Monday, August 2, 2010
Caminando El Puente Walking the Bridge
I’m sitting here in our home in the canyon on this post-ElPuente Sunday afternoon. Our chaco and the chickens have grown while we were gone, and I find myself thinking back to the chacos we’ve seen in our journeys: the Altiplano’s dry fields of potato and grain, Uncallamaya’s clearings and hard-worked wet soils, the well-tended sugar cane and yucca and coca plantings in San Jose de Uchupiamonas, the rainforest gardens of food and medicine in Madidi, the fishing waters of Rios Eslabon, Tuichi and Beni.
I’m thinking of the chacos of the spirit, as well. Through you all, I’ve grown in understanding of the meaning of service, adventure, understanding and possibility, and I feel El Puente and the Fundacion has set it’s roots deeper into the communities of the Beni.
I think I’ve nearly lost count of the number of journeys I’ve had the fortune to lead over the past 30 years; our El Puente #8 Walk for a Reason will always stand clearly as unified in purpose and goal, equally filled with meaning and laughter, tears of challenge and joy of understanding. Kind of flowery words, but true. Gracias a todos. What a time we had!
Now, I wonder where will it take us?
Cristobal and Crister will be sending a fundraising update this coming week.
Gracias parents for all your support. You should be so, so honored to have children who participated at such a deep level of understanding, emotional balance, pure fun and laughter, and all with an eye to their present and future contributions to a more just and equitable world. The people of the Beni have been touched by you, and you by them.
Salud,
Jaime (Hombre Viejo/Viajero)
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Arrival Info: LAX 8:40, Thursday 29th
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
A Photograph
I have captured photos of the girls being themselves that will be put on Facebook. I have captured photos that will immediately go into the trash once on my computer. But I have also captured photos of the views and their amazment, the people and their beauty. I have even captured of photos that some say should be used in National Geographic.
But as many photos as I've taken (2575 on the eleventh day on a 4200 photo card) the beauty of all these things can not be captured, even with a high quality lens.
I would never be able to capture a photo of eight girls and children of all ages playing volleyball, not speaking the same language yet laughing at all the same jokes. I would never be able to capture of the fog moving over the foothills of the Andes in the morning. A smile from a toothless women when we came to fix her family's water filter. Drawing flowers and animals and houses with the children while lifting them up in the air and running around playing 'gato gato perro' (because none of us knew how to say 'duck' or 'goose' in Spanish). Dancing with the elders in San Jose. Hand prints of walls and pillers all around Rurre. Deep eyes watching us in wonder. Swinging on twisted vines in the rainforest. Playing volleyball with the local girls...and winning! Blue harrons and king vultures flying over our boats as we sped through the Tuichi river. War paint from orange fruit not only being applied to all of us, but our two guides.
All these things and so much more sit on my camera, but yet none of the were truly captured. In all these moments that I have lived, I have been trying to document so I can share with all my family and friends. But what I realized is even with all this amazing equipment, my photos don't express my experiences that I've had. They don't show the emotions, sounds, adventures, even tastes of my trip to Bolivia.
As detailed as they are, what I've experienced...what I am experiencing, can not be told in a photograph.
San Jose De Uchupiamonas
We left the 21st from Yariapo and arrived about 5 hours later in San Jose. The walk was long, but it was stunningly beautiful and our guides where filled with unfathomable amounts of knowledge. They where able to answer any and all questions that we had. We walked and talked and laughed and connected. Just 15 minutes before we arrived in the community we stopped and waited for the other group so that we could walk in all together. As we were sitting down we noticed a long steep hill right ahead. We all just laughed and watched the butterflys fly around in cool patterns.
Once we reached the top of the hill there was a group of cheery men and little boys with all different types of locally made instruments. As soon as they saw us they started playing their music. They marched behind us all through town. After about 5 minutes we reached the community meeting area. A group of women with huge smiles came up to us and gently laid handmade garlands over our heads. They shook our hands and then gave us a hug and a kiss, just like they had known us forever. They danced for us, they played music for us, they cooked for us, they were always respectful and caring, they honored us in every way possible.
As soon as we got up from our seats all the little children jumped up as well. We stepped out the door and there was the group of men and boys playing music for us, as well as a group of 15 dangerously excited children. They followed us until we got to our tents. When we got there we immediatly dropped our jaws in awe. THERE WHERE MATRESSES IN OUR TENTS. Being a group of mostly all SBMS students, this was surely a dream! The same little kids where just waiting to be our new best friends and as time went by more popped up, out of no where it seemed. They stayed until it got dark and showed up before we had even woken up. We had the honor to wake up to this each morning.
Que Aventura!! Que Viva El Puente!
We´re back in Rurrenabaque after an incredible eight days in Madidi National Park and with the community of San Jose de Uchupiamonas.
So many experiences to share, but for now just an update on our route and the main themes of our journey--Las Wabus (the girl´s nickname) will be writing blogs later today with their thoughts and impressions.
We left Rurrenabaque eight days ago in the early morning by first crossing the river to the town of San Buena Ventura by taxi-boat. There we with a few guardaparques (rangers of Madidi) and then began driving westward towards the town of Tumopasa. After a few hours of bumpy driving through communities that the Rio Beni Foundation serves, we turned left and went up to the mountain outpost of Sadidi that marks the Madidi National Park boundary. After a wild ride in the Land Cruisers we got out of the cars and met many of the community members of San Jose who would accompany us on the hike as porters, cooks, and guides. We marked the beginning of our journey with a coca leaf ceremony as a payment to Pachamama (Mother Earth). And we were off! The rest of the day was spent walking in the deep rain forest and learning from Sergio and Yhovani our two wonderful friends and guides. After about four hours of walking we arrived at Yariapo Camp, which has been a traditional hunting camp for San Jose for many years. Descriptions cannot do this place justice--next to the Yariapo River with our tents and five star locally grown and prepared food: no hay nada mejor. Later today one of the girls will be writing a blog on our time their...
Our next day was spent at the Yariapo River fishing, writing in our journals, playing music and listening to the sounds of the jungle. Excelente to say the least.
Early the following morning we left on foot for the community of San Jose de Uchupiamonas. Our walk took us through dense patches of forest and up on top of a ridge called Wayrapata, which means ¨on top of the wind¨ in Quechua. After around six hours of walking we made our way into the community of San Jose and were greeted with music, drums, smiles, dances, and speeches by the mayor and cacique (traditional leader).
Later that evening we made camp on a lookout over the Tuichi Valley while meeting and playing with a wonderful group of children who followed the girls.
Our next day was filled with activities! Weaving, grinding sugarcane, horse riding, bows and arrows, dancing, and a highlight, our volleyball and soccer games with the community. We won the volleyball game, but it didn´t seem to matter as everyone had come to watch and was having a great time. The dancing at night was certainly a highlight as well! Everyone let loose and had way to much fun under an almost full moon!
Our next day we said a sad goodbye to San Jose and made our way down on the Tuichi River to Chalalan, San Jose´s community-run ecolodge in Madidi National Park. We spent the next three days, listening to the jungle, swimming in the lake, hiking and fishing at a magical place called Islabon, dancing with our new friends from San Jose, and beginning to reflect on the experience until now. Our time at Chalalan was unforgetable. We saw monkies, macaws, pecaries, cayman, eagles, leafcutter antes, giant matapalo trees, and so much more. Our guides knowledge of the rainforest is seemingly infinite.
Yesterday we boated down the Tuichi River and connected with the Rio Beni that brought us back to Rurrenabaque. A beautiful three hour trip that allowed us time to reflect on our adventures and pass by both the communities first served by Dr. Louis Netzer and his land that he lived on while here in Bolivia.
Today we have a meeting with mayor in recognition of El Puente´s support of the Rio Beni Foundation´s work, a visit to a local elementary school, time at the clinic to learn from the health team, and finally a BBQ to celebrate an end of our time here in Rurrenabaque. Tomorrow we fly to La Paz midmorning before making our way home on the morning of the 29th.
Look for updates from La Wabus later today!
Un abrazo!
Crister
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Chalalan Eco-Lodge
Thursday, July 22, 2010
The group is in San Jose
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Tuesday Morning- Yariapo
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Thoughts from ¨Las Chicas¨
Uncallamaya was a place I will never forget. The people and their way of life opened my eyes to something I have never experienced before. -Ati Namvar
Uncallamaya made me realize how important our work on building filters really makes a difference in a community. I will never forget that visit. - Christina Tebbe
When we arrived in Uncallamaya we had a short meeting before meeting the children and their families. The first thing we talked about were the toilets. I never thought I would come accross a community that did not have flushing toilets and toilet paper as well as sinks and running water. These are things I do not take time to truly apprectiate. It was hard for me to accept that they live that way--most people in the world do. But after spending a day with the children I was able to enjoy my time there. -Lucia Nuechter
Our visit to Uncallamaya really opened my eyes to how a lot of the world lives. The Foundation has made such a difference in parts of the community. It shows me that there is hope for worldwide clean water. -Sydney Riegert
On our second day in Uncallamaya we went around the community to clean and fix family´s water filters. We saw people who didn´t use their filters for a few years because they didn´t know how to use them. One woman´s husband passed away eight years ago and she had to raise five children on her own even thouty she and her family had been drinking water full of bacteria from a creek down from their house. She smiled the whole time we were there. It made me realize that even though these families are in such tough situations, they weren´t worried at all. They were happier than most who have clean and healthly water. -Emalani Artiss
My experience in Uncallamaya is one that I will never forget. Words cannot express the joy I felt when I was with the kids. There was one girl, Gabriela, who I felt a connection with before speaking a word to her. She had a smile that lit up the room. She seemed confident fearless even and was incredibly beautiful. Though I have pictures of her, and though I hardly spoke a word to her, I will never forget her face and the beautiful way in which she carried herself in a situation that was, in several aspects, less than beautiful. -Sophia Phillips
Joy was everywhere in this rural community. Even when the children´s hands were shaking with cold and their thin clothes were soaked, they always had the spirit to play a vivacious game of volleyball or laugh at something so small. I watched the way those strong people struggle, but their bright smiles were what stayed in my memory. -Marandah
Uncallamaya. Wow, what an experience! From the writings above, I bet yáll have heard (or read) all about it. Here´s a link to my blog where I have my take on it.
www.peacefulcookies.blogspot.com
-Heather Harkness
Back in Rurre!..and we´re off!
We´re back in Rurrenabaque after two incredible days in the community Uncallamaya. As a group we learned, laughed, and shared with the community. Though we passed many hours playing volleyball with the young children of the community, our main work was the maintenance of the BioSand water filters and the delivering of direct mediucal care in a clinic set up in the local schoolhouse.
Today we spent in Rurrenabaque exploring the Sunday feria (market) and getting organized for our trek to the community of San Jose de Uchupiamonas. We will be out of direct contact until Monday the 26th of August, but we´ll send short updates via our satelite phone to be posted on the blog.
It has been an incredible journey thus far. What a fantastic group we have!
Un abrazo muy fuerte de nosotros!
-Crister
enjoy the attached photos!
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Heather
1) shovel about six shovelfuls of gravely sand into a wheelbarrow.
2) have someone hold the hose over the wheelbarrow so that it is almost full.
3) The others then run their hands through it, trying to get all the fine dirt up into the water
4) After you finish doing that, dump the water out.
5) Rinse and Repeat (haha) four more times. It isn't sparkly clean, but since it's used with cement, it´s ok.
That´s all I can write now, and to those who read my other blog, I promise to write as soon as possible.
Adios,
Heather/ Carolina (kah-row-leen-a)
Mi Bienvenidos a Bolivia!!
Hasta la Vista Babay!
Marandah
Christina: Day 4
Hasta Luego!
Christina
hola from rurre!!
love,
Ati!!!
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
In Bolivia!
We are now back in El Alto Airport waiting for our flight to Rurrenabaque. A bit of rain from a ¨Surazo¨ (southern front) has delayed our flight a bit, but as we say in Bolivia, ¨Todo es posible, nada es seguro¨--everything is possible, nothing is certain!
Check back soon for photos!
Un abrazo desde los Andes!
Crister, Jim and Christopher
Saturday, July 10, 2010
last day in my bed...
Sophia
Christina
All of us team members have chosen projects to learn about while were on the trip. I have chosen to observe the elders of the communities and learn about their everyday lives and how they differ from ours. I also look forward in getting to know them, because I'm sure they are very fascinating and have many interesting things to share with us.
I will write more over the course of the trip, and look forward to sharing my experiences with everyone!
Hasta Luego
-Christina
Marandah
En Rurre
10 July, 2010
Hello from Rurrenabaque on a cloudy and peaceful Saturday morning. The town slowly awakens: usual birds singing away, slowly getting over-matched by the local boys having an early soccer game on the dirt outside the clinic/office (today is the World Cup game that determines third and fourth places – nearly everyone wants Uruguay to beat Germany); some workers across the way dig trenches and begin to stack rock for a foundation - nothing like the sound of rock on rock signaling manual labor; and music already comes from the Plaza as the municipality is having a special meeting today. Rurre.
I arrived in La Paz last Tuesday after the flight from Santa Barbara. Hard to believe that I first took this route to visit Dr. Lou in 1999, and have averaged three trips a year since then. The altiplano of Bolivia rose up and met the plane on its slow and short decent right on time at 5:05 a.m. I wanted to breath deep the cold dawn air, yet knew better. Slow goes the entry at 13,200 ft.
In La Paz I did mis mandados (errands): went to our friends at America Tours Eco-travel and confirmed that everything was organized – which I had no doubt they were. Great folks. I then went to the Ministry of Health with Dr. Frida (she worked with the Rio Beni Foundation since the earlier days, now lives in La Paz unfortunately because of health conditions) to try and sort out some paperwork. Went twice. Sort of sorted out. We’ll know more on Monday…or maybe Tuesday, or…. We have a great working relationship with the Ministry, yet the presidential office is putting some regulations into place that are fairly tough on the different Ministries. Enough of this.
My flight to Rurre, my second home, up and oooovvveeerrr the Andes, was delayed, but I made it to Rurre by mid-afternoon Thursday. After all these years and delays I know the airport rather well. I was happy when they remodeled it and added on a new section a couple of years ago. More areas to explore and busily wait.
The team had a busy clinic day yesterday, especially because the laboratory is now up and running. We met and discussed logistics for El Puente 8 as the community of Tawa plans for our stay there. The group at Chalalan is preparing for our trek, our camping stays at Yariapo Camp and their community of San Jose de Uchupiamonas, and of course our stay at Chalalan Eco-lodge. Needless to say, all I see and speak with are in admiration of you. Everyone is eager to meet ‘las chicas’ and is really amazed and proud of you for making the commitment to help the work here and become actively involved. They are going to meet a special group of girls. The El Puente journey, now in its 8th year, has become something the town anticipates -- part of its calendar year.
I’ll work this morning, and then in the afternoon watch the World Cup with friends. Then I’ll meet with team in early evening as tomorrow I head back up to La Paz. In time, I plan and hope, to watch the finales de La Copa Mundial and feel the energy of a global phenomena and very much a local game in every part of the world’s streets, dirt patches, homemade pitches and soccer fields in shantytowns, barrios, towns and the modern stadiums of the big cities.
See you all bright and early (actually it will be dark) on Monday. Together we’ll watch the sunrise and the Andes explode with majesty on our way to Lago Titicaca.
Que tengan un buen dia con sus familias. ¡Nos veremos!
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Lucia
With this group I am sure we are going to have the trip of a lifetime!
-Lucia
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Team Member: Heather
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Bienvenidos al Blog
Thank you to everyone for a great meeting Tuesday night. Above are the photos of the meeting.
And the countdown begins! In 17 days we will be traveling to Bolivia ready to learn, listen and share in The Bridge, El Puente. Please check back on the blog regularly to see entries from the eight participants and their perspective on the experience. While in Bolivia we will be posting updates, news, stories, and even photos.
Sulpayki. Gracias. Thank you.
Hasta Luego!
Crister