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Who would have thought that a near-abandoned castle in the middle of a swamp would be the best night sleep I’ve gotten, 11 days into this trip? I slept like a baby, with my own bed and even a pillow to comfort me! It’s a bright blue sky morning here in Cabarete and for the first time in 11 days, the only sound I woke up to this morning was the birds chirping outside our private castle balcony. We arrived to Cabarete yesterday, and after a quick lunch most of the students ran directly into the Caribbean sea, washing off a weeks worth of grime. We really are staying in a castle. It is a hostel about a 15 min. walk from the main drag that is built to look like a castle. It’s the slow ... read more
Romping with Kids
Perching
Serenade


Buenos Tardes, Well, I am back on the road again! Except this time I am responsible for eight 11th graders from The Compass School (the high school I attended.) After a slight travel mishap we arrived in Santiago, Dominican Republic last night. At this very moment, I am feeling incredibly refreshed. I just showered and changed my clothes for the first time in 72 hours. For future reference: DON'T FLY AMERICAN AIRLINES. When I say slight travel mishap, I mean there was a mechanical problem on our first flight which made us miss our flight to Santiago. It only took me singing two bars of West Side Story for the students to excitedly realize where we were headed. We decided to be re-routed to San Juan, Puerto Rico rather then spend the night in Miami. So ... read more
Entertainment by Chris
Some of the students
Dance Session


Sometimes I think back throughout this past year and contemplate how I arrived in this country.Actually, scratch out that first part. Sometimes I think back from the last 5 or 6 years of my life and I juxtapose those years to my current situation and well, I wonder (ponder is fine here right? cause I have a dictionary with me, but only a Spanish to English and vice versa) how my present self arrived in this position. At this moment, one could put your hand on the CD of life, abruptly, violently stopping the natural progress of one’s existence. Time for some retrospective thoughts! After my little adventure in Spain in the summer of 2006, I had decreed that after I finished school I would take a year long trip through Latin America. And as those ... read more
Baby Goat
My view from my porch


Heading back from Jarabocoa to ILAC for the third week in the DR brought a sense of home and comfort. We had all settled in quite nicely to our own double bunk beds, a workout routine of running around the sand track in the evenings, and our consistent 730AM, noon, and 6PM meals followed by reading and dominos. The weather was a tropical breeze with warm sunny days, cool evenings, and even chilly nights. Everyone found a routine at their clinic sites and shared their patient stories daily at meal times. Conveniences that are more often than not a necesity in the United States don't exist in developing countries. Most people have cell phones and some sort of motor vehicle usually a motorcycle. Never do people have machines to wash dishes and clothes. The social system ... read more
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As we entered into the final week of our stay in the DR the taste was very bittersweet. Each of us was in anticipation of graduation, a new job, where we would begin a new stage in our lives, and how to say goodbye to some of the most wonderful patients and people we have ever met. All students at each clinic site were required to prepare and present some sort of educational seminar to the health professionals at their clinic sites...in Spanish. Well we had done it before (with much more assistance) in the campo and now it was time to pull it together on our own. Colie and I decided that we saw a high number of shoulder injuries at the clinic thought the therapists could benefit from a few more "tools" or treatment ... read more
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I believe that I have a day that encapsulates my life: El dia perfecto Alarm beeping, 7:20am. I grudgingly swivel my head around to turn off my alarm. While rubbing my eyes, I get out of bed and willing step through my door to sit down at the table for breakfast. Literally, 2 minutes later, my Dona, Dona Chede (its her nickname, very common here to use), puts in front of me a breakfast of avena, some kind of sweet bread, and a mixture of papaya, pineapple and mystery fruit #3 (lets just say I forgot the name and really I only know the name of this fruit in spanish, but it tastes so similar to me). First, lets talk about avena…Genus English….Oatmeal…..Genus Tal’s dictionary…Not fucking oatmeal. Oh don’t get me wrong, I like it, really ... read more


In need of some sun, sand and surf, and on the cusp of a milestone birthday, I decided to spend a week at a surf camp, where I enjoyed the sunny, 30-degree Dominican sun, met some new-found friends, caught a wave or two, and enjoyed exploring the local beachside town. A link to a travel article I wrote for a local paper is available here: http://www.straight.com/life/341141/learning-surf-laid-back-fun-dominican-republic-camp.... read more
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Week 2 proved to be the light at the end of the tunnel. We all were battling upset stomachs, struggling to learn the language, and learning about all of the bugs and the type of bites that left you looking as if you had contracted some sort of disease. This week was a shortened week as we only had 3 days in the clinic and then we would be off to an outdoor adventure resort called Rancho Baugiate in Jarabacoa where Jurassic Park was filmed. Hallelujah! We had all become familiar with the transportation by now and had ventured out a few times to try out the restaurants and enjoy the culture. The downtown area of Santiago was very nice and the food was delicious. It felt good to shower thoroughly and put on something other ... read more
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Jarabacoa


Hopefully my pictures will speak for me throughout this blog but I will do my best to describe this amazing country. After a whirlwind of packing, re-packing, and a long plane ride from Seattle, WA to the Dominican Republic (DR) I finally landed in the tropical and sticky climate of what was to be my new home for the next 5 weeks. It was a site to see 18 "gringos" congregating in the airport attempting to speak their first words of Spanish to each other. We arrived at the ILAC Mission center around 9 p.m. with large amounts of luggage and mosquitos in the air. We quickly became aquainted with the thin mattresses and large mosquito nets. The next morning we arose, earlier than planned, to the farmhouse orchestra of cows, chickens, roosters, and who knows ... read more
ILAC Mission
ILAC Mission
ILAC Mission


Hello all! It's been a few weeks and a busy time in the office, but I snuck out for 4 days to go to the D.R. for their 2nd Intl. Bachata Festival the weekend before last. After an 8 hour busride I was in Santo Domingo for an incredible first trip to other country that shares this island. Not only was the contrast in city infrastructure striking between Haiti and the D.R., but even on the busride over there was a notable difference in the agriculture: organized fields, tools, tractors, irrigation systems for rice fields, etc. (another convo about international investment and country histories would be great to have here, but I can't do it justice now...). Anyways... It was the first time I've ever paid for a hotel in my adult life (granted I shared ... read more
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Workshop time
Hotel! Buffet! Hot water!




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