under that worn tin roof.  And I will be at home. 
     
     Del cielo cayó una rosa
    Mi madre la recogió
    Se la pusó en el cabello
    Y que linda se miró 
  • Semana Santa! by Volunteer in Guatemala Participant Kate Springer

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    Every Sunday during Lent, the processions in Antigua grew larger and larger.  By Semana Santa, the processions lasted over 12 hours and employed thousands of purple-robed Guatemalans.   
      
      
     
     
    Before the procession passed through the streets, residents would create intricate alfombras, rugs made of died wood chippings, sand, grass, or fruits/vegetables.  The rugs, beautiful and time-intensive, are destroyed in seconds as one hundred robed feet pass over. 
     
     
    The processions carried on late into the night, often ending around dawn.  One of the most famous processions, La Merced, is depicted  below.
     
     
    The Guatemalan women also play a big part in Semana Santa.  Every procession has a women's anda, stand, that is carried by 80 women on each side.  The anda is made of long, thick wood and is very heavy.  Por eso, the walk is slow and grueling, in tune with the music. 
       
     
     And the music, slow and somber, is one of the most memorable aspects of Semana Santa.  Hundred of brass players and percussionists march with the procession, repeating the same somber songs that strike a deep chord with the spectators.
     

     
    The church, musicians, and spectators aren't the only ones benefitting from Semana Santa.  Hundred of local vendors gathered to prey on the big crowds.  I may or may not have been subject to sales pressure and caved, of course, buying some sweet shades and a balloon.  
     
     

  • Prep by Volunteer and Teach in China Participant Chris Schave

    6/3/201111:31:08 AM Link 0 comments | Add comment

    China, Featured Participants, Teach, Volunteer

    Today I woke up at 5:00 AM to drive down to the Chinese Consulate in Houston... It was a 6 hour drive round trip, but I got my visa paperwork submitted. Most of the people there were Chinese and a lot of them were yelling back and forth across the room at each other in Mandarin. The whole time I was thinking to myself, "I'm in for a big culture shock!" I couldn't be more excited though. Unfortunately, I have to drive back Wednesday to pick up my passport and visa. Not looking forward to that drive again...

    In related news, I received my pre departure kit from Cultural Embrace yesterday, and it had all sorts of good information in it. It seems like no matter how many times I go over my packing list, I always forget something. Luckily, I could compare what I had written down with what they suggested I should bring. As usual, theirs had stuff I forgot to put on my list.

    Until next time... 

  • Big Day by Volunteer and Teach in China Participant Chris Schave

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    For those that don't know me, I am a very organized person and though I may not show it, my future is generally very planned out. This may seem like a contradiction, but I am also as spontaneous as I can be.

    Today was a pretty big day for me. I purchased my plane tickets! On the 15th I will fly up to Portland, Oregon to see my family before I leave. For the record, I have the best, most supportive parents, and I'm really looking forward to seeing them. Since I joined the military I usually see them only a few times a year. I'll be in Washington for 4 days, then head back to Portland on the 19th of may. I'll fly to LA, then to Guangzhou Baiyun, then to Guilin. When I get to Guilin someone will pick me up there and I will go to the town of Yangshuo. This is my final destination.

    So when I get to Yangshuo my schedule will be as followed:

    Week One: Introduction week
    Week Two: Village volunteer week
    Week Three: Cultural week
    Week Four: Trekking week

    After that I may be doing week of rock climbing and Tai Chi, then spend a week in the Sichuan Province with a Volunteer Panda Program. Not sure what that entails, but it sounds pretty awesome. After about 7 or 8 weeks I will go to Yantai and teach. As of right now, I'm hoping that this schedule is how everything plays out.

    Here's a picture of the Pandas in Sichuan. Until next time...

     

  • A little about me by Volunteer and Teach in China Participant Chris Schave

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    I grew up in Centralia, Washington and after graduating high school and going to two years of college, I joined the Air Force. While serving I was stationed in Mountain Home, Idaho, and Keflavik, Iceland. Upon getting out of the military, I moved to Austin, Texas and am going to school at Texas State University- San Marcos. Currently, I am an International Business Senior and will be graduating December, 2010.

    Last summer I had the opportunity to go on two study abroad programs through my university. One to Florence, Italy and the Rennes and Paris, France. This was an amazing experience, and since I have been back I have been looking for another reason to go abroad. This chance came about when I was looking for an internship abroad. I will be going to China this summer to take part in two programs that Cultural Embrace set up for me. Along with that. I am fulfilling an internship with them in Marketing. If you are interested in going abroad, I highly recommend going through Cultural Embrace. They have programs all around the world, and take care of most of the leg work for you.

    The mission statement of Cultural Embrace is “discover the similarities, share the differences.” This hits pretty close to home for me because, as anyone that has traveled can tell you, the world is a diverse place. With that being said, we can all find commonalities within each other as human beings. When I was in Italy last summer, I had a great time with people that I couldn’t really speak to. They didn’t know English, and my Italian is pretty bad, yet we found common ground and made it work.

    To me, traveling is everything, it’s what I’m good at. My life motto is, “the world is my oyster, shuck it!” Meaning, grab life by the horns and make it happen. So, if you are slightly interested in seeing the world, check out Cultural Embrace online at www.culturalembrace.com and see what they have to offer. 

  • Hello World! by China Volunteer and Teach Participant Chris Schave

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    This will hopefully be my blog while I am spending time in China this summer. Today I learned that I will be going to two regions in China for two completely different reasons.

    First, I will be going to Yangshuo in the south of China to do volunteer work for a little over a month.

    Next I will head north to the city of Yantai, which is on the eastern seaboard of China on the Yellow Sea. While there, I will be teaching at an English College for around a month.

    All of this will be coordinated through Cultural Embrace. I will be posting a lot of pictures and writing as much as possible. 

  • City Girl Meets Wildlife Cheetah Conservation Project by CE Founder Emlyn Lee

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    Emlyn's Expressions, South Africa, Volunteer

    I was born and raised in the outskirt burbs of Washington, DC, so I'd consider myself more of a city girl. So, working on a farm, tracking animals, or cleaning feed stations never really ranked high on my priority list of things to do. However, there is something about being in Africa’s bushland that makes me reconsider portraying Meryl Streep in “Out of Africa”.

    Less than an hour outside of Johannesburg, Cultural Embrace has partnered with a local wildlife rehabilitation center, that is home to over 40 cheetahs (including a king cheetah), wildogs, honeybadgers, storks, blue heron, meerkat. The farm is over 120 hectares (~300+ acres) filled with love, passion, and dedication to rehabilitate, breed, and DNA-tested the animals to ensure inbreeding.

    Today, I met with Craig, a former naturalist at Kruger National Park, who will be the on-site coordinator with Cultural Embrace’s volunteers. Craig energetically described how many of the cheetahs were rescued as injured cubs from the bush or from other farms. The center tracks, researches, breeds, and cares for cheetahs and other endangered animals. Some of the animals are bred for zoos around the world.

    Volunteers will work with Craig and the center’s staff to clean and maintain the cheetah enclosures, attend school presentations to teach about wildlife conservation, put up and maintain fences, feed the animals, and assist the researchers with recording information and tracking the animals.

    Volunteers start their day around 7:00am and work for ~2 hours, and then have a half hour breakfast break. Then they work until noon, with a two hours lunch and siesta break. There is internet access in the volunteer’s room at the center to connect with friends and family back home. Then they continue on at the center for another 2-2.5 hours until about 4:30pm. Then the group of volunteers will return back to their lovely volunteer house, located down the road from the center. About twice a week the group will go in to the city to shop for groceries, and to connect with 'civilization'.

    All meals, housing, and ground transportation are included with our program, that is available all year round for a minimum of two weeks. It is a fun and wonderful way to interact with the animals, as well as make friends with staff and other volunteers from around the world. All of the volunteers cook and eat dinner together, and share a wonderful family-communal setup. Craig usually lights the barbecue pit up at least once or twice a month for a typical South African braai. There are plenty of fun and social activities to do during the weekends, from going to Sun City, Pretoria, Johannesburg, or the Elephant Research Center, hiking, mountain biking, and so much more.

    After I spent the morning with the cheetahs, I fell in love with Scarlet—an 8 years old cheetah who acts more domesticated than my cat at home. Perhaps the land of Robert Redfords, cheetahs, and South African braais aren’t so bad for this city slickette. 

  • Hanging with the kids by Volunteer in Kenya Participant Tracy Guthrie

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    I am sitting at the orphanage with Beatrice, Joyce, Erick, Simon, and Albert. We finished dinner about 9:00pm and are now playing on the computer.

    Beatrice is 14 yrs old, and wants to work with computers as well as run her own orphanage. She hopes to take care of HUNDREDS of kids who are vulnerable and in need. She prays to God that all the kids at WWB have food, love and peace. She also prays for internally displaced persons who were misplaced during post-election violence.

    Erick is a staff member of the orphanage who works in the field for the sponsored kids. He does school and home visitation to find out what the children need. Most kids live in the village but he still has to walk 10 to 15 miles a day.

    Simon is a crazy silly boy who doesn't know if is 10, 11, 12 or 13 years old. He can't remember :) Simon wants to be a sweeper when he grows - up, which is good because he sweeps everyday at the orphanage. Just now he changed his mind and wants to be a pilot. Now he wants to be a football player. He has a lot of decisions to make!

    Even though it is past their bed time, the kids are still watching football. Well everyone but Simon, he is still sweeping!

    The kids say hello and GOOD MORNING! 

  • Cultural Embrace's Volunteer in Eastern Cape, South Africa Projects by CE Founder Emlyn Lee

    6/3/201111:19:30 AM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    I spent a few days meeting with my partners from the Eastern Cape area. If you have been following my blogs, you will know how awe-struck I am of how GORGEOUS this region is. Although the Eastern Cape is considered to be the poorest province of South Africa…I find it rich with amazing topography, rugged coastlines, surfable waves, green valleys and meadows (even with a three year drought), good international food, laid back and friendly people.


    You can fly in to East London (quick 1-1.5 hours from Capetown and Johannesburg respectively), or do what Liz, Dex, and I did on this trip and drive up, or take one of our partnering hop-on, hop-off buses, which takes you along the breath-taking Garden Route and Sunshine Coast. Cultural Embrace’s local coordinator, Mike, and his crew will pick you up from the airport or bus station, and take you to your volunteer lodge. Housing is included, yet varies depending on the project, occupancy level, and season, but are clean, comfortable, and exceeds my expectations. All meals (delicious by the way, with plenty of fresh fruit) are included, and are able to meet special dietary and allergy requests. Private ground transportation is included to transport volunteers to and from your project site and accommodation, as well as any cultural and social activities that volunteers opt to do over the weekend. However, many volunteers choose to walk to their project sites since it allows them a chance to exercise, walk on the beach, and it’s very safe. I visited each project’s sites and housing, and they are awwwesome! I’ll write a brief description about the volunteer and housing arrangements in paragraph form.

    Schools Projects-we are working with three local schools to help fundraise and facilitate a computer literacy program. Small computer labs have recently been built, and Mike (who has degrees in education and English) has created a full curriculum to teach the students computer skills matched with life skills. If you are fond of sports, there is an Interactive Sports Development project, where you will train, coach, and play with the children at school. We are trying to encourage health, nutrition, and exercise at a young age. Group sports like football/soccer, basketball, and other team-building games are taught.Creche Projects are equivalent to at-need nursery schools and preschool education back in the States. Many of the local crèches are not meeting the standards enforced by the Ministry of Health (usually because no one is enforcing them), so we need individuals and groups to volunteer in maintenance, renovations, painting, gardening, cleaning, playground building, and other fun and rewarding physical work. All volunteers will live in a lovely volunteer home that overlooks the water. Double and triple rooms are available, with shared bathrooms, kitchen, patios, living and dining room. Self-catered breakfasts and lunches are included, and family style dinners are prepared daily.

    Wild Life Conservation Project provides volunteers to work on a private game reserve to help local rangers to track and preserve cheetahs, lions, birds, and insects. Positions are rotational, so you will never have a dull moment of feeding the animals, cleaning the stations, removing snares (barbed wires that poachers put up to trap the animals), track and monitor wildlife and fauna cycles with conservationists, and much more. Experience and background skills of animals and fauna are helpful but not required. There are super skilled conservationists that train and be with the volunteers at all times. Housing is located on the private reserve in a shared basic tented camp. Meals and social areas are located not far along a trail in a large platform tent. There is a barbecue pit and bar area for the volunteers to relax and enjoy the stars at night.

    If you like horses and interested in working at a Horse Trail & Rehabilitation, a local farm is home to over 40 abused horses. Volunteers will assist with feeding, mending, and visual medical check of the horses. Volunteers from the horse rehab project will be living at the volunteer’s lodge with the School Project volunteers.

    If you are interested in any tourism, hospitality, wildlife, and environmental interested opportunities, Cultural Embrace and our local partners offer aField Guide Training Course. This one month nature and field guide training course is available for personal or professional development for FGASA (Field Guide Association of Southern Africa). You will live, work and learn under the professional tuition of Dennis Taylor as your lecturer. Dennis is walking encyclopedia of every animal, plant, and fauna species, and will train you for FGASA Level 1’s accreditation. Who knows, you can always take the Field Guide exam to be a safari naturalist, environmentalist, work at a lodge, or improve your personal wealth of knowledge in a fun and educational environment.

    I can go on and on as far as fun and recreational things to do in or near Chintsa. There are some of the most beautiful beaches that I have seen on this planet, people from all over the world flock to this area to learn and catch killer waves for surfing. Paragliding, kite-surfing, canoeing, tubing, cliff diving, and hiking are just a few recreational activities available in the area. And chances to spot dolphins, whales, and a wide variety of fishes are prevalent.

    I encourage you to take the plunge to Volunteer and Travel in South Africa.Chintsa has a lot to offer to serve children, communities, and the wildlife; as well as provide ample opportunities for you to have an exciting and memorable experience in a beautiful setting. 
  • The Greatest Love of All by CE Founder Emlyn Lee

    6/3/201111:16:57 AM Link 0 comments | Add comment

    Emlyn's Expressions, South Africa, Volunteer

    Like Whitney Houston, ‘I believe that children are our future. Teach them well and let them lead the way, show them all the beauty they possess inside. ..’ I spent the day visiting three local schools in the townships and rural areas of Chintsa, Eastern Cape, South Africa, and agree that these children possess beauty both inside and out.

    The moment I got out of Cultural Embrace’s local coordinator’s van, children would come running to the gate, and grabbed my hand immediately. They weren’t asking for money or candy, but just wanted to hang with me. Most of them were wearing dusty clothes or dirty school uniforms. Many of the youngsters’ hair were nappy. Several of them had dried snots encrusted above their lip line. But of the children that I encountered, I would look in to their big, brown eyes, and discovered them…sparkling!

    My eyes widened too as I looked around the school grounds and townships, unfortunately more out of dismay of how meager and poor the area was, but the children’s smiles were infectious, that my cheeks would easily loosen. Cultural Embrace’s local coordinator, Mike, informed me that they had quite a good reputation in the area, sponsoring and helping so many children, families, schools, communities, eco projects, reading and computer projects, facilitating community markets and co-operatives, and much more. The van comes by several times a day to drop off and pick up volunteers, staff, supplies, etc…all providing these children and community members hope, faith, and pride.

    “Give them a sense of pride, to make it easier…let the children’s laughter, remind us how it used to be…” Isn’t that so true? It’s not the material things, but the basics of love, attention, nurture, and care that children, no matter what nationality need. Thus extending my hand to allow these children to latch on was effortless. I invite you to join a Cultural Embrace Volunteer program or service trip that will allow you to have a meaningful experience on your next adventure abroad. All of our destinations include some sort of service to give back to the local community and get involved with children so that we can all pass along the greatest love of all. 

  • Holy Cow! by Volunteer in Kenya Participant Tracy Guthrie

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    I might be buying a cow for the orphanage!

    The kids get three good meals a day, but only get milk once a week. A local nurse strongly recommended they drink at least one glass of milk per day. Solving this problem is not as easy as one would think. The orphanage doesn't currently have the funds to provide milk each day for all 34 kids. Even if they did have the $$, they don't have a refrigerator big enough to keep the milk from spoiling. In addition, the electricity can be unreliable. They have it, but there are many days when it is off for hours at a time.

    So I started discussing with Zach, the orphanage manager, ways I can help resolve the problem. I told him investing in the children's future is important to me, and I feel a glass of milk a day is necessary for the kids to grow strong and healthy.

    Zach just came to me and said it would be best to buy a cow. He said buying a cow is not only a long term resolution, but better for the kids. If they have their own cow, they can ensure the milk will be safe to drink. So tomorrow we are going to look at cows. The requirement is that the cow will produce at least 10 liters a day.

    I will keep you posted on how the purchase is coming along. In the meantime start thinking of names for the cow! 

  • Más! más! más!

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    This week we raised 800Q ($100) selling jewelry, which is a lot by Guatemalan standards.  It's not always that profitable, but we can usually count on $50 a week selling jewelry during break at the language school (10-10:30 am).  


     


    The extra income helps to offset the costs of school materials as the kids go through notebook after notebook of tarea.  I am reluctant to leave the modest little business without a selling successor, but feel good that a few of the kids have really taken to the art (craft?) and at the very least can have fun with it.  


     



    I left some Joyas stands in a few gringrofied cafés so that they could sell on their own.   I am hoping the jewelry stands will earn a few extra dollars a month or at the very least spread the word about the orphanage. 


     




     


    The baby bracelet on the top right hasn't sold yet. My team of jewelry makers have a different concept of what fits. 


     


    The little sombreros at the bottom are made out of Avacado seeds.  One of the older kids, Carlos, carves them during craft hour. Que talento!


     


     




    más!


     




    más!


     




    más!


     




     


    Picture me in that chair and you have an idea of what my mornings look like.  

  • HUG Project with Appalachian State by CE Founder Emlyn Lee

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    In just one week, the Appalachian State University volunteers built the foundations of a library, cleaned and painted seven houses throughout San Mateo, and experienced Guatemala like true Chapínes.
     
    From the first day, I could tell that this group of volunteers had great chemistry, big hearts, and a good sense of humor—all useful characteristics in combatting the daunting work that lay ahead.
     
     
    To get to know each other and Antigua, we went to Frida's for some Mexican flavor on Sunday night.  Not quite typical Guatemalan food, but all the staples were there—tortillas, black beans, chicken and rice.  Plus, Frida's fajitas are divine.
     
     
    Before we started
     
    Early Monday morning, everyone greeted the first day of hard labor with the good spirits and positive energy that I would come to expect.  The week's primary goal was to lay the foundation for a library on the second story of the orphanage.  The construction area, however, was closer to a junk yard than a library.  When the volunteers got there, the upstairs was littered with toys, donated books, trash, and an unused mattress.   
     
    Photo, Kristin Johnson
     
    The mess didn't phase the volunteers though.  They were ready for any and every task Juan assigned: a guerrilla war against arañas (spiders),  or naranjas!! (oranges), if your spanish is rusty; two hours to carry 555 cinder blocks into the orphanage; or, an overhaul of the trash collection that had become the backyard.  In groups of five, the fifteen volunteers attacked every corner of the orphanage, including the dance floor.  
      
    The volunteers completely reconfigured the back yard, itemized and organized the existing makeshift library, and prepared the construction area for its cement foundation. 
     
     
    Photo, Kristin Johnson
     
    Although there were two strapping young men in the group, not one of the thirteen girls shied away from the dirty work.  Las chicas took turns sieving sand, mixing cement, and plastering the walls.  
     
     
    New Blue Walls—Photo, Kristin Johnson
     

    Library walls afterwards—Photo, Amy Johnson
     
    While a group of five was constantly working hard on the library, the other two groups helped the rest of San Mateo by cleaning and painting seven homes of children who attend the orphanage.  By the end of the week, the locals recognized and greeted the volunteers.  And the kids, well, they had fifteen new best friends to play with. 
     
     
     
     
    One of the most memorable events of the week was Thursday's lunch.  To show their appreciation for the work that Appalachian State did in the orphanage and throughout the community, local women prepared Pepian de Pollo, a Guatemalteca specialty. The women prepared enough for all of the volunteers and 46 children.  Although half of the group was incapacitated by stomach cramps, the volunteers did their best to digest the generous gesture. 
     
     
    Pepian de Pollo Recipe
     
    Ingredients:  
    3 Pounds Chicken — in large pieces
    4 Cups Water
    1 Teaspoon Salt
    2 Large Tomatoes — chopped
    5 Medium Tomatillos — chopped
    1 Large Pasilla Chile — chopped
    1 Large Guajillo Chile — chopped
    1/2 Cup Sesame Seeds
    1 Tablespoon Squash Seeds — optional
    1 Stick Cinnamon
    2 Teaspoons Red Pepper Flakes
    1/2 Cup French Bread Crumbs — moistened with broth
    1/4 Teaspoon Achiote
    1 Tablespoon Flour
     
    Directions: Cook chicken in 3 cups water with salt for 30 minutes. Cook tomatoes, tomatillos, both chiles in 1 cup water for 10 minutes. Toast sesame and squash seeds, cinnamon stick and hot chile flakes in a dry skillet over low heat for about 10 minutes. Careful not to burn them. Process toasted ingredients to a powder, then add to tomato mixture. Process this mixture to a smooth paste. Add bread, achiote, 2 cups chicken broth and flour. Process this to a smooth paste. Add this sauce to the chicken. Simmer over low heat for 15 minutes or until sauce is a thick red paste. Serve with tortillas or rice.
     
     Despite the long, hot, and duro days, the volunteers were always ready for the afternoon activities.  Every evening we experienced a different element of Guatemala—tours of a coffee plantation, macadamia farm, and jade factory; salsa and meringue lessons; and lots of artisan markets.  
      
    "Top Quality" Beans Drying 
     
    Jade Mask at Carlos's One-Man Fábrica- Photo, Samantha Lane
     
    Fun, if not effective, salsa lessons- Photo, Kristin Johnson
     
    In just a week, each App Stater became part of a family in San Miguel and part of the community in San Mateo.   At the going away dinner on Friday night, the host families provided dinner, the coordinators offered speeches and the volunteers supplied saucy dance moves. 
     
     
    App State's many quirks and personalities made it hard to say good bye on Saturday, but as a consolation, we started planning my visit to Boone, North Carolina this summer.  I hope that the HUG projects continue to be this successful, but the open minds and open hearts of App State will be hard to beat.  
     
     

  • More Joyas de Hope

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    And now, earrings.  Again, made from naturally colored beans that Juan and Judith grow in their garden and semi-entirely by the kids in San Mateo.   


     


    Earrings are 40 Quetzales, or $5 a pair.  Let me know if you'd like me to bring some home for you.   Color requests are welcome. 


     




     


    All proceeds go toward the kids' school supplies and come with good karma.  Thank you for your support!


     


     

  • Sudor y Amor: Rendezvous in Guatemala

    6/3/201110:51:19 AM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    Although I didn't think Chris would depart from Newark in the face of the latest East coast apocalyptic blizzard, he showed up as planned on Thursday evening. Three days with Chris weren't nearly enough, but we covered the basics:  San Mateo, tortillas, sunshine, mojitos, and lava.  Next time, we will make it to the beach.  
     
     
    Liquados and views of Volcán Agua from Café Sky
     
     
    On Friday, we took a chicken bus up to San Mateo where confusing games, rhythmless dancing, and running in circles gave Chris an idea of what I do every day. Always a little shy at first, the kids stared Chris down before making two important judgements: he can't dance, but he is a buena onda.  
     
     
     Chris's interactions with the kids were graceless and thus hilarious.  As Chris doesn't speak Spanish, but will quickly remind me that he knows some French, the kids spent a lot of time communicating through body language, namely, grabbing his hands and jumping on him.  


    He wasn't totally lost in San Mateo, however.  As it turns out, Chris is actually quite good at making jewelry—and I dare say that he enjoyed it.

     
    After our trip to San Mateo, we wandered along the cobblestone streets of Antigua. We had dinner at Las Palmas, a noncommittally Cuban restaurant thats cuisine and decor have been cross-bred from various Latin American cultures.   We didn't learn much about Cuba by dining at Las Palmas, but we did enjoy two fantastic steaks and learn that there are four glasses (if you pour like Chris) or six glasses (if you're more urbane) in an average bottle of wine.  
     
     
    On Saturday, we deferred our excitement for the volcano trek and filled the morning with ruins: La Catedral de San Francisco and Las Ruinas de Santo Domingo as pictured above and below, respectively.   
     
     
    In 1717, Antigua suffered from a 7.7 magnitude earthquake that destroyed 3,000 of the city's majestic colonial buildings.  Again in 1773,  a string of earthquakes caused yet more damage, the remnants still visible today. 
      
     
    With much anticipation, it finally came time to climb Volcán Pacaya.  Most who travel through Antigua make this hike within the first few days, but I have been waiting patiently for Chris to come so that we could sweat it out together.   And sweat we did.
     

    I have been going to the gym religiously in Antigua, but no amount of time on the elliptical could have prepared me for this hike. We stayed at the head of the pack, crossing the hardened lava with the more experienced explorers, but the people to our left and right didn't break a sweat nor skip a beat in conversation.  

    The messiest without exception were Chris, me, and "el gordo" (the fat guy who the guides kept teasing, offering him a horse as a "taxi." After 999 adamant "No, gracias'," he forfeited his dignity and got on a caballo). 
     
      
    Approaching the lava was like walking into the deepest depths of Mordor;  I kept waiting for Gollum to emerge and alter my reality.  With or without Frodo, though, the thick mist gathering on the mountainside was too eerie to be anything but the end of the world. 
     
     
    The lava was just a few feet away from us.  With uneven footing and masses of tourists navigating their way toward the lava, it is a wonder there aren't more burn victims.  Gotta love safety standards in Central America.


    And here's the mouth of the monster where Chris made himself useful and roasted some marshmallows, melting his shoe soles and charring his leg hair in the process. 
     
    While Volcán Pacaya was the highlight for both of us, the whole weekend was incredible.  I was so thrilled to introduce Chris to my little life here and share the sunshine with someone who needs it (first time ever that I am tanner than him).  Now, I just need to get everyone else to visit...any takers?
     
  • Baile de Nuestros Tradiciones

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    All of last week, the kids from San Mateo were practicing two traditional dances:  "Instrumentos de Labranza" and "Nuestros Tradiciones."  Garbed in traditional Mayan attire, the kids practiced their steps in hopes to give a perfect performance at the language school on February 9th for the school's anniversary party.  With their beautiful costumes, cultural insight, and adorable smiles, the orphanage hopes to start a small performance business at local language schools in order to earn extra money for school supplies, clothes, shoes, classes, etc.

    In the dance, the newlyweds are christened at the same time two youth undergo their First Communion.  The ceremony is typically performed in the home after a traditional Catholic ceremony and is followed by a  lunch or dinner with the family and clergy. 


    Later, the bride must clean up everything until one or two in the morning while her husband waits for her at home.   While tradition varies from pueblo to pueblo, honeymoons are not common and the size of the celebration is dependent on the value of the "vendition." 

  • A Quick Trip to Lago Atitlan

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    This weekend I went to Lago Atitlán to enjoy the enchanted forests of el pueblo, San Marcos.  San Marcos is one of many towns bordering the lake and is known for its mystic atmosphere, but definitely not its nightlife. Although San Marcos did not offer much other than meditation after dinner, there was plenty to do in the sunshine.  


     

    We stayed at hotel La Paz in a thatched roofed cabana with bathrooms showered in foliage, a traditional Mayan sauna, and yoga available at all hours of the day.
     
    The walk way to La Paz
     
    Our outdoor shower, equipped with a verdant roofing system.
     
    After practicing yoga in the fresh morning air, Rachel and I climbed rocks and navigated steep mountain paths to find a quiet place to sunbathe.  We jumped from cliffs overlooking the clear water, swam amongst miniature crabs, and sunbathed near nude swimmers.  We stayed on the rocks until dusk, befriending both locals and travelers as they passed by.  
      
    The edge or our perfect sunbathing rock
     
    Despite its peaceful ambience, the empty town became a little eerie in the evenings.   Rachel and I got the impression that San Marcos could be a dangerous, albeit beautiful, place to get lost in at night. 
     
      The largest street in San Marcos

    After dinner Saturday night, we went looking for a bit of revery, but only found deserted gardens and some wandering locals; the winding dirt paths were empty, all three restaurants were closed, and the hippies must have wrapped themselves in their fair trade ponchos and retired to meditate.
     
    Locals doing their thing
     
    When I have a long weekend, I plan to return to Lago Atitlán. A day and half was not nearly enough.  
  • Buena Vista and Katie's Casa

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    This weekend I stayed in Antigua to descansar un poco, but the weekend was full of action despite my intentions.

    After a mint flavored hookah at the popular lounge downtown, we flocked to Cielo'swhere two members of the Buena Vista Social Club performed saucy salsa jams.
     


    In Havana, the Buena Vista Social Club was a well known salsa house where members could dance the night away.  Considered the Golden Age of Cuban Music, in the 40s and 50s Buena Vista Social Club provided a place for talented and innovative musicians to collaborate.  

    In the 90s, some members finally recorded a compilation album as well as a produced a documentary.  Both productions were international successes and restored some of  Buena Vista Social Club's former glory.



    Friday night, Katie Dowd came to Antigua and stayed the night.  We went out to dinner at Frida's, a low lit cafe dedicated to Frida Kahlo with mosaics and Mexican artwork adorning the walls.  After turning in for an early night, I went to Parramos with Katie the next day. 

    At the NPH (Nuestros Pequeños Hermanos) facility, I met Katie's friends, some of her students, and ate delicious home made pizza.  The NPH place resembles a small campus with well-maintained buildings, lawns, and playgrounds.  It's presentation is impressive and seems like a safe and loving place for displaced or abandoned kids to grow up.

    After meeting lots of kids and volunteers, Katie and I planned our entire trip down to Panama.  There is so much to do in Central America that we won't be able to cover nearly everything, but we agreed on some must-see places—waterfalls, cloud forests, jungles, cave repelling, canopy zip lines, volcano climbs, and lots of beaches—that should serve as a sound introduction to Central America.

     
  • A Taste of Rio Dulce and Livingston

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    As it turns out, Rio Dulce is not all that sweet and Livingston has its own flavor. 
     
     
    Last weekend, an easy six-hour shuttle ride to Rio Dulce turned into a fourteen-hour mega adventure my mother considers "dangerous" and I consider "funny."  At the time it wasn't that humorous, but the drug dealers and drunks on boat docks, 37 mosquito bites, and competitive card games with a group of ten-year old Garifuna boys (games I instigated in hopes to protect myself from the drug dealers and drunks on the boat dock) are at least a little bit funny in hindsight. 
     
    After the aforementioned scenic route to Livingston, I found my friend Anne, as planned, swaying to tortoise shell drums and maracas amidst a mixed population of Black Garifuna, Guatemalan Mayans, and tourists.  
     
    This Garifuna music, called Punta, is a traditional style of drumming that is often accompanied by hips that gyrate in all kinds of unnatural ways (traditionally, and appropriately, considered a "fertility" dance).  Lacking the joint flexibility necessary to fit in, we kept our hips out of the local discotechs and instead frequented a small bar al lado de la playa. 
     
     
    Next to the beach, I tasted my first "Coco Loco,"a concoction that is famous in the Caribbean. Made from a rum that is soaked in herbs then added to the coconut milk, the drink has a peculiar taste that grows on you by the end (much like most strong drinks).   Originally, the herb-infused rum was used to alleviate stomach pains.  With attention from tourists, however, its primary purpose eventually changed from medicinal to inebriant.  
     
    Lately, tourism has been slow in Livingston.  After certain, ambiguous violent encounters between locals and tourists a few years past, the once ripe and lively Livingston is showing signs of decay.  The hotels are crumbling, street dogs govern the alleyways, and most of the local bars are two people short of deserted. 
     
     This eerie, abandoned quality is augmented by the haunted blank looks of people sitting, dazed on porches while distant Garifuna chants and drums stir otherwise silent streets.  
     
     Presently, Livingston is only accessible through boat.  The lancha business has supported local families for generations but may be facing its demise.   Despite local protest, the Guatemalan government is building a road through the jungle that will connect Livingston to the rest of the country.  
      
    With this impending road, the lancha business will be wiped out, costing Livingston its one source of sustainable income, not to mention dire implications on the time-honored language and culture. 
     
     The Garifuna that reside in Livingston are descendents of West Africans, Caribs, and Arawak.  According to oral history, while delivering slaves from Spain to the Americas, two Hispanic slave ships ran off course and crashed near St. Vincent.  The Africans that survived intermixed with the existing culture on the island and created a new African-Carib generation.   
     

    After the Treaty of Paris in 1763, the British violently took over St. Vincent and deported all of the African looking civilians to an island off of the coast of Honduras called Roatán.  Eventually, the island became too small for the growing community and with Spanish permission, the Garifuna moved toward the mainland, spreading out across the Caribbean coast.  
     
    Some locals fear that this intermingling between the rest of Guatemala and Livingston will cause both the local business and local flavor to fade.  Just looking around, noting how distinct Livingston is from Mayan Guatemala, it is hard to disagree.  Livingston has a foreign feel, a Caribbean cool with an African accent that is unlike the rest of Guatemala.  It will be interesting, and quite possibly tragic, to see what happens to this Garifuna community. 
     
     
    To invest in what's left of the local economy as well as to work on our tans, Anne and I took a lancha to a remote beach called playa blanca. 
     
    We also went hiking around the Seven Altars, los siete altares.  The Seven Altars are a group of waterfalls and swimming pools that run through jungle foliage.  But thanks to the dry season that has denied the coast rain for the last two weeks, there were no waterfalls and only one pool deep enough to swim in.  Despite its desiccation, the high trees and clear waters surrounding Seven Altars were a relaxing place to nurse my sunburn.
     
    To start the trip back to Antigua, we took a boat tour up the river for which the area is famed: Rio Dulce.  Along the river we stopped at various sites such as the Lago de Flores, or lake of flowers.  Here, thousands of lily pads spot the coast while local kids paddle around in child-size canoes.  
      
     
    And then there were the hot hot hot springs, aguas muy muy muy calientes, that were too hot to swim in.  If you have ever absent-mindedly filled up a bathtub only to sit on the porcelain edge and probe the scalding water with a hesitant foot every ten minutes until it reaches a tolerable temperature, then you can relate.
     
    And the last stop was el Castillo de San Felipe, a castle alongside Rio Dulce that was built in the 1500s to ward off pirate attacks, not all that successfully.  
     
     
    After the tour, Anne and I were dropped off in Rio Dulce, the city.  While the river is a majestic force of nature, the town absorbed little if any of this beauty.  Rio Dulce is primarily a launching pad, where you grab a lancha and get out.  It consists of a maniacal market street where Guatemalans bark out discounted prices and black smoke pumps out of passing buses.  
     
     
     
    Our place of residence was pleasantly located across the bridge and far away from the market mania.  We spent the night at this sweet refuge, books and licuados nearby, before starting the (this time) seamless ride back to Antigua. 
     
     

  • los ninos y la luna, nos vamos a la cama by Volunteer in Guatemala Participant Kate Springer

    6/2/20111:41:45 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    For much of the past month, a quirky Canadian has been volunteering with me in San Mateo.  Originally from a suburb of Ontario called Ancaster (not to be confused with my good old suburban home town of Lancaster, Pennsylvania; Pennsylvania not to be confused with Transylvania where everyone thinks I am from, no one in Guatemala having heard of Pennsylvania),  I met Nick at the school my second day in Antigua and have since become an unconditional fan of his shaggy ginger hair, disheveled flannel button ups, and unconventional take on life.
       
     
    No, I am not in love with Nick.  But, if he asked me to marry him (I think I'm in line after Swedish Fia, Danish Anne, and British Sam since a double citizenship with the US isn't all that exciting), I would immediately research foreign matrimony policies.  Or in wishful thinking, maybe I already have. 

    Did you know that Australians who want to marry foreigners have to provide email correspondences from the last two years, submit a photo album, and solicit ten witnesses to write on behalf of the loving and healthy relationship?  And in the US, one of the first steps to legitimizing a marriage is a wedding "announcement" in the local newspaper that must be printed at least two weeks in advance.  I never understood that section of the newspaper; I thought people were just vain. 
     
    Amelia gives Nick his first of 46 valentines
     
    Regretfully, Nick's last day of work at the orphanage was last Friday afternoon.  As his going away party coincided with Valentine's Day, Dia de Amistad in Guatemala, the kids from San Mateo prepared heart-shaped cards, jewelry, and bouquets of flowers.
     
    Vanessa and Maybeline with wild flowers.
     
    After homework help and English class, the kids formed a line that stretched the entire length of the orphanage floor.  The whole process took a half hour, each child spending thirty seconds to express his or her earnest gratitude in a sad, small voice.  
     
     
    Even though I didn't line up with recuerdos for Nick, I hope he knows I am going to miss our daily chicken bus rides and our off-color conversations over coffee, mojitos, nachos, and the like.  While traveling you develop an easy manner of meeting people, but you also get better at saying good bye.  I am constantly astonished by the warm, insightful, and entertaining people I meet abroad; people that I would latch onto at home, but here, have to let come and go without protest.
     
    Abrazos from Eric
     
    Among my recent foreign friends is an outgoing and artistic girl from Barcelona named Aina.  Aina also works at the orphanage in San Mateo and has some great ideas for jewelry.  It's great to have another extranjera's opinion so we can better market the products toward tourists.  In its humble developing phase, we have decided to call the jewelry company "Joyas de Hope," Joyas meaning Jewelry and pronounced "Hoy-as."  
     
    Makeshift way to show examples
     
    We haven't found a way to make earrings yet, but the kids have created colorful bracelets and necklaces to sell to tourists.  100% of the proceeds go toward the children's school materials, clothing and living expenses.  And as the jewelry is made out of natural materials, beans of all colors and avocado seeds, the business essentially yields nothing but profit.  
     
    Another makeshift way to show examples
     
     With the kids in school right now, I spend a half an hour to an hour each day making jewelry with the older kids (a different kid every day) and we can make about fifteen bracelets and ten necklaces a week.  I am selling most of the jewelry in Antigua, but if you are interested in a necklace or bracelet, let me know and I will happily bring one home for you!  
     
     
    With committed volunteers like Nick, the implementation of revenue boosters such as Joyas de Hope, and incoming groups facilitated by Cultural Embrace, the kids at the orphanage are optimistic about the future.  The children of San Mateo sent Nick home with a hand-made necklace, hand-picked flowers, and hand-crafted cards, but he left with more than gifts.  Nick has a home and a family in Guatemala.  
     
    When we left that afternoon, the kids sang in unison as they do every day—forever hopeful, forever gracious:
     
                     "Buenas noches
                      Hasta mañana
                      La luna y los niños
                      Nos vamos a la cama
                      Nos vamos a la cama
                      Nos vamos a la cama" 

  • Un Aniversario Muy Especial by Volunteer in Guatemala Participant Kate Springer

    6/2/20111:34:38 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    This week the local language school celebrated its anniversary, which included a special presentation by the kids from San Mateo.
     
     
    During its anniversary week, the language school passed out fat slices of cake, decorated the place with streamers, and hosted a number of activities for the language school students.  Even though I am not taking language classes, I am always hanging around the school and feel like part of the family.
     
     
    The language school is constantly throbbing with life, laughter, and is conveniently located between three hot spots in Antigua: Y Tu Piña También, a hip café with fabulous breakfast options;  Café No Sé with the best tequila in town; and Café Sky with its satiating mojitos and a breathtaking view of Volcán Agua.  

    Considering the constant crowd in and around the language school, Cultural Embrace thought it would be the perfect place to promote its HUG (Hug, Understand, Give) Project. 

     
     
    With intentions to attract volunteers to San Mateo, share a glimpse of Guatemalan culture, sell the children's  handcrafted jewelry (more on this soon), and increase awareness about social projects around Antigua, we coordinated a special event for its language students:  traditional dances performed by the children of San Mateo.
     
     
    While the kids performed two dances: "Instrumentos de Labranza" and "Nuestros Tradiciones," Instruments of Labor and Our Traditions, respectively, I explained to the crowd what was going on in Spanish and in English.  I didn't realize how much I loved microphones.  They had to wrestle it away from me by the end.
     


    First, the kids performed "Instrumentos de Labranza," which is considered a "Working Man's Dance."  It is the traditional dance of los campesinos, those who work in the fields, and features typical labor tools.  Many of the children from San Mateo start working in the fields with their parents as early as age 3,  executing difficult tasks such as grinding coffee, carrying stacks of woods, gathering flowers, or harvesting corn.

     
    As many children in the villages work with their families at the expense of an education, the HUG project in San Mateo aims to pulls kids out of the field and help them matriculate by providing materials, scholarships, and scholastic support.  Thanks to donations and volunteers, we have been able to gather school materials, help with homework, and teach the children life skills about nutrition, computers, emotional health, and hygiene.  
     
     
     After Instrumentos de Labranza, the kids performed Nuestros Tradiciones, a dance that mirrors a traditional marriage ceremony in San Mateo.  During a wedding in the village, a pair of children receive their First Communion while the couple is blessed in matrimony.   
     
     

    While the bride wears traditional Mayan attire, the First Communion recipients dress much like Catholics kids in the United States (above and below). After the ceremony, the families and clergy have dinner together.  Instead of a honeymoon, the bride gets to clean up after the party and host a celebratory lunch the next day.  Lucky gal!

    When both dances were finished, we provided a special treat for the kids.  They hired a clown, who frankly, was underwhelming in a bird costume (?) and had a short supply of magic tricks.  However, most of the kids had never seen a proper clown before, so they didn't notice his/her shortcomings.  The look on their faces was priceless.

     
     
     The event turned out to be a great way to promote the orphanage's aspiring jewelry business.  Charmed by the children and Juan and Judith's passion to provide them with an education,  we sold half of the jewelry the night of the dance.  The following mornings, I set up a table at the language school to vend the remainders.   By Thursday morning the rest of the jewelry was gone. 
     
     
      As soon as we replenish our stock, we will start selling the jewelry online and hopefully create a sustainable source of income for the orphanage.  Also coming soon—those who can't travel to volunteer in person will be able to support the orphans of San Mateo by sponsoring a child on Cultural Embrace's website.  
      
    This weekend, I am heading to Rio Dulce and Livingston to rattle coconut trees, day dream in hammocks and count my blessings.   Whether you are sipping on sunshine or clobbered in snow, I wish everyone a peaceful weekend full of love and appreciation for those who make life worth living.  Happy Valentine's Day.  


     

  • Diarios de Bicicleta

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    I left Katie's at six am Sunday morning to get back in time for a bike tour around Antigua.  I didn't expect the five and a half hour trek that ensued, but despite the sun poisoning, dehydration, and paralysis that followed, we had a lot of fun.

    Around 8 am, we departed for the hillside pueblos surrounding Antigua.  Emphasis on hill side.  The first two hours of the bike tour were on a gentle incline, but eventually we came to a massive mountain that took me a half hour to climb.  
     I could have walked faster than my bike was moving, but I kept peddling.  I didn't want the incredibly attractive English tour guide to think I was a wimp.  Minor crushes aside, I made it to a plateau and enjoyed a breezy glide down to Ciudad Vieja, also known as San Salvador.  
     
     In Ciudad Vieja, the first capital of Guatemala, we saw the remnants of a civilization.  In 1541, Volcán Fuego erupted, causing a landslide that demolished the entire city.  Ciudad Vieja was destroyed and eventually rebuilt around this lasting artifact. 
     
    While Volcán Fuego is constantly active at low levels, today's more imminent concern is Volcán Acatenango.  Acatenango last erupted in 1972 and has habitually erupted every thirty years, más o menos.   It's well past its due date.
     
    After a trip through Ciudad Vieja, we rode to a famous Macadamia nut farm called Valhalla.  In Norse mythology, Valhalla is known as the "House of the Slain."  After death, the most valiant warriors, heroes, and and kings were led by the valkyries to Valhalla where there was a golden tree —"The most beautiful tree amongst God and man."
     
     The golden tree in the Guatemalan version of Valhalla is the Macadamia tree.  This farm, run by an eccentric and slightly crude comedian named Lorenzo, was the first Macadamia farm in Guatemala and started in the 1940s. Since then, Lorenzo has focused  on preserving the environment and fighting poverty with a memorable sense of humor:
     
    Lorenzo:  Believe it or not, before I was a macadamia man, I was a fireman.
     
    Me:  Oh really?  What caused you to change careers?
     
    Lorenzo:  I got tired of playing with my hose and wanted to play with my nuts instead.  Ha! 
     
    Me:  Uncomfortable, forced laughter.
     
     Pubescent humor aside, Lorenzo and his nuts are an asset to Guatemalan environment and sustainability.  The Macadamia nut, composed of 30% carbon, is one of the leading oxygen producing plants and is a highly sustainable crop.  Lorenzo has donated over 200,000 trees to neighboring communities.  This investment has improved local standards of living, promoted reforestation, and provided an edible alternative to the unreliable coffee crops that surround Antigua.
     
    In addition to learning a lot about macadamia's benevolent presence in Guatemala, we also got to try the farm's famous pancake breakfast:  two wheat pancakes with macadamia butter and blackberry jam.      
                                                        
    And stacked on top of that were free facials and massages.  Life is hard, right?  The Macadamia nut also produces a nutrient rich oil that Lancome uses in their anti-aging products.  At first I was skeptical, but then we met Lorenzo's wife; she is 72 and looks 35.   Next time I go to Lorenzo's I am bringing my credit card. 
      
    Before heading back, we biked through a famous village called los Dueños.  In Dueños, you can find high quality weavings that are as intricate as they are colorful.  While we wandered around the maze of tapestries and tunics, an old woman sat on the floor by a body-length beam without once breaking her concentration.  
    Our last stop before heading back to Antigua, downhill this time, was a lively cemetery.  Unlike the cold grey slabs in the United States, the graves here were a range of colors, a celebration of mortality.


    From the top of a staircase of stone ruins, we looked over the vibrant tombs, toward miles and miles of Guatemalan countryside.  I should have been admiring the vista, but as my eyes followed the winding dirt roads in the distance, all I could think about was how much farther we had to ride under the fierce mid-day sun...and all the nachos I was going to eat, free of guilt, at Monoloco during the Superbowl party that evening.  Go Saints!


     

     

  • Flora y Fauna by Volunteer in Guatemala Participant Kate Springer

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    While Antigua is a beautiful city, by the end of the week the busy streets and crowded buses can be exhausting.  To get away from the urban tempo and channel my transcendental side, I went to Earth Lodge for the weekend with a few friends from the language school.
      

     To get to Earth Lodge, we took a "shuttle," which was actually just the back of a pick up truck, for a half hour up one of the nearby mountain sides.

     
     
     After passing locals washing clothes and cows grazing on a steep trek down to the Earth Lodge valley, we arrived in time for happy hour.  Drinks at the Lodge were based off of the honor system, a method that reflects the easy breezy attitudes of Earth Lodge employees and guests.
     
     
    With the national cerveza of Guatemala, Gallo, in hand, we found our tents and wandered around.  Across a volleyball field were bathrooms, or more accurately, compost wells, and towering through the woods was the Tree House that we had hoped to inhabit.  Word of advice: if you want the popular tree house experience—book in advance.
     
     
    Happy with our arrangements despite being landlocked, we watched the sun set over Volcán Fuego from hammocks and later enjoyed a freshly prepared organic meal.

     
     
    Walking barefoot in the mountains, dirt between my toes, surrounded by insightful personalities, I considered the seemingly incurable problems facing our world. I thought of Himalayan ice caps melting in my lifetime, of incomprehensible and inconclusive wars, of broken countries and broken homes.
     
    But amidst all of the instability, destruction and corruption, there are still people with hope and determination who are working to redirect the future; not just the quirky, informative, wandering environmentalists we met at Earth Lodge, but also proactive companies like Cultural Embrace. 
  • "Our Children are not Chickens" by Volunteer in Guatemala Participant Kate Springer

    6/2/20111:11:06 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    I've been in Guatemala for a week and already feel at home.  Between the enthusiastic staff at the local language school affiliated with Cultural Embrace; the glowing faces at the orphanage in San Mateo, a hill town twenty minutes outside of Antigua; and the beauty of Antigua, a city known for its seamless integration of rustic and modern landmarks, Guatemala has surpassed all expectations.

    I landed in Guatemala City last Monday evening and was greeted at the airport as expected. Without wasting any time, my instant amigo from the school, Luis, drove me to Antigua.  The capital of Guatemala until the 7.1 magnitude earthquake of 1717 left most of the city destroyed, Antigua is a city characterized by cobblestone streets, immense ruins, freshly painted cathedrals, lively parks, flooding language schools, and picturesque views of the surrounding volcanoes:  Fuego, Agua, y Acatenango. 
     

     
    Cultural Embrace's local partner is one of many language schools that facilitates traveling, volunteering, and socializing.  The school is a fantastic meeting place where you can take private language classes amidst the school's jungle foliage, on stone benches in the sun, or on a couch next to freshly brewed coffee.  Although I am not taking language courses, I have met dozens of people from all over the world who are friendly, interesting, and adventurous.
     


    After a tour of Antigua from Ishmael, the social project coordinator of the language school, I explored on my own. Walking along uneven calles, you will see both local "tuk tuk" taxis and coach buses; chicken buses and hummers; local artisans and expensive jade factories.  The disparity is unmistakable, but not neglected. There are many ongoing social projects based out of Antigua where travelers and locals alike can aid neighboring hill communities.

     

    Working in San Mateo, I am part of Cultural Embrace's HUG (Help, Understand, Give) project.  While recruiting volunteers, gathering donations, and facilitating education are important for the youth at the orphanage in San Mateo, the HUG project also aspires to help the village of San Mateo become self-sustainable. 

    Every day I take a chicken bus twenty minutes up to San Mateo to work with the children and the orphanage managers.  The chicken buses are crazy: the reggaeton is blasting and tiny Guatemalans are stacked on top of each other.


    The women are garbed in brightly colored dresses with long, dark hair braided down their backs.  My first trip on a chicken bus was unforgettable.  Climbing up an 80 degree slope of mountain, the bus chugged along like Thomas the train engine, only it didn't make it to the top.  Instead, the chicken bus stopped midway and I was left biting my nails, wondering how recently the breaks had been examined. 

    A half hour of engine work later, everyone finally filtered off the bus and hopped into passing pickup trucks.  Unfamiliar with truck-hailing customs, I was guided into the back of truck by local women.  Half relieved and half fearing I'd fall out the back of the truck, I made it to the dusty streets of San Mateo without any more conflicts.

    After the always eventful chicken bus ride every day, I teach English for an hour with Luis, a volunteer from Barcelona.  While Luis continues, I then work with the orphanage managers, Juan and Judith, on their computer skills in hopes that they will be able to navigate the internet and advertise independently.  When English classes are finished, we have a daily physical activity such as a scavenger hunt, a cooking class, or dancing lessons. 

    Last Thursday, all 46 children cooked chicken fried rice from vegetables that they had grown in their gardens.  Each group of kids had a vegetable to prepare.  They worked together patiently and enjoyed their creation as a family.   Afterwards, each child had a cleaning responsibility and the place was spotless in minutes.  I am so impressed with these kids.

     In addition to activities with the kids and technical training with the adults, we also spend time each day brainstorming ways the orphanage can develop a sustainable source of income.  By investigating natural resources and harnessing the children's existing talents and skills, Cultural Embrace and the orphanage have developed two plans for related businesses that will thrive off Antigua's tourism:  Crafts (namely jewelry, cards, book marks) and traditional Guatemalan entertainment. 

    On February 9th, the kids will perform a traditional dance to celebrate the language school's anniversary.  At the performance, we will advertise and sell the hand-crafted jewelry, made from brightly colored beans, hand made cards, and book marks.  Our hope is that with income from its own business, the orphanage can continue to provide emotional, mental, and physical support to the growing minds and hearts of San Mateo while reaching its short term and long term goals without dependence on donations.


    As Juan Carlos, a co-manager explains, "Our children are not chickens; they are not helpless.  They can give back to the community too."

    As Cultural Embrace volunteers arrive in Antigua to participate in the HUG projects, I will make them feel at home like the people here did for me.  I am so excited to watch the volunteers ride their first Chicken Bus—Guatemalans dosing, reggaeton blaring, foreign eyes bulging.

    There is magic under this worn tin roof in San Mateo; everyone who enters can feel it in the dusty air, in the adoring big brown eyes.  I look forward to witnessing the changes that will take place across cultures, between hearts. 

  • Embracing Cultural Embrace by Volunteer in Guatemala Participant Kate Springer

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    Having been home for the holidays, I've gained a second wind and am ready for another adventure. I've been working with Cultural Embrace to set up the internship details that will guide my stay in Antigua, Guatemala. Starting January 18th, I will live with a host family in Antigua while simultaneously working with Cultural Embrace's HUG (Help Understand Give) initiative and fulfilling a multimedia journalism and promotions internship.


    My job in Guatemala will be two-fold. I will act as a liaison between the orphanage and Cultural Embrace while concurrently documenting my experience, blogging at least once a week, and spreading the word about Cultural Embrace's altruistic initiatives to the curious, like-minded souls that I meet along the way.

    Thanks to generous donations, determined volunteers, and CE founder, Emlyn Lee's passionate vision to "Discover the Similarities...Share the Differences," Cultural Embrace has been able to establish working relationships with communities in Guatemala that are desperately in need of support from the international community. While there are many places in need, I will be assigned to a make-shift orphanage in San Mateo,  a village outside of Antigua. The orphanage supports and educates 46 children who would otherwise be displaced or abandoned. If you'd like to learn more or donate to the cause, read Emlyn's blog. You can also see what Keith Ferrazzi, a New York Times best seller and fervid philanthropist, did during his service trip with Cultural Embrace by visiting his popular blog.  

  • Meet Liz and Dex by CE Founder Emlyn Lee

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    Emlyn's Expressions, South Africa, Volunteer

    Who you travel with is as important as where you are traveling. Let me introduce you to my two traveling companions, Liz and Dexter. Liz and I have known each other since 1997, when we were workmates at a luxury travel company based in St. Louis. We were housemates for about a year in 1999, and have been dear friends ever since. She currently resides in New York City, although she spends about 60% of the year abroad as a sales manager for Four Seasons Hotel & Resorts. Through the years, we have shared personal explorations through Honduras, Belize, Hawaii, and many other cities across the States, and visit each other in Austin or New York at least once a year. Dexter is a good friend of Liz’s in NYC, who I had met once before at Jazzfest in New Orleans in 2001. He has been traveling in and out of Africa for long stints at a time for the past fourteen years, and is interested in opening up a resort in Northern Mozambique.

    When it comes to traveling with others, you have to find a good balance of personality, respect, trust space, communication, and humor. The three of us are seasoned travelers, and connected very quickly and easily to each other’s traveling style. South Africa is a slower paced country than what we experience in the States. While we may bite our tongues at the slower and less efficient service at a hotel check-in, or the lukewarm water in the sink, or the paper think toilet paper, it’s part of the beauty of traveling. It provides time for one to take a deep breath, slow down, and embrace the culture, and on the flipside, allows one to appreciate the efficiencies back home.

    The great thing about traveling with Liz and Dex is that they are even keeled people. They are full of energy, yet low maintenance and roll with the punches, whichever direction they come. Additionally, I enjoy their sense of humor, which is very important when you are traveling. They crack jokes and can be a wise-ass to me, yet be the first to laugh at their own tumbles. We enjoy doing things off the beaten path, prefer the less crowded bar than the loud, popular, overcrowded clubs, aren’t huge history or museum buffs, and have a good sense of street smarts. For example, I feel comfortable leaving my personal belongings with them, knowing that they will not flake and be wise enough to cover my back.

    We have similar appetite and thirst levels, and are sharers when it comes to food. This is huge for me! The Asian in me comes out at feeding time, and perhaps this explains why Chinese restaurants use Lazy Susans, or why we serve PuPu Platters…to share! There is nothing more discouraging to me, when my tablemates won’t share dishes at meals. I love food! I can’t select just ONE dish in my favorite restaurant back in Austin, let alone one choice in a foreign country staring at a new menu. Let’s order a variety of dishes, so we can try more things together!

    Sorry, I often get sidetracked with the topic of food…but not only is it nice to share food, wine, and laughs when you are traveling with friends, but you can also rehash your stories with them when you return home. Although you will share your traveling tales and photos to your friends and family; your traveling companions will be the only ones that can relate to your adventure, and get the inside jokes. They are the ones, like you, that have explored and experienced the world first-hand. 

  • Lion's Head, Thai Food, and God... Oh My! by CE Founder Emlyn Lee

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    My first full day in Cape Town ‘on my own’, without a tour bus, a handheld sign, or passengers to herd around. We walked around the various districts, and then decided to hike Table Mountain National Park. My travel mates and I have been to the infamous Table Mountain numerous times…so we decided to hike the other side of the park, where there were several trails and peaks that we had never experienced. We chose Lion’s Head, and trekked along…and along…and along. I love to exercise, I love the outdoors, and I love beautiful scenery…and today’s hike had all three. The weather was beautiful, and the scenes were breath-taking…overlooking all the different districts of Cape Town, the waterfront, the ocean, Table Mountain, paragliders, helicopter emergency drills, and so much more.

    I consider myself to be in decent physical shape, but the steepness of this trail made my heart, thighs and quads scream mercy on me. I don’t know if it was the jetlag, or the fried potato wedges that I ate at lunch, but I was ti-red! In fact, by the time we got back down to town, we stopped at an adorable café called, “The Bombay Bicycle Club” and I needed the waitress to bring me a bag of ice for my knees! We sat around resting our tired bones and muscles insistent that the sea level had dropped in Cape Town and that altitude must have been the factor for our exhaustion, until Dex asked, “What’s for dinner?”

    I was like dog hanging out a car window—ears perked, tongue out, drooling to support Dex’s question. Liz was craving curry. Dex was craving more beer. I was craving anything that didn’t look like a mountain. We went back to our hotel, got ready and found a recommended Asian restaurant on-line. Pon’s Asian kitchen—thumbs up by the viewers, and definitely thumbs up by me and my mates! Cape Town is a diverse and cosmopolitan city, and Pon’s menu represented SE Asian cuisine delectably--Thai, Vietnamese, and Indonesian dishes. We licked every piece of jasmine rice off our plate, had a very pleasant bottle of local South African wine, and had a very interesting dinner conversation about religion, faith, and cultures.

    While we had different beliefs and upbringings, we discovered the similarities, and shared the differences of opinions. Isn’t that what life is all about? We are all unique individuals, and we have the capability to bring our gifts to the table and share it with others. The common bond in humans is that we are able to communicate. Even if we speak different languages, dialects, or are mute…we share the commonality of being able to express love, kindness, peace, forgiveness, and understanding. I am striving for this, not only in the mission of Cultural Embrace, but in my daily life.

    How ironic is it, that I’m at a writer’s block, not really sure how to end this blog…when I look up from my bed, and see a framed picture of Nelson Mandela on the wall. I guess a picture is really worth a thousand words. 

  • Counting Sheep on South African Airways by CE Founder Emlyn Lee

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    Emlyn's Expressions, South Africa, Volunteer

    I’ve lost my sleeping mojo…I used to have the ability to fall asleep before taking off on any flight, and wake up just about the time when the flight attendants come by to remind us to put our tray tables away and to put our seats back to their upright position. I was really looking forward to some shut eye during this flight, since I just spent three weeks busily on the road recruiting Cultural Embrace along the East coast, and pulled a few late nighters trying to get as much work done before this trip. But for some reason, I’m on my second movie, typing up this blog off-line, and restlessly awaiting to land so I can stretch my body.

    I am flying on South Africa Airways to Cape Town, and even though there is nothing appealing about flying ~17 hours including a stopover in Dakar, Senegal, and then a layover in Johannesburg, l am impressed with their flight crew, aircraft, and service. Although I am not a hard critic when it comes to transportation, I have been in the travel & service industry for over 14 years and know the difference of quality of service. C’mon, there really is nothing peachy about getting to and from a destination. I think the tribulations from traveling happen, so that we can appreciate the destination that much more once we get there.

    I have taken every mode of transportation known to mankind--from the chicken buses in Peru, to propeller flights in Zimbabwe, to the Orient Express in Australia, to boats and cruises along the European waterways, to a Flying Pigeon bike in China, to a hot air balloon across the Serengeti, to an elephant ride through Nepal, to the Concorde across the Atlantic Ocean—I’ve accumulated frequent travel miles in some shape and form. It’s not the way I got to the destination, but the destination itself. It’s the people, the music, the food & drinks, the sites, and the experience (including the transportation) that I seek to discover when I travel. Now that my grandmamma knees and back are agitatedly questioning when we will get there…they’re just the reminders to make me anticipate and embrace being in South Africa so much more. Three hundred twenty-four thousand six hundred seventy two sheep…three hundred twenty-four thousand six hundred seventy three sheep…three hundred twenty-four thousand six hundred seventy four sheep… 

  • First Week by Volunteer in Kenya Participant Tracy Guthrie

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    Goodness this has been an interesting week. I am at an internet cafe in Thika. Thika is about 45 minutes from Makuyu,where the orphanage is. To get here we walked about 20 minutes to the bus stop to jump on a Matutu. The Matutu bus ride took about 45 minutes. I think we are the only white people in the area. Everyone stares at us as we walk by and kids come up wanting to touch our hands. I imagine it is the same experience as a movie star. The reason the kids are so interested in touching us is because they think we are grown babies. All people are born white, even Kenyans. So the kids think we are big white babies. I hope I am making sense. I don't have much time and my thoughts are racing in every direction.

    Overall I have had a great time. There was a bit of adjustment time, but things seem to be getting easier. There are 6 other volunteers from all over. Two from San Diego, one from South Korea, one from Germany, one from Canada, and one from England.

    The kids are great. They all have their head shaved b/c of school. So it was hard to tell boys from girls. There are 34 in total, and I have started to get to know a handful of them. I have so many stories and thoughts in my head and so little time!

    There have been some frustrating moments. For example, some of the kids have been sick this week and at first it seemed as if the staff wasn't doing anything to take care of them. That was not the case. They just handle things differently than I would. Also, there communication is different. I think because there are so many kids (34 in total), staff (8), and volunteers (7) they have time to make sure everyone knows what is going on.

    I have also struggled to stay in the present. When I left I came with the desire to just serve and love others. That is still the case, but I started to feel like I needed to make a difference and change their lives forever. The more I accept how things are at that very moment and remind myself I don't have to make this huge impact. All I have to do is love.

    I have been reading my bible, and landed on James today. The entire chapter speaks to what I am going through, and how God wants me to handle these things. If you have time read it. The chapter is not that long.

    I have to go now. Hopefully the next time I blog I will be able to make sense.
    Love to all!!! 

  • As the band Peter, Paul & Mary sang - "I'm Leaving on a Jet Plane" by CE Participant Tracy Guthrie

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    Can't type much. About to leave the house to go to DFW. I was getting things together at the very last minute. Hope I can talk to you guys while I am there.

    This is AWESOME!!

    With Love -
    Tracy 

  • Heartpangs for Africa by CE Founder Emlyn Lee

    6/2/201111:29:16 AM Link 0 comments | Add comment

    Emlyn's Expressions, Kenya, Volunteer

    There is something about Africa that warms my soul. As a young girl, I was always fascinated by National Geographic magazines, PBS television series, and readings we had in school about African countries and culture. I would always do (and still do) a double-take when I see African art, get warm and fuzzies when I hear stories about humanitarian work to save Africa, bop my head around when I hear African drumming and tunes. Although each region has it's distinct style, the rhythmic beats, vibrant artwork, and stories infectiously lighten up my spirit, and allows me to embrace the continent from afar.

    But then, I scored one of the best jobs in the world, and managed the operations of luxury tours around the globe. Year after year, I would submit my request form to this far, foreign, and fascinating continent. The Okavango Delta, Kalahari desert, Kenya, South Africa, and Egypt always topped my "wish list," along with every other colleague in my office. Fortunately, by 1998 my wishes came true with seniority, and a few cartons of Dunhill cigarettes to the travel staff manager--haha just friendly (and unhealthy) reminders to my former boss.

    Even though I have visited Southern, Eastern, and Northern Africa several times, my love and interest to Africa never wanes. I am thrilled and blessed to have an opportunity to return back to South Africa in about two weeks. This time, I will meet and work with the communities we partner with at Cultural Embrace. I will get a chance to truly integrate with the people and the communities, like how you will experience it on one of our volunteer, internship, and group programs.

    I welcome you to join me and Cultural Embrace, as we dedicate the month of April featuring Africa programs and travel tips. I will be reporting about my experiences and site visits to our South African projects and placements, and invite you to join a C
    .E. volunteer, Tracy Guthrie, who is currently volunteering at our Kenyan orphanage.

    For those that are still dreaming of Africa, we hope to whet your appetite to go explore her someday soon. If you have already visited, then I'm sure you can positively attest the natural beauty and rich culture of this exotic continent, and hope the travel bug continues to itch with stronger heartpangs for Africa. 

  • Emotions by CE Participant Tracy Guthrie

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    In these final days before my departure to Kenya, I have felt excited, stressed, eager, overwhelmed, peaceful, frustrated, scared, inspired, confused and grateful. Despite my ever changing emotions there has always been happiness.

    This got me to thinking, how often do we really feel happiness? If people really are happy why don’t they say so? When you ask someone “How ya doin’?” do you ever get the response “I’m happy!”? Most people just nod, give a half-ass smile and look away. Some people look you in the eye, smile and mumble a quick “I’m doing good, how about yourself?” It is a rare occasion when someone gives a response with passion and energy. I’ve tested this theory on Town Lake. I gave a huge smile to every person I passed on the trail and said “Good Morning!” Some people responded with a half-ass smile and quickly looked away, but most people just nodded. There were two individuals who responded with joy. They were in their eighties and probably just happy to still be walking.

    So why now? Why am I so happy? The only conclusion I can come up with is my trip to Kenya is what God created me to do. Since He made me, He knows what will give me pure happiness. It makes perfect sense, right? Unfortunately it took me 30 years to figure out God is the key to happiness.

    I am not disillusioned. I don’t expect to be happy every second of every day for the rest of my life, but I do expect myself to seek God, not worldly things for happiness. I recommend you try it out. What can it hurt? 

  • Pair of shoes for me by CE Participant Tracy Guthrie

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    While I was at the mall getting Martha's shoes, I had another panic attack. I think I need a different pair of shoes than my running shoes. I need something more rugged, especially since it is rainy season over there. I find it interesting that I opt to spend money when I get stressed or feel anxious.

    I went to Academy and found some Merrell shoes that are meant for outdoor activity. They have some special material that does well in wet terrain.

    I feel a little guilty about buying them, so I hope it was a good choice. 

  • Guess I need a few more things by CE Participant Tracy

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    I talked with Priscilla today about what to get Martha and Pacomis as a thank you gift. I already got a bag of chili powder (don't even know if they have ground beef to eat over there) and a prayer necklace for Martha. But I still felt like I should do something more. I thought about money for their time and travel, but I am not sure that is appropriate.

    Priscilla said money is appropriate and would not be offensive. Especially since you never know what someone will like. She also said Martha can't get shoes over there like we have here. She recommended a black pair of Easy Spirit walking shoes.

    Guess I am off to the mall to get the shoes. It makes me feel better knowing I am giving something she will actually use. 

  • Dad's House by CE Participant Tracy Guthrie

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    I drove to Dallas today. My dad is watching Roxy (THANK YOU, DAD!) and because I fly out of DFW. I leave in 30 hours.

    My journal entry and prayers for today:
    I pray for a safe trip, a trip that will allow me to share God's love and a trip that will not only change my life but others as well. God, I pray you give me the wisdom to know where you want me, how to help someone, where you need me, and the courage, wisdom, love, grace, compassion and faith to make your will be done.


    I pray and give thanks for Priscilla. I thank you for her kindness and spirit. You have blown me away with your gifts this season. Please forgive me and my moments of uncertainty. I still have doubts even when you showed your love and power to me.

    I thank you for Martha, Pacomis and Samuel. They are kind souls who are willing to help a perfect stranger. I pray you give them the resources they need and you fill their hearts with joy. I ask you take on any burden they may have today.

    I thank you for all the support I am getting from friends and family. I pray they get inspired to do something to draw them closer to you.

    I thank you for my friendship with Marlo. She and I had dinner tonight at my favorite restaraunt in Arlington, Royal Panda. She drove from Dallas in crazy traffic to see me before I left. Not only that, she contributed some money to the trip. She is not working right now, so that is a total act of love. I pray you give her love in return for her gift to me.

    I am still feeling a little anxious. Like there is still so much to do. I guess at this point, if it isn't done I don't need it.

    I don't feel like praying for anyone else right now. I hope you understand. Maybe I will feel like praying for them later today.  

  • Day before departure by CE Participant Tracy Guthrie

    6/2/201111:19:28 AM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    Today I had a total panic attack. I have felt pretty good up until this point but for some reason I flipped out. The first thing I did when I woke up was look into getting a massage. I can't really afford it, but I wasn't sure what else to do. So I called Massage Envy and made an appointment after getting the final rounds of immunization shots. It is only $35 for one hour massage for first time customers. I didn't know this, but they want people to buy a membership, so they give potential clients a deal. Who knew people got massages once a week? When I called to make the appointment they asked if I wanted a deep tissue or just the Swedish massage. I told them I would like a little of both. I figured my shoulders and neck needed the deep tissue to relive the stress, but didn't want the rest of my body to feel sore. They said "Great! we can do that. I will set you up with Amanda. She can do both".

    Apparently, that is not the case. According to Amanda, you can't do a half of a deep tissue massage and half Swedish massage, it is all or nothing baby. I told her what they said when I booked the appointment, and she seemed to get uber frustrated with me. That did not help my stress. So I started to feel guilty, like I did something wrong. Then the guilt turned into resentment. I resented that she made me feel bad about what I wanted. Truth is she didn't make me feel any of those things. I made myself feel that way. I have been working on allowing myself to feel what I feel and express it without GUILT. I often suppress my feelings because I don't want to rock the boat. So practicing on this unsuspecting massage therapist seemed like a good idea. I told her "I feel uncomfortable because it seems you are frustrated with what I requested." She responded " OH NO! I am so sorry I didn't mean to come off that way. Just relax and I will take care of you." Amazing!! It worked! As soon as I told her how I felt, a weight was lifted off my shoulders, and I was able to fully enjoy the massage. 

  • Sigh of Relief by CE Participant Tracy Guthrie

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    Yesterday I started to pack for my trip. It was another moment of high anxiety. I couldn't fit the items for the kids (clothes, toys, shoes, and sanitary napkins) into the allowed luggage. I emailed the director of the orphanage to find out if shipping was an option. He didn't recommend shipping b/c it is not reliable, and you have to pay additional to get it through customs. In addition, things tend to get confiscated. He suggested I buy the items over there as I will get more for my money. BRILLIANT! The plan is still to take some items with me but buy more once I am over there.


    Also, I found out that b/c I am flying on a humanitarian ticket I can check 3 bags instead of two.

    I still have to re-pack and organize, but all in all it has been a good day! 

  • BA Strike by CE Participant Tracy Guthrie

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    Featured Participants, Kenya, Volunteer

    Just found British Airways is going through a pending strike with employees. There doesn't seem to be any reason to worry about my flights, but it is kind of hard not to.

    Time to pray 

  • I think it is time to pull out the prozac! by CE Participant Tracy Guthrie

    6/2/201111:10:24 AM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    I have officially started to stress out. Even though I have been checking things off my list "To Do" for 6 weeks, I am worried I won't get it all done. The clock is ticking and what do I decide to do? Blog.

    I still need to do:

    Exchange dollars for schillings. no one has them on hand, so I am not sure what to do. I would prefer to not do it at Nairobi airport.

    Pack the suitcase with the items for the kids. I still want to get them shoes, but don't know if there is enough room.

    Call my credit card company to let them know I will be out of the country

    Get a power of attorney

    Make sure I have all by bills paid in advance

    Get an umbrella, adaptor, pillow for airplane

    Create a list of important information and phone numbers for my family

    Get a present for the couple that is picking me up at the airport. BTW they are driving 300 miles to get me at the airport. This is another blessing God has given me. My dad just happens to have a friend that is from Kenya. Her sister still lives there and is picking me up. How cool is that?

    I don't know what else I need to get done, but I know I need to get off the damn blog.

    Anyone have some prozac I can borrow? 

  • Fun at Wally-World by CE Participant Tracy Guthrie

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    Featured Participants, Kenya, Volunteer

    I just had the most fun at Wal-Mart, which is uncommon. I spent about two hours buying toys, clothes, games, color books, etc. for the kids at the orphanage. I think it may be the first time I went shopping and didn't buy anything for myself. Well I did buy some travel size items for my trip, but I don't think that counts.

    You should try it out. The next time you go to Wal-Mart or Target, buy something for someone else. You don't have to buy something for a child in need or spend a lot of money. Think about getting an encouraging card for a friend, a loved ones' favorite DVD or a candy bar for your co-worker. It doesn't really matter, it is the simple act that will brighten their day.

    Task for the day: Simply love someone 

  • Should I or Shouldn't I? by CE Participant Tracy Guthrie

    6/2/201111:07:00 AM Link 0 comments | Add comment

    Featured Participants, Kenya, Volunteer

    I am starting to pack for Kenya. My goal is to fit all the essientials into one carry-on travel backpack and check two more suitcases with items for the kids.

    But my dilemma at the moment is: Should I bring my hairdryer?

    My hair is a hot mess without one, but it's not like I am taking a vaction to a resort on the French Riviera. Guess I'll just make a game time decision.

    How petty and vain is this post? 

  • Kumi na tisa and counting... by CE Participant Tracy Guthrie

    6/2/201111:05:33 AM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    Kumi na tisa is "19" in Swahili.

    I decided to re-organize my closet today. It is a pretty good size walk-in closet; big enough to fit all my clothes AND a washer and dryer. I don't know about you, but when I organize my closet I do it by color and item. On one side of my closet you will find in order my jeans, work pants, skirts, shorts, dresses, belts and jackets . The other side has my sweaters, long sleeve shirts, short sleeve shirts, and tank tops. On the floor I have four rows of shoes, and three bags stuffed with my purses.

    As I was taking things out to only put them back in, I had a thought. Do the kids in Kenya even know what a walk-in closet is? How many articles of clothing do they have? I don't know the answer yet, but I imagine they don't have two pairs of riding boots, seven pairs of tennis shoes, six leather jackets or twenty pairs of jeans. I will be surprised if they have more than one article of clothing at all. 

  • Kenya or Bust, T Minus 20 Days by CE Participant Tracy Guthrie

    6/2/201111:00:11 AM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    There are just 20 days left until I leave for Kenya. I can't believe it! I have been praying for this for more than two years. The purpose of my trip is to volunteer in an orphanage. I have no idea where the village actually is, nor what it looks like. But I will find out in 20 days!

    How I got to this point is really a beautiful story. Even though I consider myself to have a pretty strong faith, I had serious doubts that it would ever happen. Doubt is a powerful enemy of faith and truth be told, doubt was kicking my ass.

    Thus the story begins. In October of 2008 I met Emlyn, Director of Cultural Embrace, at a party. We talked briefly about her company and experience with international service trips. I checked out her website, but didn't do much more than that. I simply didn't have the financial means. Doubt was slowly but surely smothering my faith. The only thing I could do was pray. So I armed myself with prayer.

    Fast forward to July 2009. I started a new job with a better salary that allowed me to save for the trip. I was planning to go in December of 2009. Well, the timing just wasn't right and it didn't happen. But I didn't give up hope. I kept saving and even gave up highlighting my hair! And of course I kept praying. I even commissioned my friends and family to pray with me. My faith started to make a come back.

    On February 3, 2010 I was laid off due to budget cuts. I was devastated. I didn't think I would ever get to Kenya. My faith started to slip away again. So I changed my pray a bit. I challenged God that if this trip was His will for me, then he had to get me there. I somewhat jokingly asked Him to send me a check in the mail. I figured that would be the only way it would actually happen. To my surprise, God not only answered my prayer, but exceeded my expectations.

    On February 24, 2010 my dad called with some "good news". My dad nonchalantly told me he got a random check in the mail from my dead grandmother. Well, not literally from my dead grandmother, but from a CD she put away years ago. The amount of the check was the exact amount of a plane ticket to Kenya. I shed many tears of joy that day. That is more than "good news", it was my miracle. It was a faith kicking the S**T out of doubt.

    From that day forward things have continued to fall into place. God continues to answer my prayers and blow my expectations out of the water. Thanks to my friends, family and God, not only am I going, but I will be able to take items like shoes, shirts, and sanitary napkins to the kids at the orphanage.

    Moral of the day: Faith is the best weapon we have. Never give up your faith. 

  • Post Trip by CE Participant Greg Cline

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    I've noticed that Peru has become an integral part of how I see the world. Almost every conversation I have, no matter what the topic, somehow relates to my trip to Peru. I'm sure that my friends are getting tired of me talking about it all the time, but there is no way for me to not compare what is going on to the trip. When I went to africa in sixth grade I was not mature enough and observant enough to be able to relate my experiences there to my life here in the way that I can with Peru. I am so glad that I went on this trip; my life and the way I look at the world is so much richer. That's the corniest sentence I have ever written, but it's absolutely true. The blisters and pain were well worth the memories. 

  • The Lesson from Emilio by CE Participant Steve Chisnell

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    I am fairly well read. I have a few degrees and certifications from university classrooms. None of that really means anything.

    In Peru, I became accustomed to one particular image from which I learned a great deal. This was our guide Emilio. In the image, he is on the Inca Trail, alone, a floppy hat and sunglasses, his hands resting on the top of his walking stick as he waits for me to reach him. I am wheezing from altitude dizziness as we ascend—already my pack is stowed away on a horse. I imagine he must be anxious or tired of me, but he is not. His face shows only friendship, even some pride, and he tells me, "Steve, very few people can do this. Even many from Peru will quit this trail. You, Steve, you can do this."

    He will tell me this in various ways a dozen times or more over the four days of our trek. During the first several, I believe he is giving me the "motivational guide talk," but as our companionship grows over slopes and valleys, I begin to believe his sincerity. He speaks honestly to me as we walk about everything—his wife, the edibles of the mountains, money, the coca leaf, Lima, the food preparation.

    I can seldom recall the cloud cover roiling over the escarpments across the valleys, the lichens atop lichens scaling the boulders, or the "Dr. Seuss"-like trees bordering our descent without also picturing Emilio's face.

    I watch the high school students trotting ahead—though later, even they will be blister-wearied—and I know that the Andes have humbled me, reminded me who's in charge. Several times on the second day I fall on the rocks, once hearing my camera body crack and a lens splinter. Once I become so dizzy that rather than risk taking a misstep down a 1500' slope, I toss my body against the uphill grade and sit, waiting for it to pass. But around that next bend, I know Emilio is waiting with his words.

    And here is what I know—parts of this world challenge us, push us to quit, but I can meet them. And I will find friends who will help me. I am not meant to defeat whatever I encounter; I am, though, capable of meeting it and learning from it.

    Emilio is the face of Peru for me, but he is also the same face I've met elsewhere. He is the teary-eyed 16-year-old Miho in Japan who led me through the Hiroshima Museum, he is Khagda of Nepal who explained Nepali politics to me on a rooftop in Pokhara, Lucia of China who tried to embarrass me with incorrect translations, Jem of Dominica who reminded me why a treehouse is better than a London apartment, Chief Archie of the Bella Coola peoples who took me to an ancient place, and the Karmapa Lama of Dharamsala who, at age 19, explained to me the critical difference between religion and ethic. There are dozens of others.

    The Andes nearly knocked me flat. But I have learned some things.

    That there is nowhere in the world that I cannot visit; that there are few people in the world who aren't worth meeting—or who will not welcome me into their community; and that I can meet no one who cannot teach me. 

  • TIA--This is Africa! by CE Coordinator Julie Dean

    6/2/201110:53:34 AM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    Jambo!  I have been a Program Coordinator with Cultural Embrace for over a year, and very excited to be joining the Kenya Service and Safari Trip.  We depart on Monday (just 3 short days away) and already we have experienced our first TIA (This Is Africa) moment together. The final itinerary had to be re-organized due to the referendum that is occurring in Kenya on August 4th.  As a coordinator, it has been interesting (to say the least) to change all the reservations and arrangements so last minute, but I seem to be the only one who is growing a few extra grey hairs.  I have learned that it is very common and not a big deal in Kenya to be flexible with the plan (but there must be a plan!).

    We have teamed together with a great local Austin non-profit organization named Well Aware, that dig wells in at-need areas of Kenya. Additionally, we will be volunteering at an orphanage outside of Nairobi, which Cultural Embrace has committed to sending volunteers to all year round.  One of the highlights of the trip is meeting Brio’s (the found of Well Aware) family, who are part of a Maasai Village named  Nkoilale.  We are going to celebrate with a traditional goat slaughter!

    Emlyn Lee, my boss and the owner of Cultural Embrace, just worked her magic and collected 2 huge suitcase full of donations for the orphanage with clothes, shoes, books, formula, medicine, and school supplies.  I am so honored and delighted to share the donations with the orphanage and then work with the group for a few days in the fields and digging a silage pit. 

    Cross your fingers we won’t need to change the itinerary again and my goal is to write blogs throughout the different legs of the adventure and then post them here so keep an eye out for updates! But if we do have some changes, I guess TIA, and the true meaning of Hakuna Matata...(no worries in Swahili)! 

  • What's That Smell? Oh, it's Me... by Teach and Volunteer in China Participant Chris Schave

    6/2/201110:49:27 AM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    I have just gotten back from taking my new friends to the train station. It was great to meet them, and it’s too bad they have to leave. Today we went to downtown and got some random fried food. I had what the Brits called chips. Sliced potatoes on a stick then fried. Along with that I had two mystery meats. I suspect that it was chicken and pork. Either way, they were good. Even though I am trying to just go wild with the food, I’m not trying to get sick. They had baby squid that looked interesting. I wasn’t sure if they fried those, so I stayed away from them.

    After we headed to the grocery store so the girls could pick up some snacks for the train. I got some a couple of things, a small piece of chicken in a package and a pickled chicken foot. I ate the chicken and it was okay. It was odd tasting, but kind of reminded me of MRE’s from the military. I have to wait on the chicken foot. I accidently broke the bone when I was fidgeting with it in the line at the store. Maybe tomorrow I will eat it. I’m down with them being cooked, but pickled is something I’m not accustomed to.

    Tonight I am going to get dinner with Persy. He is the local C.E. Coordinator. He seems like a nice fellow. Tomorrow the other three people in my group get here. They are all from England and there’s supposed to be two girls and a guy.

    I’m really happy that I took the plunge and signed up for this trip. It truly is an amazing experience. All of the kids I’ve met from Europe are surprised an American would choose to come here. I can see what they why they would think that. For the most part we stick to the safe places. Funny thing is, I feel just as safe here as I did in Paris or Rome. The only thing is, I really have no idea what any of the signs or people are saying. I do enjoy the interesting translations and knock off brands.

    Well, Persy has just arrived… To answer my aunt Gaylene’s question… “What does it smell like here?” Well, when I got off the plane it smelled a bit like sulfur. The air is thick and downtown it smells like street food. Similar to a row of hotdog stands. The mornings are clear, but the afternoons seem to get foggy with smog.

    Until next time… 

  • Keeping the Dream Alive - One HUG at a Time! by CE Founder Emlyn Lee

    6/1/20113:40:40 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    An individual has not started living until he can rise above the narrow confines of his individualistic concerns to the broader concerns of all humanity.” – MLK, Jr

    Happy Birthday to the one and only, Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr! A true hero. My biggest hero. Many of my personal motivation and professional philosophies are influenced by his principles and “Dream” for this nation. But my ‘dream’ goes beyond the U.S., to a planet that embraces each other regardless of skin color and socioeconomic status. A world full of peace, love, happiness, and HUGS!

    I recently spent a month visiting, meeting, and building relationships with poor villages around Antigua, Guatemala. One of my goals for 2010 will be to “sponsor” a few communities around the globe, in efforts to support education, local solutions, and sustainability. We are identifying these as our HUG projects--Help Understand Give. As for me, nothing makes this world smaller, warmer, and friendlier than through a HUG!

    Cultural Embrace will continue to organize customized programs to Intern, Work, Volunteer, Teach, and Travel around the world, but this is our way to ‘give back’ and serve a few at-need communities. We are partnering with impoverished villages to help, understand, and give (our time, hands, heart, donations, support) to help meet their goals and objectives to improve their education, sanitation, health, and living conditions. We will work alongside the local people, to support their needs and create a positive impact to their community.

    If you are interested, I encourage you to help through child sponsorship, donations, and active participation by visiting and experiencing Guatemala first-hand. Consider spending your next vacation combining fun, meaningful, and adventurous activities, while you meet and integrate with the local communities. We have several pre-established group departure dates for Guatemalain 2010 and 2011, as well as flexible individual dates that may be extended; or if you wish to join me on a service, safari, and sun adventure to Kenya, we have a pre-arranged July 30, 2010 departure.

    More details of our San Mateo Milpas Altas, Guatemala HUG project will be shared next week. But for now, let’s redirect the purpose of this blog—in honor of Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. Let’s keep his “Dream” alive, so we are able to continue his strive to make this nation, and world, full of peace, equality and justice—one step (and hug!) at a time. 

  • Volunteer in Guatemala Participant Spotlight: Keith Ferrazzi

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    New York Times Best-Selling author of "Never Eat Alone" and "Who's Got Your Back," and CEO of Greenlight Consulting, Keith Ferrazzi, selected Cultural Embrace to assist him with a holiday service vacation to help out in orphanages in Antigua, Guatemala.  Ferrazzi is recognized as one of the foremost experts on professional relationship development, and has been described as one of the world's most "connected" people by Forbes, as well as being named by the World Economic Forum as a "Global Leader of Tomorrow."

    “We live such sheltered lives,” Ferrazzi says in his blog at www.keithferrazzi.com, “I showed up to Guatemala to care for those who the world has forgotten.” Compared to the living conditions of the children Ferrazzi worked with, our lives are indeed sheltered. Many of these children lack things that we commonly take for granted, such as family, clean water, and the opportunity to go to school. To put things into perspective, $10 could feed a family in Antigua for a week or more, and $300 could send a child to school for a year, giving them an opportunity to improve their lives, and the lives of their neighbors.

    Of the children whose education Ferrazzi has sponsored, he noted that “Every one of these kids told me that their future would include coming back to help their village. . . This more than anything else give me hope for the future here.” Keith Ferrazzi’s day job focuses on helping people towards success through their relationships with others.  It is fitting that through his volunteer work, he is able to see the invaluable constructive power of relationships and connections at work in the lives of the people he has touched during his time in Guatemala.

    For more about Keith Ferrazzi's service trip to Guatemala, click here.
    To donate to Cultural Embrace & Ferrazzi Greenlight's Guatemala projects, click here.
      

  • Cultural Embrace's Got Your Back by CE Founder Emlyn Lee

    6/1/20113:31:48 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    It’s better to give before you receive. And never keep score. If your interactions are ruled by generosity your rewards will follow suit.

    How awesome is that quote? And how much more awesome is it to have met, worked, and traveled with the author of this quote?

    I recently had the honor and privilege to host internationally renowned thought leader, consultant, and NY Times best-selling author of “Never Eat Alone” and “Who’s Got Your Back”, Keith Ferrazzi in Guatemala. Keith wanted to go abroad during the holidays, utilizing his vacation to giving back to others. For more info to his Personal Success Wheel, refer to “Who’s Got Your Back.”

    I take pride in Cultural Embrace’s personalized attention and service to all our participants, but I knew this placement would be different, and wanted to personally oversee the trip. After spending one day with Keith, I’m not sure who was ‘guiding’ who? My friends often refer me as a ‘connector,’ and being in the travel and service industry, the need to build and maintain relationships is a no brainer. But watching and listening to Keith develop, form and strengthen relationships so eloquently and easily was an art form (even with the language barrier).

    Unfortunately, Keith’s trip was short, yet sweet and impactful. We visited three local orphanages and community centers, and a village that lost funding for 7 pre-selected students to attend a private middle school in Antigua. With Keith’s generosity (for his time, heart, and donations), words of wisdom and support, I could immediately sense hope, drive, and motivation in the kids, parents, and community.

    Cultural Embrace and Ferrazzi Greenlight will be working together to raise funds, awareness, and provide experiences for foreigners to travel to Guatemala (and beyond). Cultural Embrace will be working alongside the local community, to provide them with guidance and support. We will facilitate a mutually agreed upon plan to: encourage education, promote gender equality, end hunger, inprove access to water and sanitation, while holding the village members accountable for their actions (ie: population control, pollution, littering, health, etc).
       
    I have plenty more to share, but I know I cannot do it all in one blog. I have big plans and visions…it’s the Aquarius in me…yet I also have to realistically understand that things aren't going to happen overnight. Through Cultural Embrace's operations and service to send individuals and groups abroad to integrate within a community and seek a purpose-filled adventure; Keith Ferrazzi's dedication and relationship-connection; and your support and wanderlust...we plan to help the village members of Guatemala to eat together, as a stronger and healthier community and, of course...never alone!

    For more about Keith Ferrazzi's service trip to Guatemala, click here.
    To donate to Cultural Embrace & Ferrazzi Greenlight's Guatemala projects, click here

  • Feliz Ano desde Guatemala by CE Founder Emlyn Lee

    6/1/20113:28:25 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    Happy New Year! It’s hard to believe it’s a start of a new decade. Since August, I have probably spent more consecutive days living in Antigua, Guatemala than I have in Austin, TX, and I couldn’t have asked for a better place to end and start a new year. I’m sitting next to the beautiful private annexed pool in Porta Antigua Hotel, reflecting upon the projects and programs Cultural Embrace has accomplished in 2009, and motivated for a better 2010.

    In 2009, we have sent over 40 participants to teach English (and other subjects, such as: history,  American culture, physics, computers, math, etc) in Chile, China, Mexico, Spain, and Thailand for at least a committed semester or school year.

    We have organized dozens of volunteers to help at-need communities in Africa, Asia, Australia, Latin America, and Austin, TX from 1-52 weeks. Sample projects have included: building schools in Guatemala, helping with reforestation projects throughout Australia, the Galapagos Islands, Costa Rica, and Thailand, training at health/HIV clinics in Kenya, Thailand, Ecuador, and India, and tutoring kids and orphans in Argentina, Austin, China, Kenya, Nicaragua, Peru, South Africa, and Thailand.

    Over 50 students or recent graduates have interned abroad gaining professional development in their field of study. Some of the interns’ needs were to earn academic credit, but all of them were focused on developing practical work skills in the global market. Examples of where and what some of these interns did are: working as an assistant for the Hermitage museum in St. Petersburg, Russia, coordinating events and cultural exchanges for Brazilian students to go abroad, marketing for businesses in the software, auto, language schools, radio/media, engineering, biotech, etc in Argentina, Spain, Australia, China, France, Costa Rica, and Brazil. Interns have also shadowed doctors in clinics and hospitals in Costa Rica, Ecuador, India, Guatemala, Nicaragua, and Peru.

    We have had over 25 young adults work in the hospitality and non-technical fields in Australia, Spain, France, and New Zealand. They have worked in hotels, restaurants, chateaus, golf and ski resorts, farms, and families as au pair/nannies. This is a great chance for them to earn a local wage, afford to live, work, and travel abroad, make new friends and professional contacts, and gain a sense of independence, responsibility, and global mindset.

    Every business needs to set daily, weekly, monthly, quarterly, and annual goals. The New Year is an obvious time to lay down new resolutions and aspirations, and to increase and improve our services to encourage people to recognize and appreciate cultural diversity. We plan to build deeper relationships with at-need communities, by ‘sponsoring’ and facilitating their projects. I am starting with Guatemala, and developing relationships with several project leaders to discuss ways that Cultural Embrace may assist with marketing, fundraising, and providing awareness and guidance in building sustainability within their village. Plans to sponsor communities in Kenya, and India in 2010 are in the works.

    I encourage you to put international travel on your New Year’s resolution list for 2010. There is no better way to balance your personal, professional, and spiritual state of mind than by going abroad. Cultural Embrace and I are committed to provide you the service that will allow you to have a safe, healthy, and memorable experience to...“Discover the Similarities…Share the Differences” of this beautiful world.  Feliz Ano! I look forward to making this the best year and decade!     

  • "Silent Night" on Christmas, Guatemala Style by CE Founder Emlyn Lee

    6/1/20113:26:16 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    Feliz Navidad desde Guatemala! I’m currently curled up in bed, on a chilly Christmas morning in Antigua, listening to one of my favorite classic Christmas song, “Silent Night,” and thought this would be a perfect theme for a blog. I’m celebrating my first Guatemalan Christmas, which began last night.

    Guatemala is a Christian dominated country, with ~50-60% Catholics and ~40% Protestants, so Christmas is celebrated throughout the nation. Although it doesn't feel like Christmas, without the "White Christmas” that most of you in North America are experiencing, I have been reminded of Christmas through the singing lights, daily evening processions around town, Santas that walk around Parque Centrale, and…the bombas!

    Families, particularly the kids, light firecrackers and firework to celebrate the holiday season (I’m still trying to figure out what day it starts, but more importantly, when it will end!) I thought I was a veteran with pyromaniacs setting off loud and fearsome firecrackers during my travels in China during Lunar New Year 1997, but last night’s Christmas Eve in Guatemala 2009 topped the charts.

    Most businesses close early on Christmas Eve and all day on Christmas, so employees are able to spend the holidays with their friends and families, while churches offer several services throughout the day and night. I thought it was going to be a 'silent' and mellow night being away from home and family, so I joined my new foreign friends as we wandered around town, found the sparse restaurants, bars and cafes that were open, and attended a 10pm mass at the main Cathedral.

    It was a beautiful service, even though we couldn’t understand 98% of it, due to language barrier and unfamiliarity of Catholicism, but the spirit of the mass, people, and the occasion filled the overflowing cathedral. After church service, we ended up walking around a park that still had street vendors, and enjoyed their poncho--a hot drink, that is traditionally made and served at Christmas. It is filled with all different types of fruit (pineapple, coconut, papaya, apples, grapes, oranges, plums, etc) cooked and simmered for several hours to bring a natural and delicious sweet and fruity taste. Guatemalans often spike it with rum to make a delicious Christmas cocktail.

    We were sitting on a park bench, talking about life and solving world’s problems, when suddenly every street was filled with torpedo sounding, fireworks spraying, bee buzzin’, bomba blasting away! It was midnight and that’s when everyone lit firecrackers together… and that was just the beginning of their celebration! Midnight is when the families get together, eat a festive meal (usually tamales, ham, and lots of other yummy goodness), open their presents, sing, dance, and celebrate the birth of Jesus!

    The streets and town were filled with clouds of smoke from the firecrackers, and I could hear cheers, music, and laughter. Although it may have been the antithesis of a “Silent Night,” but definitely a MERRY Christmas!!

    I wish this blog finds you with a day full of peace, love, happiness, generosity, kindness and goodwill.

    PS: While typing this blog up, the streets of Antigua were filled with yet another set of bomba blasts! It's noon...so let the festivities begin each time both hands reaches to the top of the clock!! :-D  

  • Christmas Part with San Mateo's Community by CE Founder Emlyn Lee

    6/1/20113:23:58 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    It’s hard to believe that I left Austin less than a week ago. I feel like every day is packed with a month (at least) long worth of memories. I have to admit, it is hard for me to express in words some of the sites that I’m seeing, as well as what I am thinking, because it’s hard to digest some of the living conditions of the people in this beautiful country.

    One of the villages that I visited on Sunday and Tuesday is called San Mateo Milpas Altas. It is located ~15 minutes car ride, or 30 minutes by bus (about 2-3 buses a day) from Antigua. I met an amazing woman, Judith Lopez, who I felt immediately comfortable with in my broken Spanish (it helps that she is a Spanish teacher and VERY patient), just from our initial handshake and hug. Judith fought (literally, physically) with her parents, as well with social norms, to be the first woman in her village to graduate, let alone attend, University.  She studied socioeconomics, and returned back to San Mateo to use her studies to improve her own community. In 1999, she heard a knock at the door, and there were two poor children, asking for food and a place to sleep. Judith and her husband, Juan, opened their doors to these kids, and haven’t closed it since. Prodesenh was created, now helping over 120 children in a day, as well as the adults in San Mateo, to support and improve their education, life skills, and living conditions.

    Many of the children are orphans living with Judith and Juan or with neighbors or relatives. Some have at least one parent, but are unable or unwilling to care for their own children. Financial burden, alcoholism, lack of education and resources are common reasons these children are neglected at home (and school). Many of the parents are not available, either because they are seeking work, or they are alcoholics (prevalent of fathers in the rural areas). However, if and when the fathers return home, many are physically, mentally, sexually, verbally, and emotionally abusive to their wife and children. Many of the children and woman go to Prodesenh to find solace and love.

    This past Sunday, Judith and Juan invited two American volunteers from South Jersey, USA, an intern from Quebec, Canada, and I to attend their Christmas party. There were about 60 children, from infants to 13 years old, and about 10 adults from San Mateo all sitting in a room, probably no bigger than my living room back in Austin. Not only was it warm and cozy due to the tight sitting quarters, but you could feel the warmth and love between the children, Judith and Juan. I would have never imagined that I could spend over 5 hours in a roomful of 60 children, but for some reason, time flew by, and I everyone had a great night. The children were so well behaved, eager for the next performance, enthusiastic to hold our hands, and listen to Judith and Juan emcee the program. They put on a whole production--with songs, poems, dances, games, piñatas, gifts, food, and a Christmas play. The children’s smiles were from ear to ear…my smile was spread across my face! 

  • Danny Zucco meets Billy Blanks by CE Founder Emlyn Lee

    6/1/20113:19:32 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    My friends and staff often say that I work too much...which is probably true, but I love what I do, so I hardly consider it ‘work’…I mean, working in Antigua, Guatemala for a month, isn’t too shabby, huh? But I try to balance my mind, body, and spirit by reading, exercising, and embracing my faith. For me, there is nothing better to end a day than with a good workout. It gives me time to process the day, and relieves some of the ‘unforeseen fires’ that happens in an international service-industry. Plus, the calories inhaled from the boxes of Wheat Thins, bags of Twizzlers, and cans of cashews that I snack on at my desk needs to be burned. Today is no different, and I would like to share how I 'unwind' at the gym in Antigua.

    There are two gyms in Antigua city. I joined La Fabrica, just two blocks from my apartment, and it reminds me of the ‘old school’ boxing gyms. Second hand Lifecycle equipments, rusted free weights, and some other ropey-hung apparatus that I’m too afraid to know. There was a salsa dance class in session when I got there. Even though it was a principiantes (beginners) class, it seemed A LOT harder than my best Shakira shimmy efforts could EVER handle. So, I got on the elliptical, pressed some buttons that I couldn’t understand, and trotted along. From across the room, I noticed this middle-aged professional lady scrambling in to the gym. She apparently was having a Manic Monday, and late for the salsa class. I noticed her not only because of her frazzled state, but because she was wearing 3-inch stiletto heels! I don’t understand how she is able to walk in them on leveled floor, let alone on Antigua’s cobble-stoned streets. But then, she rushed in to the exercise group room, stepped in line, and joined the class, not missing a single beat…business attire, stiletto heels, and all!

    After about an hour, I was wrapping up my workout, and in came a local guy, wearing Ivan Lendl replicated wristbands, hair greased back similar to Danny Zucco of Grease, and parachute pants that MC Hammer could never touch. I HAD to stay and see what this class was all about. I asked the customer service rep behind the gated front desk what class was next, and he said, “Tae Bo!”

    Pinch me!! Boxing was one of my favorite workouts back in Austin, until I tore some cartilage this past summer, and Tae Bo…seriously?!?! Billy Blanks was my best friend in the late nineties, and worked out to his VHS tapes daily! It was meant to be…my first Guatemalan group exercise class…with Rico Suave serving as the Guatemalan Billy Blanks.

    In the beginning, I was guarding my left knee and trying to be careful on it, but once you got salsa and merengue music blaring at the loudest volume (unfortunately the louder the better in Guate...), and Guatemalan Billy shouting “mas rapido”, I was flailing my legs and arms just trying to keep up.  I recall Billy Blank’s “double time,” but here, the pace seemed to be at quadruple speed. The music was so fast it sounded like the Chipmunks on steroids.

    Low and behold, I survived my first Guatemalan group exercise class. I hobbled back home, not sure if it was because my knee is inflamed, or the difficulties of walking on the cobble-stoned streets (plus without street lights), but then I thought of that lady, and how she mastered walking on the streets, and taking salsa class in those heels. We’ll see if I am able ‘shake a bon bon’ in the salsa class (with Nikes on) at my next gym visit… 

  • Mi Casa es Tu Casa by CE Founder Emlyn Lee

    6/1/20113:15:41 PM Link 0 comments | Add comment

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    It has taken me two full days to digest that even though I am abroad, I am “home” for the rest of the year. It's quite ironic because Guatemala was my last 'backpacking' adventure that my former St. Louis roommate and I took, at the end of 2000, before I moved to Austin, Texas. It reconfirms my surreal and time-warped mind frame wondering…how did nine years just go by?!?

    However, there are noticeable changes from my ‘backpacking’ days and running my own business. I recall the days of chasing after a crowded chicken bus with sheep tied to the roof, sweating with a backpack over my shoulder, and realizing my traveling companions and I arrived in a foreign country without a guidebook or plan. Or playing ‘rock, paper, scissor’ to decide who had first dibs on the bunk beds, even though the winner wasn’t sure whether the top or the bottom mattress was the better pick. Thus, having an organized airport pick-up (which we include in all our Volunteer programs), and a receiving line of the whole staff welcoming me upon my return to my partnering language school (the one I used backpacking in 2000), with a private apartment with cable modem made me feel a bit older (just a wee), and more mature, well, ok, maybe more professional.

    I forgot to pack my guidebook again, but I consider that to be the small stuff not to sweat over, especially since I’m in such good hands with our local coordinators; but as for a plan…that is why I am here! Cultural Embrace currently sends individuals and groups to learn Spanish, volunteer at social projects, embrace cultural activities, such as: cooking classes, salsa dance lessons, bike tours around banana and coffee plantations, and take excursions in Guatemala, as well as many other neighboring countries in Latin America. But now, one of my goals for 2010 will be to “sponsor” a few communities around the globe. I would like to invest more awareness and client participation, and essentially take their needs ‘under our wings’ to provide funding and assistance to improve their living conditions.

    I’m starting this plan in Guatemala, and using charming Antigua as ‘home-base’. This is a lovely cobble-stoned town, quaint in size, safe and convenient for foreigners, close in proximity to the new and modern La Aurora international airport in Guatemala City, and only 20-30 minutes drive by car to the project sites. I am going to visit the different communities, and decide which village I feel partial to, and will devise a short and long term plan with their leaders, men, women, and children to improve their educational and social welfare.

    Although I am a bit nostalgic being away from my family and friends during the holidays, I am however, excited and anxious to ring in the New Year with meaningful and specific goals for 2010. I am looking forward to developing new friendships and building a closer bond with my Guatemalan family and “home”. I will be sharing my experiences on this blog at least 3x a week, and invite you to provide feedback, opinions, questions, or suggestions to help prepare for my plan. Since meeting Juan Carlos, my Guatemalan coordinator, in 2000, he ends every conversation, email, and telephone call with an expression, that remains so true to this day…”Mi Casa es Tu Casa!”  

  • Teach and Volunteer Participant Spotlight: Kate Springer

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    Chile, Featured Participants, Guatemala, Teach, Volunteer

    This December we are focusing on our Super-Participant Kate Springer. Kate is currently working as a teacher in Chile. As if that isn’t enough for one girl to handle, this January, Kate will also be moving on to Guatemala to volunteer at an orphanage and blog about her experiences! 

    Kate had several reasons for adding another chapter to her Latin American adventure through Cultural Embrace: “teaching in Latin America has made me want to spend more time in the South Western hemisphere. I have fallen in love with Chilean colloquialisms, food, music, and people and would like to explore another area of Latin America.” 

    While originally worried about the language barrier and the culture shock of living with a host family during her time in Chile, Kate says that “these are no longer concerns. I have re-established myself into family life and can communicate, easily but not flawlessly, in Spanish. Now, rather than feeling afraid or nervous about anything, I simply dread the day I have to say goodbye to the community that I will certainly come to love.” 

    Kate’s experience teaching in Chile also prepared her for working with children in Guatemala: “Armed with this learning experience, my creativity, and a good sense of humor, I hope to contribute an enthusiastic and creative personality to the volunteer community. I believe that no matter where you are, an open mind and an open heart are essential when working with children.” 

    On a practical level, Kate sees volunteering in Guatemala as an opportunity to perfect her Spanish skills. However, Kate expects the real reward of this trip to be the opportunity to “forge relationships with the children, my host family, and colleagues, and to learn more about the world through the perspective of another culture.” 

  • Join a Group Service Trip to Guatemala, an Interview with Emlyn Lee

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    Guatemala, Volunteer

    Cultural Embrace's President Emlyn Lee gives us the low down on the upcoming group trips to Guatemala. Read below to find out all the details and see why you should sign up for this "spring time sunshine and service trip"! ? 

    Q: Emlyn, are Group Service Trips something new from Cultural Embrace? 

    A: Over the years, we've customized all sorts of trips for groups. We design trips and cultural-immersion experiences for any unique group traveling abroad, such as short-term faculty lead study abroad, private groups, alternative spring breaks, healthcare and service-learning trips, youth leadership programs, environmental-conservation projects, fun family vacations, corporate team-building retreats, mission trips, alumni and associate groups. We obviously design our trips so the travelers will see and learn more about the fascinating and historical sites, but the 'sight-seeing' is secondary, and we try to design itineraries that will offer the travelers to integrate with the local community. One of the best ways to interact and connect with the local community is through service projects. There is no better way to build a relationship than to roll up your sleeves, and lend a hand (and heart) to help others. It is such a rewarding experience to the community, as well as yourself, and lifetime friendships and memories are formed. 

    Q: Do you offer trips for individuals who want to join a travel group? 

    A: Actually yes! We have several trips in 2010 that anyone can join. For example, the upcoming Guatemala Service trips have pre-arranged dates that individuals, couples, or groups may join. This is a great option for those that want to volunteer and meet other foreigners, while they embrace the Guatemalan culture and people. They are quick, economical, one-week trips, that coincide with Spring Break dates:(March 6-13); (March 13-20); (March 20-7); (March 27-April 3). We hope this offers a more meaningful and alternative travel experience for anyone wishing to volunteer in an at-need community and mix springtime sunshine with service. 

    Q: That sounds fun! What is the cost of the trip and what is included? 

    A: The trip fee is only $695! We prepare every logistical detail to ensure top quality, safe, and healthy travels. Our expert and knowledgeable staff support all the needs of the group, before, during and after your journey. Services include: airport pick-up and transfer, international and ground transportation, lodging with host families (hotel or apartment stay available for additional fee), meals, a CE staff trip leader, the best local partners for bi-lingual service, travel insurance, excursions, service and cultural activities, service projects, and social activities in Antigua Guatemala. 

    Q: What types of volunteer and service projects will take place during the Guatemala Service Trip? 

    A: Volunteer projects include: Teach, tutor, and play with children in low-income daycare community centers. Work with street children, handicap & disabled children, and troubled teens. Work in hospice, local hospital/health centers,pharmacies and nursing homes. Help build and maintain gardens and yards in at-need community centers. Contribute to building, fixing, and painting for at-need construction projects in schools and community centers. Groups may work together on one project or be divided into teams to work on different service projects- based on group size, skills, and Spanish language knowledge. 

    Q: What are the social and cultural activities you mentioned in Guatemala? 

    A: Most afternoons we provide bi-lingual guided activities or excursions, such as: cooking classes, salsa dance lessons, bike tours to local banana plantations, local soccer (futbol) games with local children, hike and visit to Volcano Pacaya, visit and boat ride to Lake Atitlan with a stop at a local market, and much more. We definitely try to 'maximize' your time abroad, especially since there is so many fascinating things to see and do; however, we also want to give you the option to relax, reflect, and rest. We have contacts with yoga studios, spas, and understand the need for 'leisure' time for you to chill. 

  • Want to change the world? Volunteer abroad and let the experience change YOU!

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    Volunteer

    Everyday is an opportunity for adventure and cultural exploration.Today you may be starting a new job and experiencing the culture of a new work place. Tomorrow you may be meeting friends and exploring the sites, sounds and cultural activities available in your city. Or you may even be traveling to another country and experiencing the customs and traditions of another culture. The world is a very big place and it’s full of opportunities for you!

    While you are exploring your opportunities…have you considered the adventure of volunteering abroad? Perhaps you are seeking to grow both your sense of self and sense of the world or simply taking a career break? Volunteering abroad is one way you can make a difference and gain a meaningful travel experience. Whether it is two weeks teaching English to underprivileged youth in Cambodia, three months working in an orphanage in Kenya, or a year assisting with turtle conservation in the Galapagos, volunteering abroad allows for a flexible time frame while you gain valuable world and work experience. Today is another opportunity for an adventure, seize the day and sign up for the opportunity of a lifetime!

     

    Volunteer Abroad and…

    _Travel With a Sense of Purpose: While visiting the hill tribes of Thailand, or touring the Taj Majal, volunteering/interning abroad gives your travels a purpose and an activity to look forward to. Additionally room and board is included in your travels so you know where you are going and what you will be doing there.

    _ Grow Your Sense of Self: Volunteering always improves your sense of self worth. Volunteer abroad and gain multiple benefits as your test your abilities, develop new skills, grow in your adaptability, confidence, independence, and individual empowerment.

    _ Enhance Your Resume and Job Skills: Cultural Embrace Coordinators work with you to find a volunteer/internship opportunity in a destination that best meets your experience and interests. In some cases you may find a volunteer position in your field of study. For example the agriculture major may find ecological farming in Costa Rica to be a perfect match.

    _ Make a Difference:Perhaps you are guided by a greater purpose and believe that “to the world you may be just one person, but to one person you may be the world”. For you, volunteering abroad is for completely altruistic reasons. By volunteering abroad, you'll only create positive change in our global community and but also within your own spirit.

     

    Apply this month you receive fifty dollars off your application fee!

    Choose from: environment, social services, orphanage and shelter assistance, construction, medical, business, public policy, peace and justice, education and more. 1 week- 52 week volunteer and internship positions available in Africa, Asia, Australia, Europe, and Latin America. Housing, meals, insurance, orientation, transfers, cultural/social activities, pre-departure and local support included.

     

    Check out the following Volunteering Abroad Opportunities!

    Volunteer in China: Choose from a variety of options including volunteer projects within the local villages or working with giant pandas. Options to trek Dali Mountains and gorges, or relax at beautiful Beihai beach are available.

    Volunteer in Australia: Protect, preserve and restore Australia's unique and beautiful environment. Work in small groups with an experienced team leader on various conservation throughout Australia.

    Volunteer in Latin America: Short and long-term volunteer placements range from assisting with orphanages, teaching, working in health/medical clinics, and even in wildlife conservation. Volunteer placements are available in Argentina, Brazil, Chile, Costa Rica, Ecuador, Guatemala, Honduras, Mexico, Nicaragua, and Peru. 

  • Intern in Ecuador by CE Participant Molly McGuire

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    Ecuador, Featured Participants, Intern, Volunteer

    My experiences in Ecuador were incredible. I made tons of friends, and had a host family that I could never forget. I had like, two downer experiences that wound up being for the better (and that's life). My host family was incredible because they were so different from my family in Texas. The mom was the head of the house, and we had lots of fun together. There were two daughters- one my age, the other 12- who were also incredible and very accommodating. They were on the poorer side, but I really liked that. Patricia did a great job with that placement. Most of the exchange students I met would have compromised wealth for personality if they could have been in my family.

    As far as traveling goes, I didn't do a whole lot, but it was worth it for the fun I was having in my small town outside Ibarra. When I arrived, I spent the first weekend in Banos with some girls. That was awesome! I went to Otavalo, of course, and Quito when I had to. My host family took me up to Colombia for a day on a bus tour, which was beautiful! The last week, I spent in the Amazon. I did a jungle stay, which was probably my best idea, ever. I took a night bus there, then flew back in time for my flight back home. That was really something unique, and I loved every minute of it! I had been debating to go to Atacames or the jungle, and I feel like I made the best choice.

    The hospital was also a really neat experience. I went in the mornings only, then took the afternoon to read, meet people, teach myself Spanish, write, hang out with my friends, go to the library, whatever. I wrote down everything I saw in a little notebook. There were some really neat cases, and I got to know some really neat people as I worked there. I decided to stay in the ER the whole time, and I don't regret it.


    Here's a story for you:

    It was a particularly busy morning in the ER, and they keep about 3 patients in one room at a time. I was working with a young doctor on a scrawny 30 year old man from the prison. His short, buff guard was there with him. As the doctor was listening to the prisoner's heart, the guard noticed that I didn't quite fit into the scene (tall, white . . .) and struck up a conversation with me. He was flirting, and told me bashfully that he was trying to learn English (that was a popular line). I lent him my dictionary from my pocket, which he read while the doctor and I were examining the patient. I got to know both patient and guard pretty well by the end. They were in there for about an hour waiting on lab work. When returned, the news was the prisoner had Tuberculosis (a highly contagious, sort of, chronic pneumonia that causes death unless it's treated). I was stunned. When the doctor explained it to the guard, the guard's smile turned into a frown, and his eyes flicked down. He mouthed to the prisoner to examine his financial status. It turns out the prisoner couldn't afford the long list of medications to treat the TB. I knew that that long list, here in Ecuador, could only cost up to 15 dollars. 15 dollars!! I asked my friend, the guard if I could see that list. Then I took off with it. It was about time for me to go, so I grabbed all my stuff and slipped the money into his hand, inside of the list when I returned it. I wanted to kind of keep it on the down-low. There is no reason he shouldn't be treated for this, I thought. Especially considering his living conditions, being surrounded by other soon-to-be victims. Then I left. However, before I could get to the street, the guard had chased me down. He had looked up "Let's get coffee" in my dictionary, and called my name from across the hospital wing to ask me out to coffee. At this point, I was sick of being asked out by strangers in Ecuador. I had been there a month and a half already, so I knew what they were up to. However, I told him that it wasn't so much the coffee I was interested in, as his job. I told him (boldly) to take me to the prison and give me a tour. He agreed, but with the funniest confused look on his face.

    A week later, we met up at the prison. Lindsay, it was incredible. I wish I could have taken pictures. The prison is at double capacity. There are sleeping places on floors, as well as stacked 40 feet up. They are all in there together. Cell's don't exist. However, it was a surprisingly happy environment. There was a soccer game going on, everyone was cheering, laughing. I met a Nigerian who took over the guide because he spoke English. At the end he pleaded with me to get him out of there, that he didn't deserve his punishment. That was interesting. I also met the director of the prison and got to ask him some questions. The most important part for me, though, was when I went to the "clinic" of the prison. I use quotations because it wasn't really a clinic. There is a doctor there at all times during the day, but there is nothing else. No medication, no utensils, nothing. The law in Ecuador says that unless it's an emergency, the doctor isn't allowed to send them to the hospital. So, he's in a predicament. I spent about 5 hours in an Ecuadorian prison. That was one of the more interesting dates I've ever been on!

    Again, thanks for everything. I hope that my input will contribute to your efforts. I've been telling everyone about your program. I don't mean to be sappy, but I cried really hard on the bus the day I left my host family and friends in San Antonio de Ibarra because they meant so much to me. Thank you, thank you, thank you.