Wednesday, December 16, 2009
This will put you in the Christmas spirit...in a merengue, tropical sort of way
Keep in mind they drive in idling speed, slamming your ear buds with the music from this video below. I was more than slightly annoyed when we were behind this parade a couple of weeks ago, trying to get to a nearby Subway took twice as long. However, Santa has since softened my heart and I now realize that I'll probably never see something like this in the states...therein lies my newfound desire to write a blog post about this parade.
Feel free to use some of these awesome choreographed dance moves during the holiday season, they're sure to spice up the typically mundane family Christmas party.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Some friendly PR pick-up basketball
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Questions, Anyone?
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Just me blabbering
Thursday, November 12, 2009
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Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Our Surprisingly Comfortable Suzuki
This morning we were about to take off in our awesome Suzuki Baleno for work when I opened the door and saw that the driver's seat was fully reclined. The Suzuki looks something like this picture, just imagine it with more scrapes, a cracked windshield, missing lights, no hubcaps, etc.
Monday, October 19, 2009
Supplementing the Volunteer Stipend
This time, we sat down next to an American looking dude wearing a Red Sox backwards hat. You can spot fellow gringos down here from a mile away. This young man, Jeff, was no exception. Things that clued me in that he was an American and not a light skinned Puerto Rican: lack of a rat tail, public support of any other MLB team than the NY Yankees, he was wearing shorts, flirting with the bartender openly (with little success but I'll hand it to him for giving it a shot), and the hotel bar's TV remote was directly in front of him (true American, taking over the TV controller to make sure he didn't miss any possible sporting events).
Weather Tips?
Thursday, October 15, 2009
And I thought I was done with school...
Maybe that link is representative of a sort of cop-out effort at a blog post, but Dan's pictures are pretty much the same as mine and he does a good job of summing up our day at the school on Tuesday.
Below is a video I took that includes Dan acting like a pirate in order to illustrate a story to the kids...complete with an eye patch, parrot on his shoulder, peg leg, etc.
As you can probably tell the sugar from the kids' early morning snack is hard at work and they can barely contain their excitement.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
You Learn Something New Every Day
Monday, October 12, 2009
Dengue Fever: Ever Heard of It?
This is what it looks like when you get dengue fever (a tropical viral disease transmitted through mosquito bites). At the time, Jon was in an internal medicine waiting room filled with other people who seemed to think Jon was the main act in a Ringling Brothers production. To avoid the stares and awkward, under-the-breath comments, Jon employed the use of a hoodie while Marechy (a huge help in the dengue fever fiasco) tried to avoid the camera. Soon thereafter, Jon's condition became the main topic of conversation in the waiting room, as other dengue fever victims shared their personal struggles and stories of triumph over dengue.
Now I can safely say that myself and the other volunteers have become all too familiar with its background, symptoms, and treatment methods (or lack thereof). Maybe a mosquito net isn't too bad of an investment after all.
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Life in the San Juan Metropolitan Area
"She's My Little Whiskey Girl"
Monday, October 5, 2009
Friday, October 2, 2009
My Trusty, Old Dell Laptop
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
I'd Like To Make a Toast to....It Tasting Delicious?
Last Sunday we went to a hotel bar to watch the Bears play the GB Packers. There aren't many Americanized sports bars in our area and we settled for a small side bar in a nice, trendy hotel that happened to be carrying the game. I accidentally ordered a Peroni that ran me $5, Dan and Jon did their research before ordering and each got a soft drink for $2. A $3 difference may not seem much to you, but you learn to appreciate these discretionary ordering techniques when your volunteer stipend leaves you with an ATM message that looks like this:
ACCOUNT BALANCE: $0.87
Anyways, the lack of money is to be expected and that's all part of the experience...so somewhere around the beginning of the 4th quarter of the Bears game, a twenty-something skater-looking dude walks up to the bar and orders a Heineken. Tattoo on the lower neck region, black Hurley hat with an abstract white design (adjusted slightly to the side), oversized, black Billabong style shirt, jeans, high-top DC shoes...you get the picture. He drank his Heineken slowly and regretfully, as if he had just lost $2,000 in the nearby casino and all of a sudden he found himself at a side bar in a hotel. He stared at the labeling on the bottle as if he were conducting a research project, watching it slowly turn in his hand, around and around. Myself and the other volunteers watched him from a few feet away, feeling sorry for him and what was probably his recent monetary loss.
After finishing the Heineken, he left for about 20 minutes and came back to the bar and ordered a $206 bottle of champagne ($216 with tax). I was all of a sudden paying very close attention when he paid the bartender in 2 $100 bills, and when the bartender politely asked him to pay him the other $16 he owed-he laid down another 2 $100 bills and told the bartender to keep the change. Change in my bank account is literally just that, $0.87 cents in change. Change in this skater dude's case was $84.
I assumed he was going to take the nice bottle of champagne, the bucket of ice, and 2 champagne glasses upstairs to some lucky lady. Instead he told the bartender to forget about the bucket of ice, and he asked him to pop open the bottle right there. Keep in mind this is Sunday around 11:30 PM, with no one else around except 3 white kids watching the Bears game...not exactly the most common time to start popping bottles.
After he had a couple of sips, he looks at the bartender, nods in our direction, and says (in the most monotone, calm, dull, slow voice I've ever heard), "Did you give those guys some?" The bartender did a double-take to make sure the kid wasn't joking. Skater Dude looked down at us and asked, again in the chilled-out-bro tone of voice, "You guys want some?" We responded that we would, "sure why not?"
After each of us got a full glass, we asked him what the occasion was... "Yo man, this is awesome, thanks so much, what's the occasion?" "Yeah man, what are we celebrating tonight!?"
He looked up ever so slowly from his glass of champagne, as if turning his neck 90 degrees was something he only liked to do a certain number of times in one day...and we were pushing his limit on that number. "Because it tastes f-ing delicious, that's why." (he didn't say f-ing, but for the sake of keeping this blog G-rated you can use your imagination there)
That was a good enough answer for us, and we began to sip. It tasted like liquid gold, it was easily the best champagne I've ever had (obviously). Usually I don't like champagne, but this bottle changed my entire outlook on the bubbly.
We tried probably another 5/6 times to get a conversation going with this Skater Dude, and each time were politely denied from anything past a comment like the first. Examples...
Us: Yo man, so where are you from?
Skater Dude: Bloomington.
Me: Oh awesome, like Bloomington, Indiana? My girlfriend was considering IU's Journalism School...
Skater: Bloomington, Illinois.
Us: Oh right on, so are you a Bears fan?
Skater: (Purse of the lips and nod of the head up and down one time, no words)
Jon: Awesome man, I'm from Palos Heights outside of Chicago, we're here watching the Bears game, thanks so much for the champagne, this stuff is delicious.
Skater: No problem (looks back to begin another research project on the rising bubbles)
After he told the bartender to give us the remainder of the bottle and to make sure we had had enough, we watched the end of the Bears game mostly in silence. I'm not sure about the other guys but I didn't want to agitate the guy or disturb the flow of how the night was going. So we just sat there and enjoyed it, because the Skater Dude was right...it did taste f-ing delicious.
Sorry there's not a grand finale ending to this story, we got up after finishing and thanked the nameless Skater Dude again...he just nodded and pursed his lips as if we had disrupted his train of thought. Then we kind of just slowly backed away from the situation and started on our way home.
Sum it up to another weird, yet adventurous and entertaining night in Puerto Rico.
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Post-Machetes Blog Post
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Machetes
Monday, September 7, 2009
Los Tubos (Manati) e el Mar Chiquita - Labor Day Special
Saturday, September 5, 2009
It's Freezing Down Here!
Today I slept in until about 10AM, enabled to do so by the cool breeze and rain pattering I heard on our terrace. So when Dan and I were talking this morning about how good it felt in our apartment today (somewhere around room temperature instead of steaming hot), I decided to look up the weather and see what our new definition of comfortable is. The following is what weather.com had to say...
Light Rain
Feels Like
79°F
79 is the new 60.
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
La Peninsula de Cantera
Cantera has stray horses. Apparently people just get horses from wherever and try to take care of them for awhile until they run out of money, time, or motivation to do so. Then when they stop caring for them, the horses are left to fend for themselves. One of the locals was telling us with dogs or cats getting in the way of your car on the road you can just honk at them and they'll run away. But with horses you have to approach them slowly and ease them out of the roadway because you never know how they'll react. Since all of us gringos think this is so weird/interesting, there's probably going to be more pictures/videos documenting these horsey loners.
The other boat we took out into Laguna Los Corozas,
Laguna San Jose, through Canal Suarez and into
Laguna la Torrecillas. The guy hanging off the side is
a professor, testing for the salinity of the water.
One of the homes on the water in Cantera. They have a lot of
contamination problems with the water from years of trash
buildup, disallowing them from using the water.
Sunset photo from the highest point in Cantera
The van/shack thing we got our lunch from...one of the
community leaders, Chago, helped us find this diamond
in the rough (it's in the housing projects in Cantera).
The thick, footlong, meaty sandwich and a drink cost
us $3. Best value in Puerto Rico so far.
Psalm 23 written on a wall in one of the barrios in Cantera.
Jon took the initiative for telling our readers about our upcoming work at Centro Buen Pastor in Caguas. So now I'm going to try to explain a similar project in La Peninsula de Cantera (that means the Peninsula of Cantera, and if you didn't pick up on that already this whole blog thing is going to be a struggle for the both of us) which is the other alternative tourism project we will be volunteering for.
Last Thursday was essentially our orientation for this "Proyecto Peninsula de Cantera." In a short day of 13 hours, we learned about the history of the place they call Cantera, about the people who now occupy that peninsula of land, about their pollution and water contamination problems, and about their stray animals: cats, dogs, horses, roosters, etc.
I'm going to use some of the information from the website of La Compañía para el Desarrollo Integral de la Península de Cantera (the organization we will be complementing as volunteers-it means the Company for the Internal Development of the Cantera Peninsula) because...well, just because. Soooo once upon a time (around the 1930's) the main economic activity of the peninsula was a quarry owned by the Corporation Rexach, which engaged in mining, processing and the sale of stone and other aggregate materials. After an extended time of people referring to the "cantera" or hanging out at the "cantera," the name stuck and became the official name of this plot of land. By the early 1930s, economic activity generated by the quarry began to transform the Peninsula area, which until then contained mostly vacant land, mangroves and hills. As they were removing the stone hills, people took their piece of land, and families (especially those of the quarry workers) started to get nice and cozy in this area.
Today they have problems in the Cantera community ranging from crime, drug trafficking, lack of education, and very low standards of living to name a few. See now you all didn't know about this kind of Puerto Rico, did ya? You just thought it was all Viejo San Juan with lush beaches, cheap food, and hand rolled cigars in the street. Yeah well, so did I...ha just kidding-I knew what kinds of communities we'd be working in for the most part. Although it is an eye-opener to see first hand how simply these people live in Cantera's housing projects and how poor they really are. A lunch on the porch means eating on a 4x4 piece of concrete slab in 100 degree heat, watching stray dogs, cats and horses walk by while chicklets and roosters peck at the crumbs by your feet. It makes you think twice about the things that really matter in life...things like A/C, my 2 golden retrievers, close toed shoes, etc. Just a broma... take it easy, everyone.
Spanish lesson numero uno: BROMA (bro-mah) = JOKE.
Anyways, they also have a lot of flooding problems because, with exception to the public housing projects, the people living there built their own homes with what they had at the time (which was mostly an abundance of trash.) Dejame explicar...the people from Cantera who built their own homes didn't view trash in the same way that we typically would as smelly, dirty, and gross. Rather they saw it as a resource, as a replacement to soil or gravel; they knew trash was the cheapest, most efficient way to build a foundation for their homes. So when the government gave them access to the land and let them essentially build their own infrastructure, they did so on a pile of trash. In addition to this, the lack of a cost-effective solution to disposing of trash to get it out of the community has led to more and more contamination in the water, as you saw in the video. This is just one of the deep-rooted cultural aspects of the community that our organizations are trying to work with as we aim towards a higher quality of life for the Cantera community, less contamination in the waters around Cantera, a higher quality of education, socio-economic improvement and opportunity, etc.
K, that's a lot of info for now...more to come on Cantera later because it's an extremely interesting community development project and hopefully you're as intrigued by its potential as I am...if you're not there yet, maybe you will be soon after I keep the updates coming (hopefully).
BTW, who else can't wait for Notre Dame's thrashing of Nevada on Saturday? Go Irish, baby.
Friday, August 28, 2009
Jon's Update about Buen Pastor
This will hopefully give you a better idea of our work in Caguas at Centro Buen Pastor. Keep in mind that our role in the Cantera project is completely separate. Also keep in mind that Jon isn't as creative as your's truly, and he's very business-oriented which you will be able to get a feel for as you read his blog.
(If you didn't figure this out already, you have to click the big title in dark green that says "Jon's Update about Buen Pastor" and that should take you to his page.)
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Roto Rooter
So this afternoon we went for a Cinderella-on-steroids cleaning operation, and came out successful...I no longer feel dirtier coming out of the bathroom than I had going in.
So when all three of us had to shower tonight we obviously chose the...outdoor shower from a lofted garden hose! It's amazing and I'm never going back haha. Tonight there was even a complimentary heat lightning storm show we were each able to enjoy. It's like I'm one with nature when I'm out there on the rooftop. Now shower curtains seem so restricting for some reason.
More meaningful posts to come later. "Maybe. Maybe not. Maybe..." Those of you that can finish that quote, my applause is yours. Those of you that can't need to watch the Departed. As they pronounce it, The Depahhhted.
Cheers, govena.
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Starbucks
I'd love to hear from some of you, so let's work on that....make some posts, send snail mail (nobody actually does that it's just something you say for formality's sake), make a comment under a post, check one of those boxes I put under there, email me at stephenbeach09@gmail.com.....just do one of those and let me know what you've been up to and how you feel about this blog.
The barista we've become buddies with was born in Puerto Rico lived in Germany and then in 30 US states. Chevere.
K great talk, see you out there.
Aves
La Primera Dia a La Playa Luquillo
Also, I just realized that later in the video I refer to the beach as Troquillo or something like that. Troquillo is a made up word/city name so just don't pay attention to that part of the dialogue.
Friday, August 21, 2009
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Siempre Verde Project
We've taken in a lot of information over the last week and a half, and to explain it all would take me about 44 tazo teas' worth. Here goes. Myself, Jon Kearney, and Dan Frank (Danimal as he calls himself on Facebook) are all living in Santurce and working together on the city limits of Guaynabo. Surprisingly it's only about a 15-20 minute commute. 15 minutes if Jon or I drives and 20 minutes if Danimal drives.
Anyways, the organization we volunteer for is called the Puerto Rican Center for Social Concerns (PRCSC). 2 years ago we started a project they decided to call Siempre Verde (Always/Forever Green for those of you who are mono-lingual...if that's the right term for it?) in collaboration with a group called INCICO (Instituto para la Conservacion de Puerto Rico) and the Salesian Sisters who run the Centro Buen Pastor. This place is not only a retreat center capable of hosting grade school groups, families, etc.- but so much more. Like the breeding grounds of projects like Siempre Verde.
Let it absorb. Reread the above paragraph if you must.
The 4 focus areas of this project:
1. socio-economic
2. protection and conservation of natural resources
3. psychological effects of the ecosystem (studying the use nature as a means of therapy)
4. education and the training "nature guides" who are essentially young adults that have an opportunity to earn a job as a tour guide to take people through the nature trails of Centro Buen Pastor's 18 acres
Sooooo today we finished the gutting of a small building that we are hoping to completely renovate in one day with the help of $ and labor from United Way. I think this is going to happen sometime in early September.
Like I said, bit by bit. So that's enough for now. I'll try to mix in the entertaining stuff with the work information as best I can. For example, when I stepped down off the ladder today I felt an old, rusty nail slide through the rubber on my New Balance shoes directly into my foot. Yes, it hurt like a bia bia. Then I smacked a light fixture on the follow through with the sledgehammer and got some small glass shards in my eye. Then I stepped on the humble abode of the meanest, hardest-biting ants I've ever seen. A guy we work with told us that if you put a lizard on their ant home, they would eat him (or her if the unfortunate party is a female lizard) in a matter of minutes.
If you thought that last part was entertaining, that's just sick. And don't worry I'm getting a tetanus shot tomorrow, the glass shards are rinsed out, and I lived through the fury of those little biting ants.
Enjoy the video. Although Jon provides the dialogue and it's not as entertaining as mine, there's still a lot of good information and it allows you all to see some of the Centro Buen Pastor's property.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Rain Showers (Get It?)
Megan is the girl in the middle and Tesia is on the right side. The girls are volunteering at Centro ALESPI in Orocovis, in the middle of the island. As far as I know so far, they teach English, Math, and other subjects to grade school kids.
We went to their casita a few days ago to drop them off and were welcomed by the nuns who live next door to them with kisses on the cheek and plenty of rice, chicken, and plantains.
Dan (on left) and Jon working to improve our drainage system for the new shower on the roof.
Monday, August 17, 2009
Make It Rain on dem Volunteers
Tonight I came up with what is quite possibly the best idea I’ve ever had. After arriving in
Random thoughts for the day:
Tesia’s drying her hair with the wall-mounted fan right now.
I’ve been perfecting my Mattew McConaghey (sp?) impression lately, it’s getting pretty good.
If I make grammatical errors (Mom, I know you hate that), I do apologize but I'm not planning on taking my time. I'd rather just keep the words flowing with no interruptions.
Sunday, August 16, 2009
La Primera Post
Hello all-thanks for checking this out, we're gonna try this blog thing and see if you all like it....
There’s something to be said for showering on an outdoor patio, rinsing with nothing more than a milk jug and an empty 2 Liter Coke bottle. For one, it has made me feel refreshed enough to begin writing to update you all. I’d like to thank you all for making it to the webpage, as that in itself is a huge first step. I would also appreciate it if you all could make it back to the web page every now and then just to check in and browse around the videos, pictures, creative writing posts, etc. I’m still working on some sort of catchy line or two that I’ll end each day/week’s post with…you know like a “Good Night, and Good Luck” sort of thing - but more relevant and creative.
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