Madonna sucked every bit of energy out of me and I cannot think today. I just want to run around in a super tight leotard with a whip and set of roller skates and sing at the top of my lungs. She was a shock to watch — walking a fine balance between sexual and perverse. I’d gladly take her as my substitute for love.
Until I recover and am able to string together my thoughts, more shots from the trip to Nica:
The water project, en sum:
1. Haul pvc pipes up a hill, 1.5 kilometers from the well at the base to the sistern at the top. Lay the pipes in a trench, already dug by community volunteers.
2. Work with these same volunteers to carefully hook the pipes together and fill in the trenches.
3. Ask the community members what they will do with their extra time each day now that they’ll have water just feet from their homes? Notice the lake in the background. Villagers were spending two hours a day walking to the lake to get water. Now, they just turn on the faucet.
Housing project, en sum:
1. Find female-led households with children under the age of five who are living on subsistence farming. Ask these families if they are interested in an improved house. (We have 6000 such families now waiting on the list.) Get the families to agree to pay for 40% of the housing material costs — about $400 during a 4-year loan. Get the families to agree to participate in the building of their new home and the other new homes in their community. Transform and old home, made out of eucalyptus slats and plastic sheeting into a cement block wonder:
All for the grand total of $900, including what the family pays for with their microfinance loan. We are building a dozen of these homes this year and hope to have more funding for even more next year. An extra benefit is the fact the house is in the name of the woman. We’d been having a problem with the men trying to sell these babies off as soon as they were complete. No more!
My very favorite tree in bloom. I’m not sure what these are called, but I call them Fire Trees. Their orange blooms are amazing. These grow in Cameroon too.
Morbidly enchanting color.
A community mural from the communist Sandinista days.
A thousand shades of green in the rainforest.
An awesome Aztec/Mayan mural on a hospital wall. I love how the baby is still connected by an umbilical cord.