Look into the eye of this filthy fucking creature, and tell me it's not evil. At 4:04 a.m. I am once again woken up to the sound of his "cocka doodle god damned doo." (Sorry, I stole that from the film Young Guns). At 4:46 a.m. I exit my room into the darkness and find a long stick leaning up against the side of the house. I tiptoe out and begin violently jabbing it into the shrub where he usually hides out, but to no avail. He's moved into the tree right outside my window. I'm barefoot and step into a deep puddle of mud and cuss. I give up, go back to bed, this time with ear plugs. No good. My earplugs are no match for his call. 5:07 a.m. I figure I will go running since I am up, but after peeking down the street it looks dark, scary, and ominous. I imagine getting robbed down by the fisherman village which I was warned to stay away from when I arrived in Falmouth. Back to bed. More "cocka doodle god damned doo". 5:31 a.m. I am back outside with my stick blindly poking into this tree behind my window. I nearly slip backwards, but I'm determined to murder this bird. He must sense my presence because all is quiet, even when the rooster down the street calls to him. My only chances are to finesse my way through the barbed wire above the wall and climb the tree, but I can just see a neighbor's reaction seeing some crazy white boy in a tree in the wee hours of the morning. The sun's first rays will be here soon, and I decide to articulate my plan of attack for another day. 5:49 a.m. I am back in my room and have given up.......for now. His days are numbered, I assure you that. I will dispose of this beast. Mark my words.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Saturday, November 1, 2008
4 MONTHS!
Today is my 4 month mark since arriving in Jamaica on July 1, 2008! And 22 months remaining in my service, should I be lucky enough to make it that far. One day at a time.
Happy belated Halloween to you all. I was a little disappointed that I was unable to carve a pumpkin this year. Every year I carve a pumpkin I am reminded how important it is to not necessarily be young, but to feel young. Carving pumpkins always makes me feel like a kid again. This year I made dinner plans with Kelly, another Volunteer who works out of Lucea, Jamaica. All week it had been threatening to rain, but nothing significant dropped. That all changed the instant I decided to go to Montego Bay to meet up. My dad calls it the "Kolb curse". All hell broke loose, and it began to rain cats and dogs, as they say. We got COMPLETELY drenched, and were forced to change plans. We made it to a nearby Pizza Hut of all places, and made our way to the dining area looking like something the cat brought in. Needless to say, we got some strange looks from the local Jamaicans. Luckily I am used to making an ass out of myself in public, so no harm done. The next challenge was trying to sit through dinner soaking wet with the A/C blasting. I was shivering, and some of my fingers were getting numb. In spite of the situation, we headed back to the bus park early and departed our separate ways for the evening. By the way, the pizza was absolute bliss, and another lasting Halloween memory made!
News on the homefront in Falmouth:
In the early hours one morning last week a dog managed to finagle his way into the yard and apparently ate both our baby chicks, and the momma hen, Henrietta. The papa rooster, Chanticleer, said "screw this shit, I'm outta here" and jumped ship. Smart fella. So the past few days I could hear his call, as it sounds a bit different than the others nearby. I should know, he wakes me up EVERY morning. Today my host mother managed to track him down nearby in an abandoned lot and coax him back with some feed corn. As annoying as he can be, it's good to have my alarm clock back. Welcome home buddy! Now let's find you another pretty lady friend.
Snorkeling Saturday was no good today. The high winds all week along with the rain made visibility a mere 2 feet or so. Instead I worked on my tan, and chatted with an old local fisherman named Wilson who casually smoked his spliff while explaining the different fish he catches in winter compared to summer. Then we just sat quietly together watching the great expanse of sea before us.
My scuba dive trip to Curacao is canceled, unfortunately. I didn't get leave authorized, and the security manager is doing a site visit to my place that week. Bummer, but life goes on. Looking forward to Ivy and Donnie coming down for Christmas and New Years.
My days at the local school are good and bad, depending on the behavior of the kids. It takes a lot of patience and energy, and I am beginning to think my time may be better served here in the form of one-on-one tutoring. The classroom feels more like babysitting than teaching. I met a woman who is getting her tutoring program up and running again in January, and I have dibs to assist her. So things here are constantly in a state of flux. Sorry, I just really wanted to use that word because it sounds cool. But anyways, it's nice to have the freedom to try new things and do other activities as things change. Life is still sweet on the Jamrock. Well, it's Saturday 8:40 pm, and there's a beer at the Hub up the road with my name on it. So here we part until next time...
"When you realize how perfect everything is you will tilt your head back and laugh at the sky."
-Buddha
p.s. there's nothing perfect about mosquitoes. I still despise them.
Friday, October 24, 2008
Election Fever!!!
Do you have the fever? Election fever? Or are you just running a fever from McCain's desperate responses in the debate and poor choice in a running mate? Well, I have good news for you! I proudly sent in my absentee ballot with a big fat blob next to OBAMA! I am taking next Wednesday off work, so another Volunteer and I can have an Election 2008 party.
I considered deleting my blog, but I will try and keep it going for your pleasure. I am reluctant to make the switch to Mac, but might go for it. I am seriously considering purchasing a laptop and having my brother bring it down in December. In that case, I hope to get more pics and blog posts up. This computer at the house is a real hunk o' junk. But it works.
Thank Jah it's Friday! I'm sittin' here at the computer munching on some fresh pineapple from a street vendor down the road.
First of all, I have to give a shout out to Jen and Rhi for sending the kick ass care packages full of goodies that I so desire! You two rock! I ate Fun Dip for the first time in like 15 years, and it took me back to the good ol' days on Valerie Road in Roscoe, Illinois! And the Trader Joe's ginger chews........holy crap they are addictive! Last night I was indulging myself in these ginger chews, and began wondering the life of each chew. Where is the ginger grown? Who picks it? Where is the factory where its all made, and then shipped to the Trader Joe's warehouse in California? From there is comes to Trader Joe's Albuquerque where Rhi purchases it. Next she boxes it up again for yet another journey to the relaxed atmosphere of the Caribbean. Then it sits bored in Kingston for a few weeks at the Peace Corps office before being driven to Savanna La Mar where I picked it up from a Health Conference. Next it taxis to Falmouth and into my little dank room in the back of the house. Finally on a quiet Thursday evening, bugs chirping, the bag and wrappers open up to culminate into an orgy of taste in my mouth!
So you are probably curious as to what's been going on here lately. Well, last night the house rooster started "cocka doodle doing" at a record 11:56pm. There have been many mornings I have wanted to cut it's head off, and spent one morning brainstorming where to find some poison to put in its water. He cocka doodle doos about 5 meters from my head EVERY morning. I figured my only choice is to become allies with it, so I thank him on running days when I need to be up early to exercise. I can't kill him, as he is now the proud father of two baby chicks.
The country of Jamaica proudly hosted the return of the gold medal athletes from Beijing, China, and they paraded their way from Montego Bay to my little home town of Falmouth. It was cool to see Usain Bolt and the rest of the gang. The town went nuts and hundreds of Jamaicans elbowed their way for a good view. My buddy Tom nudged his way up to get an autograph and all he had was a 1000 Jamaican dollar bill, so Bolt signed it! I told him to auction it on eBay, but he wants to keep it. I'm not a fan of crowds, so I slipped out and went home for dinner.
The majority of my time has now been at the Falmouth All-Age school two blocks from my house. I work there 3 to 4 days per week, and its going well. I am assisting in teaching grade 7, and absolutely LOVE it! I feel like I may have found my calling as a teacher. I'm already getting attached to our class of 46 students. There are a few bad apples in the bunch, but for the most part the kids mean well and its a rewarding feeling to help them where I can. Today for the first time I got to sit in the hot seat. I had to teach class today all on my own! I was ready for the challenge, and stepped up. It went better than I expected, as some of the kids take advantage of the fact that I'm not a hard-nose authoritarian like most of the other teachers. So, I'm nearly convinced that I will pursue my teacher certification when I return to New Mexico.
Working at the school has also brought about some new possibilities for little side projects. I have been brainstorming the idea of creating a boys' club, campus cleanup, tutoring program, HIV/AIDS awareness training, and some other things. The possibilities are literally endless. The beauty of being a Peace Corps Volunteer is that we can do whatever we want to. I have no boss micro-managing me or telling me what to do. This opportunity is absolutely amazing, and I am so happy to be here with these kids.
Last weekend I needed to get out of town, so I took public trans to Negril on the west coast to take in some sunsets, Red Stripes, scuba diving, and cliff jumping. Stupid me jumps off this 25 foot cliff (doesn't seem scary until you look down) and realize halfway to the water that my cell phone is in my pocket! No reason to get mad, so I shrugged it off and picked up another cheap phone for $2,700 JD(35 USD). The rest of the Volunteers went to Kingston this weekend for quarterly meetings, but it was optional so I chose to relax. Besides, tomorrow is Snorkeling Saturday!
Can't get pics up until I get a laptop:( Until next time......"Be true to your work, your word, and your friend." -Thoreau
I considered deleting my blog, but I will try and keep it going for your pleasure. I am reluctant to make the switch to Mac, but might go for it. I am seriously considering purchasing a laptop and having my brother bring it down in December. In that case, I hope to get more pics and blog posts up. This computer at the house is a real hunk o' junk. But it works.
Thank Jah it's Friday! I'm sittin' here at the computer munching on some fresh pineapple from a street vendor down the road.
First of all, I have to give a shout out to Jen and Rhi for sending the kick ass care packages full of goodies that I so desire! You two rock! I ate Fun Dip for the first time in like 15 years, and it took me back to the good ol' days on Valerie Road in Roscoe, Illinois! And the Trader Joe's ginger chews........holy crap they are addictive! Last night I was indulging myself in these ginger chews, and began wondering the life of each chew. Where is the ginger grown? Who picks it? Where is the factory where its all made, and then shipped to the Trader Joe's warehouse in California? From there is comes to Trader Joe's Albuquerque where Rhi purchases it. Next she boxes it up again for yet another journey to the relaxed atmosphere of the Caribbean. Then it sits bored in Kingston for a few weeks at the Peace Corps office before being driven to Savanna La Mar where I picked it up from a Health Conference. Next it taxis to Falmouth and into my little dank room in the back of the house. Finally on a quiet Thursday evening, bugs chirping, the bag and wrappers open up to culminate into an orgy of taste in my mouth!
So you are probably curious as to what's been going on here lately. Well, last night the house rooster started "cocka doodle doing" at a record 11:56pm. There have been many mornings I have wanted to cut it's head off, and spent one morning brainstorming where to find some poison to put in its water. He cocka doodle doos about 5 meters from my head EVERY morning. I figured my only choice is to become allies with it, so I thank him on running days when I need to be up early to exercise. I can't kill him, as he is now the proud father of two baby chicks.
The country of Jamaica proudly hosted the return of the gold medal athletes from Beijing, China, and they paraded their way from Montego Bay to my little home town of Falmouth. It was cool to see Usain Bolt and the rest of the gang. The town went nuts and hundreds of Jamaicans elbowed their way for a good view. My buddy Tom nudged his way up to get an autograph and all he had was a 1000 Jamaican dollar bill, so Bolt signed it! I told him to auction it on eBay, but he wants to keep it. I'm not a fan of crowds, so I slipped out and went home for dinner.
The majority of my time has now been at the Falmouth All-Age school two blocks from my house. I work there 3 to 4 days per week, and its going well. I am assisting in teaching grade 7, and absolutely LOVE it! I feel like I may have found my calling as a teacher. I'm already getting attached to our class of 46 students. There are a few bad apples in the bunch, but for the most part the kids mean well and its a rewarding feeling to help them where I can. Today for the first time I got to sit in the hot seat. I had to teach class today all on my own! I was ready for the challenge, and stepped up. It went better than I expected, as some of the kids take advantage of the fact that I'm not a hard-nose authoritarian like most of the other teachers. So, I'm nearly convinced that I will pursue my teacher certification when I return to New Mexico.
Working at the school has also brought about some new possibilities for little side projects. I have been brainstorming the idea of creating a boys' club, campus cleanup, tutoring program, HIV/AIDS awareness training, and some other things. The possibilities are literally endless. The beauty of being a Peace Corps Volunteer is that we can do whatever we want to. I have no boss micro-managing me or telling me what to do. This opportunity is absolutely amazing, and I am so happy to be here with these kids.
Last weekend I needed to get out of town, so I took public trans to Negril on the west coast to take in some sunsets, Red Stripes, scuba diving, and cliff jumping. Stupid me jumps off this 25 foot cliff (doesn't seem scary until you look down) and realize halfway to the water that my cell phone is in my pocket! No reason to get mad, so I shrugged it off and picked up another cheap phone for $2,700 JD(35 USD). The rest of the Volunteers went to Kingston this weekend for quarterly meetings, but it was optional so I chose to relax. Besides, tomorrow is Snorkeling Saturday!
Can't get pics up until I get a laptop:( Until next time......"Be true to your work, your word, and your friend." -Thoreau
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
My Book List
Now that I am done with school(for now), I can finally read books that "I" want to read.
This post will be a running tally of the books I read while I am here. I've posted my rating
of the book on a 5 star scale. Please note that these stars are "my" opinion!
Desert Solitaire by Edward Abbey *****
Abbey gives a comical, cynical, philosophical, and straightforward account of our National Park system based on his personal experience as a seasonal park ranger in Arches National Park, Utah. Anyone who loves the outdoors and especially the southwest would enjoy this book. I look forward to reading more of his works.
The Power of Now by Eckart Tolle ***
This book was a graduation gift(Thanks Ivy!). This book definitely has some good stuff about how to deal with staying in the moment, rather than reverting back to the past or the future(which really doesn't exist). Cool book, and I rather enjoyed it as it was given to me in a transitional period of my life. On the downside, I thought it was a little bit long-winded.
To The Last Drop by Andrew Wice ****
I purchased this book from a good friend of mine(I even got his autograph). The soon to be famous Andrew Wice of Madrid, New Mexico, has written 7 novels. His first novel published To The Last Drop is about a water war between Texas and New Mexico, and the story unfolds from different perspectives of the two warring sides. Entertaining read, and maybe not too far fetched!
Longitude by Dava Sobel ****
Only a Geography student could really appreciate this book. Quick read about the history of sailors' dilemma of calculating the Longitude (Latitude was easy using the North Star) while on the open ocean. The race to develop the first precise time-keeping device on-board ships with a prize that today would be equivalent to millions of dollars! Interesting historical read.
Last Child in the Woods by Richard Louv ****
Every parent in America should read this book. Studies from around the world are beginning to show that kids' lack of outdoor play is affecting them in various ways, including attention deficit disorder among many others. Most of our kids prefer to stay inside near the outlets and play video games, which I think is a sad part of our society. Great read overall, but the middle section tented to babble just a bit with too many statistics.
Urban and Regional Planning in Jamaica by Pauline McHardy **
My interest in Urban Planning spurred me to purchase this book since I live in Jamaica. The book's strong points are the historical hierarchy of government in Jamaica, but was so detailed in some aspects of Planning that it was hard to follow.
Home From Nowhere by James Howard Kunstler *****
This book rocks! Kunstler's follow up to Geography of Nowhere, which was a mandatory read for Professor Seidler's Land-Use class at UNM. This is where my interest in Urban Planning all started! Thanks Professor Seidler! This book explores some of the practical solutions to dealing with urban sprawl as the oil boom in America inevitably will come to an end in the next few decades.....and yes, it will happen!
Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert ***
Recommended by my friend Noelle. Pretty interesting book, and I admire this woman's courage and adventurous spirit to seek happiness in her life. I can see how a woman might relate to it better than I, however I really enjoyed it. I thought the ending was a bit fairy tale(even though it was real), but she does find happiness after her personal turmoil so who am I to judge!?
The Long Emergency by James Howard Kunstler *****
Another great book by one of my favorite authors. He refers to the "long emergency" as we pass peak global oil production, and the challenges that will present themselves in the next few decades, along with global warming and other critical issues. Awesome book that should be mandatory reading for all high-school students. Kunstler has done his research in this book, and it shows. I suppose I am fascinated by these books because of how uninformed the American people are on some of these issues. These are things our own government will not come out in the public forum and talk about. No politician in his right mind would want to stir up any panic because he has a career to worry about! Not to mention this would affect the economy, and we're already heading toward a global recession. It's best if we just ignore the issue and hope everything keeps on working, right? (that was sarcasm if you hadn't noticed)
Siddhartha by Herman Hesse ****
I should have updated my thoughts on this book right after I read it. It was a super quick read, and I thoroughly enjoyed the last ten pages when Siddhartha explains all that he has learned to his dear friend. Fits very closely with my religious beliefs and philosophy of life. Good read.
Walden by Henry David Thoreau *****
The critics weren't exaggerating. This book is a masterpiece! I tried reading this book about five years ago, and couldn't seem to get through it. I loved it this time around. If I could write even half as eloquently as Thoreau I'd feel like an awesome writer. But I can't. I did a lot of highlighting in this book, as there are numerous quotes that I found worth marking along with the already famous ones found within. For some reason as I was reading this book I kept thinking of Edward Abbey and his Desert Solitaire. I suppose there are a few similarities between the ideals of each man. Highly recommended book. Enjoy.
Among Grizzlies by Timothy Treadwell ***
This is the book that inspired the documentary Grizzly Man. My sister actually recommended that I watch the documentary, but never got around to it before leaving for Jamaica. I actually "borrowed" this book from the Powell Plaza in Kingston the weekend I swore in as an official Peace Corps Volunteer. Made me think of you Katie, so thanks! Timothy Treadwell was an amazing man who dedicated his final years to the grizzlies, and met his demise by the animals he loved and protected. Even so, I don't think he was a madman. The best way to go is doing what you love, and he did that. I respect that.
Dragon Sea by Frank Pope ****
This was another "borrowed" book from Powell Plaza. I actually grabbed this one off the shelf only because it was nonfiction. I didn't think it would be that great, but was taken by surprise when after reading the introduction I couldn't put it back down. I read this one in less than a week. This book is an exciting account of sunken treasures deep in the south China Sea from hundreds of years ago. The discovery and recovery of the Hoi An wreck full of rare Vietnamese porcelain proved to be a challenge at every moment for the author and the crew. Motivated me to get my butt out to Negril for a scuba dive! Great book if you like real stories about the ocean and history.
Titanic: Psychic Forewarnings of a Tragedy by George Behe**
Got this book from my host mother's large collection of books here in the house. I have always been fascinated by the ironic story of the unsinkable ship on her maiden voyage. I'm not a hugely superstitious person, and although it was very objective, I just couldn't really buy into a lot of the stories involved. However, there were a few interesting and bizarre "coincidences" involving gut feelings of some of the passengers and crewmembers. I was glad to finish this book, and wouldn't recommend it unless you are a hard core Titanic reader.
A Separate Peace by John Knowles***
Thanks for the book Jen! This book is a novel, which I normally wouldn't read because I'm normally hell bent on non-fiction. I rather enjoyed it, though. Knowles has a way with descriptions that leaves nothing out. You can picture everything exactly in your mind as you read this book. I kept waiting for the boys to enlist and go off to war, but then I could tell it wasn't going to happen because the book was nearly finished. It almost seemed as though the whole book could be the prelude to even larger story.
This post will be a running tally of the books I read while I am here. I've posted my rating
of the book on a 5 star scale. Please note that these stars are "my" opinion!
Desert Solitaire by Edward Abbey *****
Abbey gives a comical, cynical, philosophical, and straightforward account of our National Park system based on his personal experience as a seasonal park ranger in Arches National Park, Utah. Anyone who loves the outdoors and especially the southwest would enjoy this book. I look forward to reading more of his works.
The Power of Now by Eckart Tolle ***
This book was a graduation gift(Thanks Ivy!). This book definitely has some good stuff about how to deal with staying in the moment, rather than reverting back to the past or the future(which really doesn't exist). Cool book, and I rather enjoyed it as it was given to me in a transitional period of my life. On the downside, I thought it was a little bit long-winded.
To The Last Drop by Andrew Wice ****
I purchased this book from a good friend of mine(I even got his autograph). The soon to be famous Andrew Wice of Madrid, New Mexico, has written 7 novels. His first novel published To The Last Drop is about a water war between Texas and New Mexico, and the story unfolds from different perspectives of the two warring sides. Entertaining read, and maybe not too far fetched!
Longitude by Dava Sobel ****
Only a Geography student could really appreciate this book. Quick read about the history of sailors' dilemma of calculating the Longitude (Latitude was easy using the North Star) while on the open ocean. The race to develop the first precise time-keeping device on-board ships with a prize that today would be equivalent to millions of dollars! Interesting historical read.
Last Child in the Woods by Richard Louv ****
Every parent in America should read this book. Studies from around the world are beginning to show that kids' lack of outdoor play is affecting them in various ways, including attention deficit disorder among many others. Most of our kids prefer to stay inside near the outlets and play video games, which I think is a sad part of our society. Great read overall, but the middle section tented to babble just a bit with too many statistics.
Urban and Regional Planning in Jamaica by Pauline McHardy **
My interest in Urban Planning spurred me to purchase this book since I live in Jamaica. The book's strong points are the historical hierarchy of government in Jamaica, but was so detailed in some aspects of Planning that it was hard to follow.
Home From Nowhere by James Howard Kunstler *****
This book rocks! Kunstler's follow up to Geography of Nowhere, which was a mandatory read for Professor Seidler's Land-Use class at UNM. This is where my interest in Urban Planning all started! Thanks Professor Seidler! This book explores some of the practical solutions to dealing with urban sprawl as the oil boom in America inevitably will come to an end in the next few decades.....and yes, it will happen!
Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert ***
Recommended by my friend Noelle. Pretty interesting book, and I admire this woman's courage and adventurous spirit to seek happiness in her life. I can see how a woman might relate to it better than I, however I really enjoyed it. I thought the ending was a bit fairy tale(even though it was real), but she does find happiness after her personal turmoil so who am I to judge!?
The Long Emergency by James Howard Kunstler *****
Another great book by one of my favorite authors. He refers to the "long emergency" as we pass peak global oil production, and the challenges that will present themselves in the next few decades, along with global warming and other critical issues. Awesome book that should be mandatory reading for all high-school students. Kunstler has done his research in this book, and it shows. I suppose I am fascinated by these books because of how uninformed the American people are on some of these issues. These are things our own government will not come out in the public forum and talk about. No politician in his right mind would want to stir up any panic because he has a career to worry about! Not to mention this would affect the economy, and we're already heading toward a global recession. It's best if we just ignore the issue and hope everything keeps on working, right? (that was sarcasm if you hadn't noticed)
Siddhartha by Herman Hesse ****
I should have updated my thoughts on this book right after I read it. It was a super quick read, and I thoroughly enjoyed the last ten pages when Siddhartha explains all that he has learned to his dear friend. Fits very closely with my religious beliefs and philosophy of life. Good read.
Walden by Henry David Thoreau *****
The critics weren't exaggerating. This book is a masterpiece! I tried reading this book about five years ago, and couldn't seem to get through it. I loved it this time around. If I could write even half as eloquently as Thoreau I'd feel like an awesome writer. But I can't. I did a lot of highlighting in this book, as there are numerous quotes that I found worth marking along with the already famous ones found within. For some reason as I was reading this book I kept thinking of Edward Abbey and his Desert Solitaire. I suppose there are a few similarities between the ideals of each man. Highly recommended book. Enjoy.
Among Grizzlies by Timothy Treadwell ***
This is the book that inspired the documentary Grizzly Man. My sister actually recommended that I watch the documentary, but never got around to it before leaving for Jamaica. I actually "borrowed" this book from the Powell Plaza in Kingston the weekend I swore in as an official Peace Corps Volunteer. Made me think of you Katie, so thanks! Timothy Treadwell was an amazing man who dedicated his final years to the grizzlies, and met his demise by the animals he loved and protected. Even so, I don't think he was a madman. The best way to go is doing what you love, and he did that. I respect that.
Dragon Sea by Frank Pope ****
This was another "borrowed" book from Powell Plaza. I actually grabbed this one off the shelf only because it was nonfiction. I didn't think it would be that great, but was taken by surprise when after reading the introduction I couldn't put it back down. I read this one in less than a week. This book is an exciting account of sunken treasures deep in the south China Sea from hundreds of years ago. The discovery and recovery of the Hoi An wreck full of rare Vietnamese porcelain proved to be a challenge at every moment for the author and the crew. Motivated me to get my butt out to Negril for a scuba dive! Great book if you like real stories about the ocean and history.
Titanic: Psychic Forewarnings of a Tragedy by George Behe**
Got this book from my host mother's large collection of books here in the house. I have always been fascinated by the ironic story of the unsinkable ship on her maiden voyage. I'm not a hugely superstitious person, and although it was very objective, I just couldn't really buy into a lot of the stories involved. However, there were a few interesting and bizarre "coincidences" involving gut feelings of some of the passengers and crewmembers. I was glad to finish this book, and wouldn't recommend it unless you are a hard core Titanic reader.
A Separate Peace by John Knowles***
Thanks for the book Jen! This book is a novel, which I normally wouldn't read because I'm normally hell bent on non-fiction. I rather enjoyed it, though. Knowles has a way with descriptions that leaves nothing out. You can picture everything exactly in your mind as you read this book. I kept waiting for the boys to enlist and go off to war, but then I could tell it wasn't going to happen because the book was nearly finished. It almost seemed as though the whole book could be the prelude to even larger story.
The Rise and Fall of Falmouth, Jamaica by Carey Robinson***
The title of book gives you an idea what mysteries are contained in this book. It's a fairly simply written book about the history of Falmouth, Jamaica. From the heydays of the bustling town and harbor to the unfortunate decrepit Georgian style architecture leftover in modern day Falmouth, Carey Robinson gives a brief history of Falmouth. Some of the interesting facts that didn't quite fit into any chapter are just casually thrown into the print, which I found a tad bit odd. Interesting nonetheless, seeing that I live in Falmouth, Jamaica now. Definitely gave me some insight to the struggles of the slaves, the maroon wars, political conflict, and everyday life of peoples in Jamaica centuries past.
The Dhammapada translated by Eknath Easwaran *****
This is a book of translated verses from the Buddha himself and also of his disciples. This version has an outstanding introduction by the translator. This was right up my alley, especially being here in Jamaica serving in the Peace Corps. I have a unique interest in Eastern Religion, especially Buddhism, and these verses explain simply how to find joy and happiness by looking nowhere else but within oneself through meditation and reduction of selfish, earthly desires. This is definitely something to keep on the shelf for quick reference and encouragement. Highly recommended to anyone interested in becoming a better person. Five stars!
Cadillac Desert by Marc Reisner *****
What an amazing amount of information on the making of the west due to the huge water projects created by the Bureau of Reclamation and Corps of Engineers, pre and post World War II. If I remember correctly, it took the author 5 years of research to gather the information needed to write this book. I had no idea where the western half of the country got its water, and anyone who lives west of the 100th meridian needs to read this book. Economics, politics, greed, environmental devastation, urban sprawl, battles between right and wrong and opposing agencies, and the huge and much unknown world of American agriculture are covered in this lengthy non-fiction book. This book is nearly 20 years old now, and now I need to find today's equivalent to to keep up-to-date. I have to admit that I am one of the many of millions of Americans who desires to call home a place in the arid west. For me it's Albuquerque, New Mexico. Surely, as cities and populations grow, as aquifers and groundwater get depleted at enormous rates, as environmentalism gains strength, as old dams begin to silt up, as farmers continue to douse the dry west with subsidized tax-payer funded cheap water, the whole system is bound for a future with great stress and possible calamity. All of these important issues are covered in this book. A masterpiece not to be taken lightly. Our next wars will be fought over water.
Mountains Beyond Mountains by Tracy Kidder***
This book came pretty highly recommended by a few other Peace Corps volunteers, among good ratings on Amazon. I didn't think it was that great, however, it was fairly inspiring being here in Jamaica and looking for a meaningful secondary project. I actually came up with my big idea while reading this book, so perhaps this book served its purpose for me. Paul Farmer, a doctor from Harvard Medical School, dedicates his life to selfless service in Haiti, Peru, Russia, and the United States. His aim is simple: To rid the world of Tuberculosis, and prove that it can be cost effective to treat infectious diseases in the poorest of nations in the world. Don't get me wrong, it's a good book. I guess medical stuff really doesn't interest me all that much, and I kept waiting for something exciting to happen.....that never really came. I only gave it 3 stars.
Neither Here Nor There-Travels in Europe by Bill Bryson***
Bill Bryson's A Walk In The Woods is the book, that ten years ago, got me interested in reading. It took me 20 years to realize there are actually books out there that are captivating. Honestly, I only read this book because it was given to me. It didn't look that great, and it lived up to those expectations. The humorous writing, quite notable of Bryson's works, kept me reading til the end. It wasn't boring, but his descriptions of his travels through Europe began to sound the same toward the end. A Walk In The Woods is by far his best piece.
Into the Wild by Jon Krakauer*****
Because I am out of new books, and I love this book, I decided to read it again. Still just as good as the first time around! I don't care what anyone says about Chris McCandless. He is a hero of mine for having the gall and audacity to live his dream. Renouncing expectations of parents and society, he says fuck it all, and heads off on a nomadic and spiritual journey throughout the western United States, Mexico, and then "north" to Alaska. Krakauer tells the story of "Alexander Supertramp" amazingly well, and adds more than the box office movie hit can. This book is right up my alley, and sits comfortably in my top five favorite books. Most people have a difficult time understanding the mindset of someone like Chris McCandless, but many of my thoughts, beliefs, and morals parallel Chris' in an eery sort of way. It's the sort of book that makes me want to hop on my touring bicycle, hit the open road, and get away from people. The bike is ready and waiting as soon as this Peace Corps adventure finds its conclusion. I can't wait! Read this book if you want to understand how awesome people like Chris McCandless and myself are;)
The Perfect Storm by Sebastian Junger ****
The first time I read this book a number of years ago, I would have rated it five stars. Not quite as exciting the second time around, but still good nonetheless. This book a non-fiction action-packed and suspenseful read. Definitely for anyone who likes to read about the dangers of working on the open and dangerous North Atlantic, or who just likes an adventurous read. Since we don't know for sure what happened to the Andrea Gail and its crew, Junger takes an educated guess about the last hours of the heroic crew who gave their lives so that we can put seafood on our plates. If you enjoyed The Deadliest Catch on whatever channel that was, you'll love this book.
Salt: A World History by Mark Kurlansky***
Non-fiction. I actually didn't finish this book, even though it was very interesting. I read about 3/4 of it, and got kinda bored with it partly because I was lent a book that I was very excited about. It's very fascinating though. Kurlansky gives a history of salt from its discovery, and goes into the many uses of it from around the world, and lastly how it has impacted economies around the world throughout its long known existence. It's one of those books that makes you go "hmm".....interesting.
Three Cups of Tea by Greg Mortenson and David Oliver Relin****
Non-fiction. This book is just shy of a five star rating in my opinion, but I would still highly recommend this book to anyone who reads. It's the perfect book to read as a Peace Corps Volunteer who needs a little inspiration or validation about the work we do around the world. One person CAN make a difference. Greg Mortenson, an ordinary person such as you and I, failed an attempt to climb the world's most technical peak, called K2. Emaciated on his return from his summit attempt, he is brought to the safety of a nearby village by a local man where he was given a place to rest and eat. After talking with the locals, he learns the great need of a school, so as a repayment he vows to return to build a school. One year later he fulfills his promise, and with a little luck and determination, he manages to start an institute to build schools and educate the youth of Pakistan. A true hero of mine, he is a real fighter of the war on terrorism by the only real means that works. Books not bombs. Thank you Greg.
Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee by Dee Brown*****
Nothing short of amazing. Tragic. Sad. Heart-breaking. A must read for everyone who lives in America. The true Native American history of the West you won't get in a classroom. This book will truly open your eyes to the forgotten native peoples of our great country, and leave you feeling kinda crappy.....as it should. Brown covers a 30 year span from 1860 to 1890, and tells of the horrific truth behind 'Manifest Destiny' and the utterly helpless victims in a changing world of white intrusion from Europe. Just another reason I could never call myself a "Christian", even if I believed Jesus was the song of God (which I don't). If you never read this book, I seriously think you're a douche bag.
Monday, September 15, 2008
I'm official, and I have a new home in Falmouth
Just for the record, I still hate the humidity and the mosquitoes.
Wow, a lot has happened since my last post. I had tried posting 3 other times, but due to technical difficulties I lost them all.
So, I finished what the Peace Corps calls "training", which is a nice euphemism for a total waste of time. I learned more tips in one hour at the bar with another volunteer who has been in country for a couple years. Regardless, I am an official Peace Corps Volunteer now! We swore in as official volunteers as Hurricane Gustav rushed the island, and we got to stay in Kingston for an extra two days(which wasn't so bad because the hotel bar was still open).
As some of you may or may not know, I can be the king of irrational and impulsive decisions. One night after a horrible day, I decided that I need to leave because this place isn't for me. It was supposed to unfold like something out of a movie where I go to the airport with one small bag, walk up to the ticket counter, and say "I'll take a ticket on the next plane going anywhere". Must have been divine intervention because that very same night I got bit by something(some say it was the giant centipede aka 40 Legs), and my elbow swelled up like a baseball. I got so paranoid that I couldn't sleep, having fantasies of the rest of my life without my right arm. Needless to say, I couldn't go get a ticket to anywhere with my arm all swelled up. So, I'm still keeping the dream alive here in Falmouth, Jamaica. Thanks for the encouraging words Mom and Pops....and the rest of you!
Actually, things took a turn for the better. I got out of the tiny, cramped house up in the hills and into a new house in Falmouth. I have a little cozy place detached from the main house with my own shower, sink, and toilet. It's very Peace Corps, and could use some work, but it's perfect. The candles and mosquito net are actually very romantic, and would be appreciated by the right lady! Plus, I can walk to work and anywhere in town within 10 minutes, and saves me over $4,000 Jamaican dollars($60 USD)/month in taxis. The house is owned by a retired American woman who is married to a Jamaican man, so I get the best of both cultures. I have full access to the kitchen for cooking, although I wouldn't call what I do cooking on my Peace Corps budget.
Work is still very slow at the Health Department, so I am reaching out for more stuff to occupy my time. I found a connection with the 4-H club, and I may be helping install some water pipes for their farming/livestock operation. I also may be doing some work with two of the schools in town, and with the Police Station assisting their new neighborhood policing program. It's definitely strange not having any structure, so it's all self-starting and self-motivation. My host mother and I have an idea for a future project to possibly start an animal shelter. There are some scary-sick dogs roaming the streets of Falmouth that need to be claimed and/or put out of their misery. The problem is there is no leash law here in Jamaica.
Participated in a beach clean-up and Volleyball tournament fundraiser this weekend to raise money to assist poor children buy school books and uniforms. Not sure how much money we raised, but there was a good turnout and lots of fun had. 30 volunteers from across the island showed up to support, and also to celebrate a few birthdays. Drunk dancing and skinny dipping, which included many White Dolphins, capped off the night before we all went and passed out at some big house we rented. It's tough coming off a weekend like that, so I had a case of the Mondays today.
I think the adjustment and break-in period is about over. It's finally starting to sink in my little brain that I live in Jamaica and work for the Peace Corps. It's all very surreal still, but frustrating and awesome all mixed together too. I started recording my mood/attitude at the end of each day in my journal on a ten scale. 1 being the worst day possible, and 10 being the best. After 30 days, I plotted it on a graph and found that the only "pattern" was that it peaked very highs to very lows over very short times. It helped to know that this is considered normal, and that others are going through it as well. My goal is to post every month on my wall, so I can visually see how my attitude changes over time. Maybe the Peace Corps will adopt it, and force the trainees to do more nonsense "training".
Thanks again to you all for your support and encouragement!
Wow, a lot has happened since my last post. I had tried posting 3 other times, but due to technical difficulties I lost them all.
So, I finished what the Peace Corps calls "training", which is a nice euphemism for a total waste of time. I learned more tips in one hour at the bar with another volunteer who has been in country for a couple years. Regardless, I am an official Peace Corps Volunteer now! We swore in as official volunteers as Hurricane Gustav rushed the island, and we got to stay in Kingston for an extra two days(which wasn't so bad because the hotel bar was still open).
As some of you may or may not know, I can be the king of irrational and impulsive decisions. One night after a horrible day, I decided that I need to leave because this place isn't for me. It was supposed to unfold like something out of a movie where I go to the airport with one small bag, walk up to the ticket counter, and say "I'll take a ticket on the next plane going anywhere". Must have been divine intervention because that very same night I got bit by something(some say it was the giant centipede aka 40 Legs), and my elbow swelled up like a baseball. I got so paranoid that I couldn't sleep, having fantasies of the rest of my life without my right arm. Needless to say, I couldn't go get a ticket to anywhere with my arm all swelled up. So, I'm still keeping the dream alive here in Falmouth, Jamaica. Thanks for the encouraging words Mom and Pops....and the rest of you!
Actually, things took a turn for the better. I got out of the tiny, cramped house up in the hills and into a new house in Falmouth. I have a little cozy place detached from the main house with my own shower, sink, and toilet. It's very Peace Corps, and could use some work, but it's perfect. The candles and mosquito net are actually very romantic, and would be appreciated by the right lady! Plus, I can walk to work and anywhere in town within 10 minutes, and saves me over $4,000 Jamaican dollars($60 USD)/month in taxis. The house is owned by a retired American woman who is married to a Jamaican man, so I get the best of both cultures. I have full access to the kitchen for cooking, although I wouldn't call what I do cooking on my Peace Corps budget.
Work is still very slow at the Health Department, so I am reaching out for more stuff to occupy my time. I found a connection with the 4-H club, and I may be helping install some water pipes for their farming/livestock operation. I also may be doing some work with two of the schools in town, and with the Police Station assisting their new neighborhood policing program. It's definitely strange not having any structure, so it's all self-starting and self-motivation. My host mother and I have an idea for a future project to possibly start an animal shelter. There are some scary-sick dogs roaming the streets of Falmouth that need to be claimed and/or put out of their misery. The problem is there is no leash law here in Jamaica.
Participated in a beach clean-up and Volleyball tournament fundraiser this weekend to raise money to assist poor children buy school books and uniforms. Not sure how much money we raised, but there was a good turnout and lots of fun had. 30 volunteers from across the island showed up to support, and also to celebrate a few birthdays. Drunk dancing and skinny dipping, which included many White Dolphins, capped off the night before we all went and passed out at some big house we rented. It's tough coming off a weekend like that, so I had a case of the Mondays today.
I think the adjustment and break-in period is about over. It's finally starting to sink in my little brain that I live in Jamaica and work for the Peace Corps. It's all very surreal still, but frustrating and awesome all mixed together too. I started recording my mood/attitude at the end of each day in my journal on a ten scale. 1 being the worst day possible, and 10 being the best. After 30 days, I plotted it on a graph and found that the only "pattern" was that it peaked very highs to very lows over very short times. It helped to know that this is considered normal, and that others are going through it as well. My goal is to post every month on my wall, so I can visually see how my attitude changes over time. Maybe the Peace Corps will adopt it, and force the trainees to do more nonsense "training".
Thanks again to you all for your support and encouragement!
Monday, August 4, 2008
My New Family and Job
I am beginning to grasp the meaning behind the slogan "The toughest job you'll ever love". Take all your creature comforts and every little tiny thing you take for granted back home, and flip it upside down. Good news is I'm alive and well, even after a few rough days. I have heard a few nightmare stories from other volunteers, so I feel lucky with my situation. I returned to Kingston on Saturday for a week of debriefing and more training.
My first two weeks with my new host family were bizarre, uncomfortable, amazing, inspiring, scary, but all in all a lot of fun! I arrived on a Friday evening after a 4 hour drive across the island to find my host mother waiting on the side of the road for me. After a big hug and a brief hello, I was taken to my new home where upon first sight almost had a panic attack. This place is TINY! There's five of us crammed in like sardines, but they are fabulous people. I live about 3 miles from Falmouth up in the hills, and along a dirt road neighborhood. Saturday it rained all day, so I played cards with my younger brother(16) and sister(11). We have two dogs, whom I named Foxy and Puppers, as guardians of the house. They bark at everything that moves after the sun goes down. After a month in country, I can now sleep through the rooster calls and dogs barking all night long. We have piped water most of the time, so bucket baths are fairly common. To my surprise we have a rudimentary mini washing machine that sort of works. The yard is filled with all sorts of fruit trees. We have breadfruit, sweet sop, mango, guinep, passion fruit, naisberry, and coconut. I gotta tell you, the mango here is fit for a king.
To my surprise, I am a regular working guy down here in Jamaica. I work 9 to 5 Monday through Friday at the local Health Department/Hostpital as a water quality and water sanitation advisor. The clinic is packed with people during the day, and I get a lot of strange looks from the Jamaican people. My co-workers are a great group of people, and they let me tag along on all their health inspections to the little shops, and even fancy resorts. I get to travel the entire parish every Monday taking water samples from communities, resort pools, and restaurants. One day my boss told me to go take a pool sample over yonder, so I walk over to the pool only to find out that I'm at a nudist resort. It's not nearly as cool as you might think if you know what I mean! My first project assigned to me is to build a home-made Chlorine drip tank for all 6 satellite parish health centers because they use untreated water at the moment. I'm excited to get to work!
Some of the highlights of my first two weeks at my site include a few beach days. I'm currently working on getting bronzed up! Life is tough here in Jamaica. Also, my co-workers invited me along to Kool Runnings Water Park in Negril last Thursday. There's a sweet closed tube ride that dumps you into a big "toilet bowl" and then you fall into a pool. I must have gotten flushed 30 times that day. Afterwards we went to the world famous Rick's Cafe for sunset and beers, and to watch people dive off the cliffs. Another day I had the unique opportunity to take a tour of a chicken farm. This farm had 13,000 chickens at half capacity. The owner tells me they are producing 900 dozen eggs/day. During the holidays he tells me at full capacity they are producing 2000 dozen eggs/day! So he is interested in getting more Jamaicans to eat eggs. I told him I would be willing to put on an egg demo at some of the local schools, teach the children about the health benefits of eggs, and all the different ways to prepare eggs. This is all very egg-citing stuff! The best night so far though was the night I was invited to to be a judge at the 2008 Miss Salt Marsh Pagent. I had to take this serious, as there were at least a few hundred Jamaicans hooting and hollering behind me! The girl I picked to win didn't win overall, but at least I didn't get mobbed afterwards for the wrong girl winning. I walked home that night in the dark, and got yelled at by Mom. I thought for a minute I was going to get grounded, or at least be forced to wash the dishes all week.
I will try and get some photos up as soon as I can. Miss you all. Peace and love!
My first two weeks with my new host family were bizarre, uncomfortable, amazing, inspiring, scary, but all in all a lot of fun! I arrived on a Friday evening after a 4 hour drive across the island to find my host mother waiting on the side of the road for me. After a big hug and a brief hello, I was taken to my new home where upon first sight almost had a panic attack. This place is TINY! There's five of us crammed in like sardines, but they are fabulous people. I live about 3 miles from Falmouth up in the hills, and along a dirt road neighborhood. Saturday it rained all day, so I played cards with my younger brother(16) and sister(11). We have two dogs, whom I named Foxy and Puppers, as guardians of the house. They bark at everything that moves after the sun goes down. After a month in country, I can now sleep through the rooster calls and dogs barking all night long. We have piped water most of the time, so bucket baths are fairly common. To my surprise we have a rudimentary mini washing machine that sort of works. The yard is filled with all sorts of fruit trees. We have breadfruit, sweet sop, mango, guinep, passion fruit, naisberry, and coconut. I gotta tell you, the mango here is fit for a king.
To my surprise, I am a regular working guy down here in Jamaica. I work 9 to 5 Monday through Friday at the local Health Department/Hostpital as a water quality and water sanitation advisor. The clinic is packed with people during the day, and I get a lot of strange looks from the Jamaican people. My co-workers are a great group of people, and they let me tag along on all their health inspections to the little shops, and even fancy resorts. I get to travel the entire parish every Monday taking water samples from communities, resort pools, and restaurants. One day my boss told me to go take a pool sample over yonder, so I walk over to the pool only to find out that I'm at a nudist resort. It's not nearly as cool as you might think if you know what I mean! My first project assigned to me is to build a home-made Chlorine drip tank for all 6 satellite parish health centers because they use untreated water at the moment. I'm excited to get to work!
Some of the highlights of my first two weeks at my site include a few beach days. I'm currently working on getting bronzed up! Life is tough here in Jamaica. Also, my co-workers invited me along to Kool Runnings Water Park in Negril last Thursday. There's a sweet closed tube ride that dumps you into a big "toilet bowl" and then you fall into a pool. I must have gotten flushed 30 times that day. Afterwards we went to the world famous Rick's Cafe for sunset and beers, and to watch people dive off the cliffs. Another day I had the unique opportunity to take a tour of a chicken farm. This farm had 13,000 chickens at half capacity. The owner tells me they are producing 900 dozen eggs/day. During the holidays he tells me at full capacity they are producing 2000 dozen eggs/day! So he is interested in getting more Jamaicans to eat eggs. I told him I would be willing to put on an egg demo at some of the local schools, teach the children about the health benefits of eggs, and all the different ways to prepare eggs. This is all very egg-citing stuff! The best night so far though was the night I was invited to to be a judge at the 2008 Miss Salt Marsh Pagent. I had to take this serious, as there were at least a few hundred Jamaicans hooting and hollering behind me! The girl I picked to win didn't win overall, but at least I didn't get mobbed afterwards for the wrong girl winning. I walked home that night in the dark, and got yelled at by Mom. I thought for a minute I was going to get grounded, or at least be forced to wash the dishes all week.
I will try and get some photos up as soon as I can. Miss you all. Peace and love!
Give me a jingle yo!
I got ripped off on my international calling plan, so no more
calls:( Since you all make WAY more money than me now, feel
free to give me a call(preferably on Saturday or Sunday)
Rumor has it that the cost is a mere 20-40 cents/minute.
just dial 1-876-470-4021 from your touch tone or rotary telephone!
calls:( Since you all make WAY more money than me now, feel
free to give me a call(preferably on Saturday or Sunday)
Rumor has it that the cost is a mere 20-40 cents/minute.
just dial 1-876-470-4021 from your touch tone or rotary telephone!
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