tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76472924643919237992024-03-19T02:21:02.741-07:00My IHP Semester AbroadHeidi Strikehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02982139373396981331noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7647292464391923799.post-85747525488659903682013-05-12T02:02:00.000-07:002013-05-12T02:02:09.893-07:00The Last WeeksHello again!<br /><br />
I know it’s been a while, but I was unable to use Internet for quite some time, and then I simply lacked interest in blogging again. There are just so many emotions for me right now, and the thought of writing them all down in a way that would make sense just didn’t seem possible. But due to many requests, I’ve decided I would try to collect my thought from the past 4 weeks and put them together for you all.<br /><br />
Life in Islington continued on the same routine of going to class at the Wildlife College. Since the college is inside the Kruger National Park, we’ve been seeing zebra, impala, wildebeest, giraffe, rhino, and even a cheetah one day on the bus ride to school! We have an amazing bus driver, Emanuel, who picks each of us up at our home stay and then drops us all of at the end of the day as well. <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiTSVgvkkFtJK2henvo78KMmaB73PYQQ9UDz5kILMwOzFjh1QtHGN_skf1BznQecXzJN8xXtoFv5ufm9YFc7s2I4ggUFo3pVZXXfdMORkIxgmf4TYijLBr_Km1fYsJ7VIK9Ny2dUuimJRm/s1600/IMG_7130.JPG" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiTSVgvkkFtJK2henvo78KMmaB73PYQQ9UDz5kILMwOzFjh1QtHGN_skf1BznQecXzJN8xXtoFv5ufm9YFc7s2I4ggUFo3pVZXXfdMORkIxgmf4TYijLBr_Km1fYsJ7VIK9Ny2dUuimJRm/s320/IMG_7130.JPG" /></a><br /><br />
We continued having class during the week, and on the weekends we had optional activities planned for us. First, we went to Moholoholo, an animal rehabilitation center. They take in and rescue animals that have either been injure and can’t hunt for themselves or that have been abandoned when they were young. We got the chance to see a baby giraffe, a leopard, cheetah, wild dogs, honey badgers, lions and lion cubs, rhino, vultures, and about 9 other large bird species, all extremely up close. We even got to pet the cheetah! <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTFi8w6On5qEG3g92zdYjEf9fdXlkZgUZ-N3kJXgPblYQe9WKl2XTIUjPR_h1ftr65KrVo7bC0b3z4cbZmwPKDeF_a5ImsIEqEqbWivP406bjmh-62dfBaK3kBB7ckkB4PHP2hm_Dm7CEd/s1600/IMG_7635.JPG" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTFi8w6On5qEG3g92zdYjEf9fdXlkZgUZ-N3kJXgPblYQe9WKl2XTIUjPR_h1ftr65KrVo7bC0b3z4cbZmwPKDeF_a5ImsIEqEqbWivP406bjmh-62dfBaK3kBB7ckkB4PHP2hm_Dm7CEd/s320/IMG_7635.JPG" /></a><br /><br />
Another weekend we went on a safari in Kruger National Park. To add to our list of exciting animals, we saw a baby hyena, ostrich, water buffalo, hippos, and baboons everywhere. We finished the safari with a delicious braai (grill out) where we had impala and ostrich kebabs. On the bus ride out of Kruger Park, which was about an hours drive, we saw one of the most beautiful sights: An entire herd of elephant (there were probably around 40 of them) was bathing in the lake at sunset. They were splashing around and blowing water from their trunks and holding each other’s tails. It was such an amazing view, and something that I will never forget. <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg91plDp7K7qsswH38PKBtkfnc8sYIjeumdVXJ31Qh1m8Y-yDzWricileE1JhBxeBGQ9HeeDL4zYw7vy7qfeBDmhp86otfMhbbbQl6YXUJO-D6TLCmNh9h6aGaZfFRzV81yRilmry3Y-Uwt/s1600/IMG_7036.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg91plDp7K7qsswH38PKBtkfnc8sYIjeumdVXJ31Qh1m8Y-yDzWricileE1JhBxeBGQ9HeeDL4zYw7vy7qfeBDmhp86otfMhbbbQl6YXUJO-D6TLCmNh9h6aGaZfFRzV81yRilmry3Y-Uwt/s320/IMG_7036.jpg" /></a><br /><br />
Back at my homestay, I was continuing to fall more and more in love with this family. They were they sweetest people, and they all worked so hard every day to make sure that everyone around them was happy. We learned new Shangaan words each day, and would use it as much as we could to communicate. My host grandma wakes up around 4am to start preparing meals for everyone, and also to start making mafenti, which are the fried dough balls she sells. Twice, Niki and I woke up before sunrise to help her make them. We struggled a bit with forming the dough into perfect little balls like our host grandma did so effortlessly, but it was great bonding time, and our grandma loved it when we would speak our broken Shangaan with her. We even got to help sell them to all of the school children who ran by the house to school in the morning. <br /><br /> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6iznmcIGn3p1p6jTuD7bMknb7pG3H4vZkzWFY7NzDoO-IBv0JEvV1XJZY_9Z2m46e6Rf8r-23R01uuWVKsGEtEbkV4WU8zRg3V1-kZGnZoSjDqIKffOwJNs32oD-wsup1DK4I5_1gh2rQ/s1600/IMG_7088.JPG" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6iznmcIGn3p1p6jTuD7bMknb7pG3H4vZkzWFY7NzDoO-IBv0JEvV1XJZY_9Z2m46e6Rf8r-23R01uuWVKsGEtEbkV4WU8zRg3V1-kZGnZoSjDqIKffOwJNs32oD-wsup1DK4I5_1gh2rQ/s320/IMG_7088.JPG" /></a>
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One of my favorite parts of the day was when we got dropped off at our corner after school and Khanyisa (our 8 year old host sister) would be waiting for us there and run into our arms and give us hugs everyday. Then we would carry her inside and everyone at home would greet us and we’d all sit down for dinner and pray. After dinner we would sit and watch Generations, the popular soap opera, and then we often ended up having a mini dance party in the dining room. Khanyisa loved the Macarena, so we would play that on repeat, and even our host grandma would join in! Then they would play us one of their songs and teach us a dance, and so it went. <br /><br />
These people were some of the happiest people I’ve ever met, even though they had so little. There is no running water, and though they have a right to at least 25L of water per person per day, the government has not followed though with that. A water truck is supposed to come every week to fill up the big water container that to where more than 20 families go and fill up containers with water. However, sometimes the water truck won’t come and they’ll be without water for weeks. When it rains, everyone will set out every bucket they own to gather water, and some families will sell that water to make some money.<br /><br />
There is also no waste management, so trash is all in the rivers or in piles in people’s yards for them to burn. Land is another issue because during the Land Act of 1913 and up through Apartheid, so many blacks were kicked off their land and forced to live in “Homelands,” which are not so homey. Since Apartheid, the government has done very little to return these people to the land that they lost, or even to fix up the land that they were put on. Some families have gravestones of relatives on the land that they lived on pre-Apartheid, but often they’re still not allowed to go back on that land even to pray to their ancestors. Unemployment in Islington is about 70%, HIV/AIDS rates in this town are also extremely high, and going to school beyond high school is nearly impossible. <br /><br />
It’s so unfortunate because there’s not necessarily a lack of water or a lack of land, but there is a lack of action and lack of human resources to connect the people to the resources they need. But everyone in Islington cares about each other so much, and everyone is always willing to lend a hand wherever they may need it. It’s such a strong sense of community and one that I will never forget.
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After some tearful goodbyes to the host families, we headed to Swadini Resort where we were spending our last week of the program together. The entire week was about reflecting on what we had seen and learned over the semester and what we were going to do with this information now that it was coming to an end. This program has been one of the most eye-opening experiences, but I feel like I ended up with way more questions that answers. It’s going to be so difficult going back to the US and adjusting to life back there. I won’t have 29 of my peers to talk with... and it wasn’t even just talking, because we would all get into the deepest discussion about what we were seeing and how we were feeling and what we wanted to do in life. And since we’ve all gone through this journey together, it’s always so easy to talk with each other about it.
I’m secretly dreading coming home and trying to explain what I’ve done this semester. I don’t want to answer, “What was your favorite country?” or “What did you learn?” “What was your favorite part?” “How have you grown?” “How was your semester abroad?”
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These typical questions will be some of the most difficult ones. Sorry Mom, but I can’t answer those right now.
All I know is that everything that happened has been extremely influential and I clearly enjoyed it because I’ll be studying abroad next semester as well! I’ve been accepted into the SIT Chile: Traditional Medicine program for the fall, and I can’t wait to start another adventure.
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All for now!<br /><br />
-Heidi
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Oh yeah! P.S. I'm in Cape Town right now with 5 other girls from my program. We all decided to stay in South Africa an extra week after the program ended to explore. We've hiked Table Mountain, seen penguins at Boulders Beach, taken the ferry to Robben Island, gone paragliding, and had an amazing time in the beautiful city. I can picture myself living here. Cameron, you would love this place. I leave on Tuesday and will be back in Northfield on Wednesday!
Heidi Strikehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02982139373396981331noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7647292464391923799.post-13966354739756065312013-04-18T03:22:00.000-07:002013-04-18T03:23:03.657-07:00BushbuckridgeWell, we made it!<br /><br />
After a nasty spout of food poisoning (or some weird virus that a fourth of the group caught), the 7 hour car ride was worth it as we arrived at the Southern African Wildlife College. The college is located INSIDE the Kruger National Park, so upon entering, we saw several herds of impala, zebra, and wildebeest. We received a safety course on all of the poisonous spiders, scorpions, and snakes that might kill us, and they even taught us how to properly check our shoes for these critters in the morning. It’s absolutely gorgeous here and it’s crazy to think that this is where we get to have class for the remainder of the semester.<br /><br />
We stayed one night at the college before we met our new host families, and let me tell you, the dorms at this college are 10x nicer than my dorm at Wooster, PLUS we could hear lions roaring in the night. I might need to rethink my college plans…
I am pleased to say that I have yet another amazing host family and have loved every minute with them so far. My homestay partner is Niki, a neuroscience major a Johns Hopkins and she’s great to live with. Living at our house is Grandma (who has 6 children), her daughters Tsakani (36) and Ntombi (32), her sons Goodwill (26) and Laurence (unknown.. maybe 30ish?), Laurence’s girlfriend and their 9 month old daughter who they call Princess, and Ntombi’s 8 year old daughter Khanyi. It’s a full, fun house, and I love having TWO little sisters. <br /><br />
Though Grandma doesn’t speak too much English, all of her children have learned it in school so we’re able to communicate. We also have Tsonga language lessons at school at each day, so I’m hoping to be able to communicate more with Grandma as the weeks go on. So far we know simple greetings and introductions, family terms, Thank you, and some meal terms.<br /><br />
Our first few days were just getting to know the neighborhood/town area and getting used to our new families and houses. Most of us live fairly close to each other, and I’ve got two other homestay families living right across the road from us. Meghan and Hannah are in one house, and Mike, Nick, and Jonathan in the other. Mike and Nick were also my neighbors in Brazil, so it’s really fun being near them again!
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As far as food goes, I am SO excited for every meal here. For breakfast, Grandma makes porridge (either with oats or pap), and we have bread, peanut butter (yes, we have peanut butter!) apricot jam, and these fried dough balls called mafeti. Sometimes we’ll have scrambled eggs and fried ham slices, but not everyday. Lunch is packed, so we have sandwiches, hard boiled eggs, apples, bananas, and then I usually add some extra snacks that I’ve picked up throughout my trip (just because I’m always hungry, and lectures can get long..) And dinner is my favorite! We have rice and/or pap (oh yeah! Pap is this potato like substance, that’s made from millie miel, and it’s mashed and put flat in a circular shape…. it’s actually really hard to explain. Google it.) and then this delicious mixture of chopped onions, green peppers, carrots, and brown beans, and then usually either fried fish or fried chicken. The chicken here is so incredibly delicious, I can’t even describe it. I feel bad for the vegetarians on this trip. But sometimes as appetizers we have other random cooked beef that looks like it could be liver (based solely on the way it’s strung together) but it’s pure meat. And however they cook it is the way that all meat should be cooked. I’ll have to find out so that Dad can make it when I get home.
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This past Saturday was probably one of my favorite days so far. We were at home most of the day, and we had given our homestay gifts at dinner the night before, so we decided to try out the Snow-To-Go that I brought, since none of them had ever seen snow before. Khanyi and Tsakani got out a bowl and some water and we watched the powder expand and turn into “snow.” The smile on Khanyi’s face was priceless, and she absolutely loved it. I showed them some photos of the snow in Minneosta (thanks for the photos, Mom!) and Khanyi then took the bowl of snow outside and started throwing it at the trees. She was trying to put snow on the trees so that it would look like some of the photos I was showing her. So she went to a few other plants, giggling, and plopping snow on the flowers in this 80-degree weather here in South Africa. Then she started throwing the snow on herself and asked Tsakani to throw it at her like a snowball. She was completely covered in “snow” and could not stop laughing.
It made my day.
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Schoolwise, we’re finally getting back into our routine of having school Monday through Friday from 9-5. Of course that also includes site visits to hospitals and clinics, case study time, guest lectures, and “community building” to keep us all happy.
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This weekend we’re going to an animal rehab center called Moholoholo. Should be exciting!
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All for now!<br /><br />
-Heidi
Heidi Strikehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02982139373396981331noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7647292464391923799.post-59204604746730107462013-04-15T04:37:00.004-07:002013-04-15T04:39:52.293-07:00Spring Break Baby!So We've actually left Vietnam already and have settled in South Africa, but I haven't written about my wonderful last week in Vietnam (which was spring break) so I figured I should do that. But first I want to let you know a little bit about where we are in South Africa.<br /><br />
After one of the students was thought to be on a blacklist and almost not allowed in SA, and another didn't have enough pages in her passport to get past Qatar, we all managed to eventually land in Johannesburg, South Africa. We're staying at a wonderful group hostel about 40 minutes out from the center of the city. I can't get over how fresh the air smells and how peaceful it is out here. Our country coordinator, Jan, takes us running every morning at 6am (yes, I've been getting up that early!) and yoga on the mountain is a fantastic way to start the day. They feed us well and are extremely friendly here. We leave on the 10th for Bushbuckridge, a very rural town about 7 hours north of here where we will be living with host families for the remainder of the program. Our internet there may be limited, but I'll try and do another blog before we leave.
<br /><br />Alright, Spring Break! Basically, we were allowed to go wherever we would like for our spring break week, we just weren't allowed to leave the country. Pretty neat. So we split up into smaller groups (traveling with 30 students isn't always the most fun thing) and planned out our week as we pleased. I traveled with 7 other students (Sam, Genevieve, Nate, Amy, Mike, Nick, and Anna)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK8YM19KROH6HJLftGsi4untTphrE4FifaR0RIojIsOlVecH95x8iqN7Mksk4DO9HCo-vMMa7i6G7gBqOeQyX-N7Vh26zoBHGX5mF6KXeceNQUjGMjugUjx3Hyr4z-OWkTTUy28NMpxvOi/s1600/IMG_6631.JPG" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK8YM19KROH6HJLftGsi4untTphrE4FifaR0RIojIsOlVecH95x8iqN7Mksk4DO9HCo-vMMa7i6G7gBqOeQyX-N7Vh26zoBHGX5mF6KXeceNQUjGMjugUjx3Hyr4z-OWkTTUy28NMpxvOi/s320/IMG_6631.JPG" /></a><br /><br />
A great group of adventurous friends who wanted to see as much as we could while still having time to relax on the beach. And that’s exactly what we did.<br /><br />
We started out by flying from Hanoi to Ho Chi Minh City, which is basically traveling from northern to southern Vietnam. We stayed at this wonderful little hostel right in the city and it turned out that another group of us was also staying at the same hostel! So we got to hang out with them as well as we wandered around Ho Chi Minh City. Our first day there I walked around with Bianca, did some shopping in the markets, had our lunch paid for by a very kind Vietnamese woman, did some sight seeing, found an adorable cupcake shop, and then went to the night market. The following day was our last day in the city, so I went on a tour to the Mekong Delta with Bianca and Nikki. The delta is known for its huge floating market, but there’s a lot more on the river as well. So we drove about 2 hours to our starting point on the river, and took a small boat from there. We visited a coconut candy factory, a bee farm, a small island where you could feed alligators and ride around on bikes, and then we took even smaller boats to go around to different markets. We met some really cool people on the tour (other travelers) and had a fabulous time!<br /><br />
That night, we took an overnight sleeper bus to Hue, our next location. Hue is best known for its sand dunes and wind surfing, but we only did the sand dunes. Our hostel there was right on the beach, too! We only spent one night there before taking another overnight bus to Nha Trang, probably one of the prettiest beaches I’ve ever seen! We got there at 7am, so we literally had the entire day to sit out and swim in the ocean. One of my Danish friends, Cecilie, was also in Nha Trang so we met up at her hotel and then we ended up getting a small room there for the day, to store our bags, to use the bathroom, shower, and nice place to come back for some AC. We ate dinner with Cecilie and her three other Danish friends, and then we took our final bus trip, a 12 hour ride to Hoi An. We arrived in Hoi An around 8 am and got to watch to watch the sunrise over the rice fields on our drive there. Hoi An is an adorable little town (Mom, you would love it!) with lanterns hanging from trees and on the side of the bridge, yellow buildings with coffee and ice cream shops, small streets, beautiful temples and a market right along the river side. We spent the day there shopping and eating some of the most delicious pho’ in all of Vietnam (by our own inference). We rented bikes and took them to the beach before heading out to Da Nang, the town less than 30 minutes away where our hotel was and where we would be for the remainder of break. <br /><br />
Da Nang was also the same beach town that the group we met up with in Ho Chi Minh City was staying at, so we got to hang out with them again. This is definitely a developing town that hasn’t quite turned into the tourist attraction they seem to be hoping for. The beaches were nearly deserted until about 3 o’clock when school got out, then all of the kids and their families would swarm to the beach and stay until the sun went down. It was a nice change not to be surrounded by tourists, though. Most days we just chilled at the beach and ate fresh seafood, but one of the days we rented bikes and biked up to the top of the mountain/hill that had the Lady Buddha at the top of it. Even though it was extremely hot that day and it was a pretty difficult bike ride (especially since some of the bikes were a bit broken…) it was a beautiful view at the top, and the statue is actually huge! It reminded me of the Christ Redeemer Statue in Brazil.<br /><br /><br /><br />
After a fantastic week’s break, we flew back to Ha Noi for two last nights with our homestay families. After a large farewell dinner and little bit of karaoke, we were back at the airport getting on a plane to South Africa.
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It’s crazy how time is flying.
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All for now!<br /><br />
-Heidi
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P.S. I apologize for the lack of photos, but due to our Internet situation it is nearly impossible to upload anything more than this text. If I get to an Internet café any time soon I’ll try and upload a few photos.
Heidi Strikehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02982139373396981331noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7647292464391923799.post-2518666642163991022013-03-30T10:19:00.000-07:002013-03-30T10:19:06.125-07:00We're not in Kansas anymoreNot that we ever were in Kansas... but coming to Sapa was like going to completely new place with scenes I've only ever seen in National Geographic.<br /><br />
Unfortunately, most of beautiful photos from Sapa were lost with my camera on the bus... I was devastated to say the least, but thank goodness for iPhones eh?<br /><br />
Sapa is a rural town in the northern mountains of Vietnam. If you google it, you'll begin to understand how breathtaking this place was. I could have spent the entire semester here (I really am a country girl..) but we only stayed for a week. It was really nice to get out of the super busy and crowded city of Hanoi. Looking back on it, this was almost like a pre-spring break trip, because our schedule here was so much more relaxed than usual. We spent the first few nights at a hotel in the actual town before heading to the smaller village of Ta Van where we spent 3 nights. It was such a crazy thing to be doing "homework" with this amazing view around us.
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There were water buffalo, chickens, dogs, cats, pigs, and even a few rats running around the village. Casually. We talked with the village leader, went to a Hmong and Dao village nearby, and haggled with the man local women that came up to us saying "You buy from meeeee?"<br /><br />
It was a bit odd how much tourism had become a part of this village. There were tons of backpackers shops filled with knock off North Face jackets, Keen sandals, backpacks, snow pants and anything else a true backpacker might need up these northern mountains. It actually was quite a bit colder up here, so I gave in and bought me a new light jacket. Then I started bargaining a bit more and ended up getting a wonderful $16 backpack (which proved very useful for spring break!)
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So after leaving Ta Van, most of us stayed in Sapa for the rest of the weekend. It was oddly foggy in the town, and then we realized that we were literally IN the clouds. <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG7oKHC2prAU1GREX7lSn47wkLdYqtdEucqSiR-hC_OCeKwqYvPEhiAjotVk0SlbM-Gr6_ZTW-AZ0q6MJ5j3Q3-rrDIyMQvwQE5pS3d1rgzWaUmZGhh0hmXUVNF-9vB7w4wipjzTAwcGpy/s1600/IMG_5931.JPG" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG7oKHC2prAU1GREX7lSn47wkLdYqtdEucqSiR-hC_OCeKwqYvPEhiAjotVk0SlbM-Gr6_ZTW-AZ0q6MJ5j3Q3-rrDIyMQvwQE5pS3d1rgzWaUmZGhh0hmXUVNF-9vB7w4wipjzTAwcGpy/s320/IMG_5931.JPG" /></a><br /><br />
I took a motorbike tour with one of our translators and three other girls in the group and we got to see even more of this beautiful country side. We went up pretty far in the mountain area where most of our group was hiking. (Due to a sore throat I chose not got hiking). But motorbikes are a great way to get around and see stuff! We got to stop whenever we wanted to take photos, and they brought us to a waterfall and several other villages along the way.<br /><br />
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There were also a TON of babies all over Sapa and the surrounding villages. Just about every woman had a baby on her back (which was a little weird as well..) But they were all so adorable! I even got to hold one for about 15 minutes while one woman was helping a customer. Made my day :)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaC6bRwQvw-i-mcxDetDKw4i4lA3Dc-ItCFALUg6BG6v1NV_aQPiYwMRvwzIQgK_4L2AXezp4VFTWlrBFjhnjePR_s9zyb41Ac3iNXw8ZcR-1jEFGVuLVm0Lhc3JwSwC1EdX9TAkmjUOE3/s1600/IMG_5926.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaC6bRwQvw-i-mcxDetDKw4i4lA3Dc-ItCFALUg6BG6v1NV_aQPiYwMRvwzIQgK_4L2AXezp4VFTWlrBFjhnjePR_s9zyb41Ac3iNXw8ZcR-1jEFGVuLVm0Lhc3JwSwC1EdX9TAkmjUOE3/s320/IMG_5926.jpg" /></a><br /><br />
Finished off the weekend by making it onto a Vietnamese reality TV show! It's always women who are trying to sell jewelry and bags on the street, and we really didn't see many men while we were in Sapa, so when this 20 year old man came up to us and tried selling us bags, we knew something was up. Then we saw the camera crew behind him, but I figured I'd just go with it and see what he wanted. So my friend Bianca and I chatted with him for a bit and humored him as he tried to sell us the same things that the Hmong and Dao women were trying to sell us but for cheaper. He claimed he was just trying to make money for a train ticket home.. But he was even dressed in the traditional clothing of the Hmong women! After talking with him and "bargaining" for about 15 minutes we found out he was a college student in Hanoi and was studying business, but he wouldn't tell us anything about the cameras. Bianca ended up buying a bag from him and then he headed off down the road, camera crew and all. While we were talking with him, some of the others from our group were talking with the camera men and they found out that they were filming a reality TV show and they gave us the youtube link for where the episode will be posted once it's done being edited.
So I checked Vietnamese TV off my list and carried on with my night!
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We took the overnight train back to Hanoi on Sunday night, and resumed our busy class schedule on Monday. Friday we left for Spring Break (that'll be my next blog) and this Monday (April 1) we leave for South Africa!!! Oh my goodness. So excited.
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All for now!<br /><br />
-HeidiHeidi Strikehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02982139373396981331noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7647292464391923799.post-13725364803440184342013-03-19T23:04:00.001-07:002013-03-19T23:04:04.591-07:00We Got a Boat!So last weekend, about 20 out of the 30 of us students went to Halong Bay for two days. The others also went, but they did a single day tour rather than an overnight. Halong Bay is one of the "must-see" sights in Vietnam, and is also a UNESCO World Heritage site. The tale of the bay is that while the Viet people were fighting foreign aggressors, dragons came down from the sky and spat out pearls that changed into jade stone islands which knocked out the enemy. These islands are what now makes up the breath-taking view that Halong Bay offers. <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLhsNWxvOXkvgILsKlXw9Q8TJbUouQredlMCD-OOSsk30T_xxcAU72fKSbh_Jl4bIcGGDBKE_8pPHPzyVi5iMoUBAvow7wjC6GhMuy5_Rmmd5cP5mBQoO66XXZwg_c_KzXTSAzvn1xfNKK/s1600/IMG_1708.JPG" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLhsNWxvOXkvgILsKlXw9Q8TJbUouQredlMCD-OOSsk30T_xxcAU72fKSbh_Jl4bIcGGDBKE_8pPHPzyVi5iMoUBAvow7wjC6GhMuy5_Rmmd5cP5mBQoO66XXZwg_c_KzXTSAzvn1xfNKK/s320/IMG_1708.JPG" /></a><br /><br />
So the twenty of us got a two day tour and spent the night on the boat. We basically rented our own boat for those two days, because it was only our group on the tour. We were picked up early in the morning from our school in Hanoi and took a bus/van 4 hours east to the coast of Vietnam. From there we took a small boat out to our private boat where we were greeted by Tiger, our tour guide for the weekend.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqwwjGkhwB219x9ZdLW2bklFv0P_z8u7oDP4L8yHE093iKkc0pgoDUhp1wynmjf9TZW2ze5RvgGljewMdR9zb4XMgVrukmi734CRsKQCEW9NQ_1wfhbhnyCkfB3YKRic-iSijKsjjxs4Ut/s1600/IMG_1668.JPG" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqwwjGkhwB219x9ZdLW2bklFv0P_z8u7oDP4L8yHE093iKkc0pgoDUhp1wynmjf9TZW2ze5RvgGljewMdR9zb4XMgVrukmi734CRsKQCEW9NQ_1wfhbhnyCkfB3YKRic-iSijKsjjxs4Ut/s320/IMG_1668.JPG" /></a><br /><br />
Not only did we have our own boat, but we also had a dining room with karaoke and a wonderful cooking staff that fed us so well while we were there!
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And we had the whole top deck to lay out, read, and enjoy the beautiful weather with great company
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After eating lunch, we were taken to a huge cave (it's a bit made up and touristy, but I'm not complaining) that we got to explore, and then we got to go kayaking in the sunset. While we were kayaking, Tiger took us through a little cove where the other side of the rock was where a large group of monkeys lived! They were swinging from vines and climbing on the walls of the rocks, making noise and throwing coconuts! I was hoping one might jump in the kayak, but no such luck...
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We then came back to our boat, had dinner and stayed out on the top deck sharing stories and bonding even more (it seems like we'll soon be out of new things to tell each other because we learn so much everyday about each other's lives) Then we were soothed to sleep by the waves of the ocean :)<br /><br />
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The next morning we woke up to calm seas being hovered by a light fog. We woke up early to hike up to a beautiful view, but because of the fog, we couldn't see much. It was still a great way to start the day though!<br /><br />
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Then we boated along for the rest of the day, passing several floating villages and boat carts offering little snacks to eat. We bought some Oreos from this woman :)
It was really cool watching the fog clear up as the day went on because other boats would emerge from the fog and I felt like I was in one of the Pirate movies.
Unfortunately, Halong Bay is not well taken care of, and the water is getting more and more polluted with pollution from boats and trash from the people. It's quite sad that such an amazing place is becoming so polluted..
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We were eventually dropped back off at the dock, and driven back to Hanoi. It was such a great little escape weekend, and luckily we left for our rural visit in Sapa a week after returning from Halong Bay. I'll write an update on Sapa in the next few days!
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-HeidiHeidi Strikehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02982139373396981331noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7647292464391923799.post-86389349570785920602013-03-08T11:23:00.001-08:002013-03-10T07:57:51.754-07:00Update: VIETNAM!As you can probably tell from my lack of blogging, I've been quite busy these past few weeks. Since there's a lot to inform you on, I'm not going to go into too much detail about everything that's happened, but here's a little wrap up:
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- Last week in Brazil was fantastic. It was hard saying goodbye to our host families, our country coordinator, and our translators (who also became our very good friends)
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-Took a 13 hour plane ride to Doha, had an hour and half layover, and then continued for another 10 hours to Bangkok, and one final 2 hour flight to Ha Noi, Vietnam!
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-Jetlag.
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-We were introduced to our new host families!! I am staying with Yenling, a student from Brown who is actually Vietnamese. Her parents were born and raised in Vietnam, but moved to the US in the 80s and this is Yenling's first time in Vietnam! She's speaks the language quite fluently (although she says she doesn't know much.. she's able to translate almost everything for me). We're living in an apartment building with our host mom, dad, and two younger brothers, 7 and 10. Our little brothers are pretty shy but they're warming up to us now!
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-Our host grandma and grandpa live a few floors above us and come down for dinner everynight! Grandma is always smiling and giggling and loves it when I say the few words of Vietnamese I know: Thank you and It's delicious!
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-Grandma also calls me Helen.. not sure if she just can't pronounce my name or if she thinks that's actually my name. She's too cute to correct, so I just go along with it.
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-I brought "snow-to-go" as a gift for my host family, and the little boys are in love! They have a bowl full of "snow" and they told me this is the first time they've ever played with snow. They make little snowmen and are constantly playing with. It made me happy :)
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-My host family buys Danish milk, Danish applejuice, and Danish laundry detergent. Why? Because "they have good products." Awesome.
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-Woah Vietnam is awesome!
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-Ha Noi is another big city, and there is SOOOOO much traffic. Meaning, a few cars, a few more taxis, several bicycles, and OH-SO-MANY motor bikes. Everywhere.
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-There is lots of air pollution in Ha Noi. You know those face mask things that ill people sometimes wear? Yeah, just about everyone here owns at least one of those. It's a new fashion actually, and they sell them all over the place with cute patterns and different sizes to fit everyone's personal needs! They have carbon filters in them so they actually help too!
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-Crossing the street is a very dangerous task because no one will stop for you. They will, however, swerve around you as you make your way slowly across the deadly road.
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-Stop lights and lines on the street really don't mean anything. Why not go on when the light is red? Why not drive against the traffic? It's casual.
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-Cars park on the sidewalk.
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-I get lots of stares and points when walking down the street or riding on the bus. It's probably just my stunning good looks. But it could also have something to do with the fact that I look nothing like any of the Vietnamese people and I stand out quite a lot with my height as well. Not sure how I feel about all of this staring yet... The children smile and say "hello" at least!
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-Food: CHEAP.
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-Food: DELICIOUS. lots of rice, lots of noodles, lots of new muscles in my hand from using chopsticks 24/7.
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-Food: Dragonfruit is my new favorite fruit. I eat it for breakfast every morning and I'm in love.
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-School work has been pretty crazy lately. We dove right into assignments and papers when we got to Vietnam and it was a bit overwhelming. Things are calming down a little bit now.
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-Went to the night market and bought tons of cheap clothes, bags, jewelry, and food. It was all worth it.
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-Going to Ha Long Bay tomorrow for a weekend trip!
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-Going on our rural visit to Sapa on Monday for a week.
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-Spring break is in 2 weeks and I can't wait! My plan is to go to Ho Chi Minh City, check out the floating market, take a train to Dalat, check out the country side, then go to Da Nang and spend the rest of the time chilling on the beach.
<br /><br />Here's photos!<br /><br /> Lots of traffic<br /><br />
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<br /><br />Dragon Fruit!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXlwSw37o3pZfEzIh8X1GKqPj9F-u2FHB6gVCK-J5740UZKz4C0RxF27dFfFxYvzeP-EqQxJ8SyJzTI0Yz-Rg4kbaEEHkCnKKtgxD3QrO4mg3pRZ19YHkvRLriRWJAiEvUhWS1GnPLMDts/s1600/IMG_5717.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXlwSw37o3pZfEzIh8X1GKqPj9F-u2FHB6gVCK-J5740UZKz4C0RxF27dFfFxYvzeP-EqQxJ8SyJzTI0Yz-Rg4kbaEEHkCnKKtgxD3QrO4mg3pRZ19YHkvRLriRWJAiEvUhWS1GnPLMDts/s320/IMG_5717.jpg" /></a>
<br /><br />Yenling trying to cross the road (she's in pink)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2Hmy0dC1ereMq4XktBSnMDerH2HatWcJPZvAyARSHUCfkCalxUGtuMcybUzdgQ8pebp0jTWSghym0i9gMTERkeqwb_dKTApQf45zSHI1D4a8NwRZp2sME9ThIeqQtBQcP1zIPc1cCEa4x/s1600/IMG_5679.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2Hmy0dC1ereMq4XktBSnMDerH2HatWcJPZvAyARSHUCfkCalxUGtuMcybUzdgQ8pebp0jTWSghym0i9gMTERkeqwb_dKTApQf45zSHI1D4a8NwRZp2sME9ThIeqQtBQcP1zIPc1cCEa4x/s320/IMG_5679.jpg" /></a>
<br /><br />Children on a bus, all very intrigued by the gringo on the bus next to theirs<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDN2zj9wcYi565pzCcdA11sKh_-z2NOSppcEakPAme-4DMf2ljDPIRNHyJ1qSoyKsR9Z-SdtTNgpDaQXnLSF1wG2taS1fA0hvbHAZe9g4YBJ1etDrRD_bXErm0QBLn_dEWCh_cWVWkaiyN/s1600/IMG_5777.JPG" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDN2zj9wcYi565pzCcdA11sKh_-z2NOSppcEakPAme-4DMf2ljDPIRNHyJ1qSoyKsR9Z-SdtTNgpDaQXnLSF1wG2taS1fA0hvbHAZe9g4YBJ1etDrRD_bXErm0QBLn_dEWCh_cWVWkaiyN/s320/IMG_5777.JPG" /></a>
<br /><br />Dinner<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwT6dOWD41fT329OD1_GO83vka817qwfBXcOpc5PxZw8L2jpUJO5sDPMlNlfFq4_9ObsmEu947YBf-lV4qmHhg6LHyfcKwOpolBT82ZmW2m02vTCxAkkhcbXLZR0Pzfa9XSq2lt9LjJK2l/s1600/IMG_5753.JPG" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwT6dOWD41fT329OD1_GO83vka817qwfBXcOpc5PxZw8L2jpUJO5sDPMlNlfFq4_9ObsmEu947YBf-lV4qmHhg6LHyfcKwOpolBT82ZmW2m02vTCxAkkhcbXLZR0Pzfa9XSq2lt9LjJK2l/s320/IMG_5753.JPG" /></a>
<br /><br />Snail soup<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjccFzwLlz4Nd0arjv59SYA5JjqOr3W-NAdcjHCcYZAwZ-44vtBz8QsZepuy4lSH4en0ZdTE9gxmjcCSOuL95IUczQ1p4bPseyKZxsAfxKqXtISz_Lok8KxmrmVEulUwnvK5WeTZX_tyi9B/s1600/IMG_1407.JPG" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjccFzwLlz4Nd0arjv59SYA5JjqOr3W-NAdcjHCcYZAwZ-44vtBz8QsZepuy4lSH4en0ZdTE9gxmjcCSOuL95IUczQ1p4bPseyKZxsAfxKqXtISz_Lok8KxmrmVEulUwnvK5WeTZX_tyi9B/s320/IMG_1407.JPG" /></a>
<br /><br />Our host brothers, Hien and Khan<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM5Y5rtuZg4W95Dg6z2GeGQu3pOA5vpQIA1VIrNew_NwjsvsnpzjbihFK0CnNWNwMkT0h6c0Yt_hyrVXOKI7MQd0X29TI8Dv3a4pBf9pZ0nBp6Sem_-NWPQcDe8gyjuAquAKw614I57gPJ/s1600/IMG_1338.JPG" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM5Y5rtuZg4W95Dg6z2GeGQu3pOA5vpQIA1VIrNew_NwjsvsnpzjbihFK0CnNWNwMkT0h6c0Yt_hyrVXOKI7MQd0X29TI8Dv3a4pBf9pZ0nBp6Sem_-NWPQcDe8gyjuAquAKw614I57gPJ/s320/IMG_1338.JPG" /></a>
<br /><br />Just trying to walk down the sidewalk..<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ1-sZmtDidFgU9G3hTVgIOCtJ57k5Zrwn8FdpOZ0L6S6mecC-1p9DVPuFYWNkceFhwAU3zWOnr8KElJ8q3OXsIxCFM-ATEacPzBUhkQHJ3CH_eTWhqvD7moVkqXlYBIlRB7GL-OCJzF-R/s1600/IMG_1227.JPG" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ1-sZmtDidFgU9G3hTVgIOCtJ57k5Zrwn8FdpOZ0L6S6mecC-1p9DVPuFYWNkceFhwAU3zWOnr8KElJ8q3OXsIxCFM-ATEacPzBUhkQHJ3CH_eTWhqvD7moVkqXlYBIlRB7GL-OCJzF-R/s320/IMG_1227.JPG" /></a>
<br /><br />Yenling and I by the lake<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOmPimvmqeVIXWWft05Uj9fNO9FMAuHica8jYbLs55ZFIkc6moT9FOwp1HINw-5IZM7_XAvraagIZ-ezIknpE3rXIsEZ41FHK2imRlm8e8_fksw0X05qQmnXbdjDKHY6_8Za83Ckgvamyh/s1600/IMG_1439.JPG" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOmPimvmqeVIXWWft05Uj9fNO9FMAuHica8jYbLs55ZFIkc6moT9FOwp1HINw-5IZM7_XAvraagIZ-ezIknpE3rXIsEZ41FHK2imRlm8e8_fksw0X05qQmnXbdjDKHY6_8Za83Ckgvamyh/s320/IMG_1439.JPG" /></a>
<br /><br />Happy International Women's Day!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisBWbm8cxMK5KP9ym0mqj84kmxEJjC9BTBlGpHPZhPnmNv5PUOJvhZjquZdEDTdXeEatwfWERFDGVh9zzF93xvjiovZMDaxWpgTqVRkz_srBEl3qXVY6EqhSGl1vR_vPL6tP8YJ5wJ_Ztl/s1600/IMG_1445.JPG" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisBWbm8cxMK5KP9ym0mqj84kmxEJjC9BTBlGpHPZhPnmNv5PUOJvhZjquZdEDTdXeEatwfWERFDGVh9zzF93xvjiovZMDaxWpgTqVRkz_srBEl3qXVY6EqhSGl1vR_vPL6tP8YJ5wJ_Ztl/s320/IMG_1445.JPG" /></a>
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(Hope this update is okay, Mom!)
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-Heidi
Heidi Strikehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02982139373396981331noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7647292464391923799.post-20931825286479682812013-02-23T07:23:00.000-08:002013-02-23T07:24:19.186-08:00Rural VisitBarro do Turvo
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This past week, we went on a rural visit to Barro do Turvo, a town of about 8,000 inhabitants, including a an Agroforestry Coop and a Quilombo (explain). It was about a five-hour bus drive Sao Paulo, and the scenery of the countryside we drove through was gorgeous. We started out with two nights at the Agroflorestal, an Agroforestry Co-op where, in order to actually get there, we had to take a small wooden boat connected to a pulley across the river that may or may not have had alligators in it. We went across, eight at a time, while our luggage was in a basket being zip-lines across above us. There was also a zip-line for people to get across, but for liability issues, we weren’t allowed to use them. After everyone got across, we walked up a small path before being so kindly greeted with fresh mango juice and an abundance of bananas. We slept in rooms lined with bunk beds, were woken up at 5 am daily by the rooster, got bitten by far too many mosquitos, and had the privilege of being surrounded by the most beautiful scenery. On the first day, Pedro, the owner of the Co-op, took us on a small hike to one of the hills. Barro do Turvo is known as being one of the poorest areas in the state, but Pedro said, “How can you be poor when you have a view like this?” It was such an interesting concept to think that the labeling of society was what was making them all think they were poor, but in reality, they had everything they needed and more. <br /><br />
All of the food we ate was as fresh as could be. Not only was there a table constantly full of bananas, oranges, pineapple, and guava, but we also got fresh goat milk to eat with our cereal and coffee each morning. It’s odd I should mention coffee, because I’ve never been a coffee drinker. However, the coffee here is so sweet, that I actually enjoyed having a cup or two in the morning! Several of the workers there were also yoga instructors, so I was overjoyed when I was also able to start out my day with some yoga.<br /><br />
Also while at the Agroflorestal we hiked to w nearby waterfall and got to spend a few hours bathing in the fresh water and enjoying the beauty. The day was topped off with one of my favorite activities, Capoeira. Capoeira is a form of dance and martial art that was created by the slaves in Brazil as a way to prepare them to fight while hiding the fact that they were learning to defend themselves from their owners. If you look it up on YouTube, I’m sure you’ll find some pretty cool videos. So a Capoeira group from the region came by to teach about the history of Capoeira, show us the instruments used for the music, and teach us some basic moves. They then demonstrated the practice for us, and invited us to join in. It was amazing to me how graceful they made it look, and how easily two people were able to move the way they did without touching each other or interfering. They stayed until dark, and the next day we headed out for the actual town where we remained for the next few days. But before arriving, we spent the afternoon at the local Quilombo, which is a free settlement founded by people of African origin, usually escaped slaves. Since Brazil was the last country to eradicate slavery, there are numerous Quilombos in the country. They made us a delicious lunch of all home grown foods, and so kindly showed us around their land and the banana plantation they had. We learned the history of their Quilombo, got to plant a heart of palm tree, played soccer with a few of the kids, got to meet the “medicine man” of the Quilombo, and had a wonderful time in their beautiful area.<br /><br />
Our last few days in Barro do Turvo consisted of site visits to the hospital, orphanage, and elderly home, class time, meeting with the Mayor of the city and the health board, and enjoying Valentine’s Day with this adorable little community. It was a town of about 3,000 inhabitants and had the most gorgeous view of the mountains. It was a wonderful little escape week from the crowded streets of Sao Paulo.
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Photos below!
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-HeidiHeidi Strikehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02982139373396981331noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7647292464391923799.post-48244502572699432262013-02-17T13:40:00.003-08:002013-02-17T13:40:39.321-08:00Carnaval, what a show!
So I’m a little behind on blogging, but two weekends ago (the 8th) was Carnaval weekend in Brazil. Carnaval is a huge week long (sometimes two weeks) celebration where people dress up with masks and bright colors, street parties (blocos) go on every night with music and dancing, and there is huge parade on the weekend displaying all of the hard work that people have put into this event. People stop working for this holiday event, which is right before Lent each year. Some people spend almost the entire year preparing for Carnaval with the costumes they make, the giant floats they create, and the dancing routines they perform. It’s an enormous set up, and the results are beautiful. So Friday night, the entire group went to the parade. We got there at midnight. We weren’t late, that’s just when the parade started. Midnight. And it went on until 6 am. Gotta love the late night Brazilians. So the way it’s set up is that there is bleachers set up on a street specifically located for the Carnaval parade. You have to buy tickets in order to get into the parade area, and then there are different levels of bleachers where you can sit, depending on how much you paid for your ticket. Our location was quite ideal! We were high enough up that we could see all parts of the floats, but not so far that it was difficult to see the details in the costumes that they were wearing. Plus, with my 20x zoom camera, I could see anything and everything if I wanted. There were 6 different samba schools that were “performing” Friday night, and then on Saturday a new group of 6 schools would be performing. Vai-Vai, the samba school that we got to see rehearse a few nights before, was performing on Friday, so it was fun to see them and sing along with their song (we had learned it earlier as well). <br /><br />
This isn’t just a big fun parade,, though. This is a competition. Each of the samba schools in the parade are being judged on their costumes, their floats, their music, and they’re being timed. They have one hour to make it from one side of the bleachers to the other, and one minute plus or minus can cause point reductions. The prize for the winner is money. A lot of money. Which, they put towards next years floats and costumes. Apparently most people in Sao Paulo aren’t a big fan of Carnaval, and they’ll usually travel to other cities (mainly Rio, where Carnaval is HUGE) for the weekend, but even so, there were a ton of people at the parade and at all of the blocos, and the atmosphere of being there was awesome.
Some day, I’ll make it to Rio Carnaval.<br /><br />
Until then, I am very satisfied with what Sao Paulo had to offer ☺<br /><br />
Fatima, Bianca, me and Niki getting ready for Carnaval <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiODGguKqo7BaGEe2ntEyxDt7Rfh35IemseOt_10XhjqfqlfH-gCdxqV3j87JtIBJVCuiqFB1-Xy6oj0uD0xAQCQZPG0E-6nCvXRqYFUvGTMM09WRfbAh1LzI3Glf5UO69aPG3V655chZej/s1600/IMG_0668.JPG" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiODGguKqo7BaGEe2ntEyxDt7Rfh35IemseOt_10XhjqfqlfH-gCdxqV3j87JtIBJVCuiqFB1-Xy6oj0uD0xAQCQZPG0E-6nCvXRqYFUvGTMM09WRfbAh1LzI3Glf5UO69aPG3V655chZej/s320/IMG_0668.JPG" /></a> <br /><br /> One of the Vai-Vai floats <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi759qAPQjsWRUhfeeiM4Ip6la9P2joCCfeTbAFEGM7r_Stm-_9CJbsFSmLzOMBe2UAPf2S3Jrz6FUNAV4tTwiRjk9qG2E337oc_N27ZP5vlx2IQ8c8UA6ErVYKXL1z8hKOVNI-yCYigsrK/s1600/IMG_0750.JPG" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi759qAPQjsWRUhfeeiM4Ip6la9P2joCCfeTbAFEGM7r_Stm-_9CJbsFSmLzOMBe2UAPf2S3Jrz6FUNAV4tTwiRjk9qG2E337oc_N27ZP5vlx2IQ8c8UA6ErVYKXL1z8hKOVNI-yCYigsrK/s320/IMG_0750.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5z5h7mUNrnxKewMJzwJJ8bix4HsflJTr7kmx6b8584VRLTc3-J8Svbh3KBPd9smbt4c5BYj50QGa6ftskqhkZSjw7WL9adW9yw4wuqjgLnXx7GGjSUvZo89S3dtlLdWOd48jFi34lr81Y/s1600/IMG_0716.JPG" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5z5h7mUNrnxKewMJzwJJ8bix4HsflJTr7kmx6b8584VRLTc3-J8Svbh3KBPd9smbt4c5BYj50QGa6ftskqhkZSjw7WL9adW9yw4wuqjgLnXx7GGjSUvZo89S3dtlLdWOd48jFi34lr81Y/s320/IMG_0716.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvajXbGZTM3JiJvCUK8CAYCirIe6-qcR9NGE78OL5izRk_jLg0D2GIcFRhWCkBJxgodsI_ec56myWScJyXMfZPwdqqDzKhAKBMIS0Zo6QgfTiumc6f-vve6yJuoLN914B9ZOADZLIV45Sg/s1600/IMG_0757.JPG" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvajXbGZTM3JiJvCUK8CAYCirIe6-qcR9NGE78OL5izRk_jLg0D2GIcFRhWCkBJxgodsI_ec56myWScJyXMfZPwdqqDzKhAKBMIS0Zo6QgfTiumc6f-vve6yJuoLN914B9ZOADZLIV45Sg/s320/IMG_0757.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTLl2Es_yRkjH91sj7v20ZyAed22hcmmS7PoklyFdSi4H7SNH2xzkYzoQbuNn6vN8yB45INRnbA0zKdFZY5_LMj8br38figW058eurCbGzZUetPPY8LIARmzmsiiiYWKIs5EL32rCeHOap/s1600/IMG_0763.JPG" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTLl2Es_yRkjH91sj7v20ZyAed22hcmmS7PoklyFdSi4H7SNH2xzkYzoQbuNn6vN8yB45INRnbA0zKdFZY5_LMj8br38figW058eurCbGzZUetPPY8LIARmzmsiiiYWKIs5EL32rCeHOap/s320/IMG_0763.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT-ocy-_NAhkSUjc4Dzq6ftUaAS6tf04YJGawXPB-SIztQxycDKGNyZ5dXolCCnXhJ2GCIp_SytOjlJEJJQfynoUwvWab4iLaJLKFnWP02YccwAiDLx0juVABT0WsONHJg6vca1sUa9Ppc/s1600/IMG_0765.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT-ocy-_NAhkSUjc4Dzq6ftUaAS6tf04YJGawXPB-SIztQxycDKGNyZ5dXolCCnXhJ2GCIp_SytOjlJEJJQfynoUwvWab4iLaJLKFnWP02YccwAiDLx0juVABT0WsONHJg6vca1sUa9Ppc/s320/IMG_0765.jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3NJqhq1tF-veTMqcgYK5tsRpR3NMKBiwvCGAgVHnM-I8vLNpM-LlARVftihnLraYU_8E5bkrWj5glEelpKede8Hd8SeOQICnbyy4k3YoNtYc3svafVkqt7Qx0XWSqMLbNpgpODyUwSFKs/s1600/IMG_0786.JPG" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3NJqhq1tF-veTMqcgYK5tsRpR3NMKBiwvCGAgVHnM-I8vLNpM-LlARVftihnLraYU_8E5bkrWj5glEelpKede8Hd8SeOQICnbyy4k3YoNtYc3svafVkqt7Qx0XWSqMLbNpgpODyUwSFKs/s320/IMG_0786.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCapEibdfJDHf1uyuaFRVnGtXLPhLEdMVGQ-BneOC0ErklWexdYnoeVj-wQLzDS7NmIWptBhCjQwm09mwu-H98l90DjkLFsCYXSdaX98l9zAqcwViKUBfKNJCiVINaEuaZi3FhQC6NGW9h/s1600/IMG_0707.JPG" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCapEibdfJDHf1uyuaFRVnGtXLPhLEdMVGQ-BneOC0ErklWexdYnoeVj-wQLzDS7NmIWptBhCjQwm09mwu-H98l90DjkLFsCYXSdaX98l9zAqcwViKUBfKNJCiVINaEuaZi3FhQC6NGW9h/s320/IMG_0707.JPG" /></a><br /><br /> My host mom all dressed up to go dancing! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhgYerdvK6ibOjuRzJ5khgWjLj3zoyLjwuexkDMcWrC0HTKaT5BGArN1Wb3yffOZq2rsH2etYcmj0Lx8zCh2Cw4tT9Sh28R_kSXjMtEtyv1wqmoILRjJ-31j-29TKUmpL8-IfNRLCrBTBR/s1600/IMG_0808.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhgYerdvK6ibOjuRzJ5khgWjLj3zoyLjwuexkDMcWrC0HTKaT5BGArN1Wb3yffOZq2rsH2etYcmj0Lx8zCh2Cw4tT9Sh28R_kSXjMtEtyv1wqmoILRjJ-31j-29TKUmpL8-IfNRLCrBTBR/s320/IMG_0808.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />-HeidiHeidi Strikehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02982139373396981331noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7647292464391923799.post-47498632194349220982013-02-10T08:47:00.003-08:002013-02-10T08:47:55.754-08:00Sabor BrasilTwo weeks into Brazil and I'm loving it more each day!<br /><br />
Last weekend, I was so lucky to be able to meet up with my friend Gustavo and stay with him for the weekend with 3 other IHP-ers. Gustavo and I were both exchange students in Denmark together and hadn't seen each other in almost 2 years. He lives about 6 hours north of where I am in Sao Paulo, so I invited Barby, Mike, and Nick to come along for the weekend so I wouldn't have to travel so far alone, and because Gustavo and his family live a 5 minute walk from one of the most beautiful beaches in Brazil, so it was bound to be a good time. We took an overnight bus and slept most of the way, and Gustavo met us at the bus stop in his city with his girlfriend, Natalia, and we drove to his house. And oh my goodness is it a beautiful house! <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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His family was so nice to let us all stay there for the weekend, and we had an amazing time! We spent all of Saturday at the beach; wave jumping, playing beach volleyball, exploring and taking tons of photos. I couldn't believe how beautiful the scenery was there! And not to mention it was almost 100 degrees and sunny the whole day. We stayed at the beach until sunset and then went back to Gustavo's for "hot dogs," which are a little different from what we consider hot dogs. The actual hot dog was cut up and in a little bit of sauce, and then you put that on the bun, and add corn, eggs, peas, and little potato chip sticks. It was good! Another delicious new thing I've found in Brazil is the Acaí. It comes in fruit smoothie form and you can get it with bananas, granola, and sweetened condensed milk. I'm in love with it. On Sunday we went on this amazing hike up the mountail/hill/rock on the side of the beach and we climbed all the way to the top. And when I say "climbed," I mean more like spiderman-scaling the side of the steep rock<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The view from the top was unbelievable. No camera could correctly capture the beauty. You could see the ocean, the beach, the town, and if you looked reeeally close you could the Cristo Redentor statue in the distance. I wish I could have sat up there all day, but we had to go back down eventually. <br /><br />
To make the day even better, we were walking around the city and ran into a group of Rotary Exchange students! There were a few from Denmark so I got to use my Danish again, which is always nice :) They were on their Northeast Tour (similar to the EuroTour that I went on for my exchange). Gotta love Rotary!<br /><br />
This past week went by pretty fast! We have class from 8:30 until about 4 or 5 each day at the Santa Casa Medical School. Since me and my two housemates live right next door to two other host families, we all try and meet up in the morning to walk to school. It's about a 50 minute walk, but it's a nice way to save money and get in some exercise. Our class day also includes guest lectures, site visits to hospitals, neighborhoods, and NGOs, and group community building. This week our focus has been on women's health and maternity, and HIV/AIDS in Brazil. Our professors are nice to give us 15 minute breaks often and an hour lunch break each day. This week we also went to a Samba rehearsal for one of the Carnaval groups that was performing at the big parade this weekend. They're called Vai-Vai, and are one of the best in Sao Paulo. We got to see some of the costumes and listen to the drums as they danced around. Our large group of Americans were easy to pick out of the crowd from the clothes we were wearing and the way we were dancing, and they must of liked it because we ended up on national Brazilian TV the next morning! A man had interviewed me and another IHP-er, Nick, about the whole experience, and lucky me got a quote in on TV. You can watch it here: http://globotv.globo.com/rede-globo/jornal-da-globo/v/estrangeiros-participam-do-carnaval-de-sao-paulo/2391214/
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My Portuguese is getting better! I'm lucky for knowing Spanish so well, because it's easier to understand Portuguese. The speaking part is coming along a bit slower, but I'm definitely learning new words each day! We have a translator here (several, actually) who come with us on site visits and translate for some of the guest lectures, but they also hold a "Survival Portuguese" class for us every morning from 8:30-9, so that has been pretty helpful as well! <br /><br />
This weekend we celebrated Carnaval, but I'm going to save that for it's own post! We leave Monday (tomorrow) for our rural visit where we'll be staying for the week. After that we just have one more week here in Brazil! It's crazy how fast time is flying.<br /><br />
Here's a few more photos from the past week!
<br /><br /> The view from the rooftop
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Fruit!!
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Gustavo and me
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The beach! The rock behind us is the one we climbed
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On top of the rock
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-HeidiHeidi Strikehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02982139373396981331noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7647292464391923799.post-4402026357659622632013-01-30T18:59:00.001-08:002013-01-30T18:59:18.618-08:00My homelandOi Brasil! Eu te amo muito e nunca quero sair.<br /><br />
Ever since I met my first Brazilian, it's been a goal of mine to travel to this beautiful land full of beautiful people. And guess what? The time has finally arrived! <br /><br />After two wonderful weeks in DC, we finished up our site visits, our guest lectures, our lobbying visits to the Senate (picture of Al Franken's office below, and many hours bonding in the William Penn House hostel, we packed up and hopped on a plane to Sao Paulo, Brazil. We spent one night in a hotel before we were greeted by our host families whom we would be living with for the next 5 weeks. Each of us were paired up with one other student to live with, except there was one group of 3 girls, and one group of 3 boys. I'm staying with Barby (Harvard student studying Molecular Biology Stem Cell Research) and Chelsea (Brown student studying Public Health). Everyone was waiting in the hotel lobby room with our suitcases, anxiously awaiting the arrival of our Brazilian families. Glenda, our country facilitator, was calling out our names as our families would come in. After watching several of the students leave with their host families, our names were called. And I still can't believe how lucky we got!
<br /><br />Chelsea, Barby and I are staying with the Faria Bacchi Family. Our mother, Maria de Graça, is sooo sweet! She loves to laugh, loves to make jokes, loves to have people around, and she loves to cook! Then we have two host sisters, Lara (20) and Lisa (28), and one host brother Luigi (23). Lara and Lisa both live at home; Lara goes to University in Sao Paulo, and Lisa works in the city. Luigi we haven't met yet because he doesn't live at home. He goes to university a bit farther away so he lives in another city. Both Lara and Lisa speak pretty good English, but all three of us are trying to learn Portuguese as fast as we can! It helps knowing Spanish, and knowing a little bit of Portuguese from my Brazilian friends :) Lara painted all of our nails the first day (it's one of her passions) and she is absolutely hilarious. We've shared some great laughs with her already and she loves talking with us. We live in a nice neighborhood in Sao Paulo on the 18th floor of the apartment. And let me tell you, the view from up here is stunning! (picture below) Sao Paulo is home to nearly 11 million people. Let me say that again, eleven MILLION people. That's huge! It's not only the largest city in Brazil, but the largest city in the southern hemisphere! I look out my bedroom window here and I see buildings on building on buildings. As far as you can see, is the city. It just keeps going!! I can't stop staring at it, though! It's so amazing to me. Coming from a town of 20,000 people, Sao Paulo is gigantic. Even for someone coming from a large city, Sao Paulo is gigantic. I have several friends who live in Sao Paulo that I want to visit, but for me to say "Hey I'm in Sao Paulo!" is like someone saying, "Hey, I'm in the US!" Okay maybe not that big.. but hopefully you're getting the point that this city is huge and I'm simply amazed.
<br /><br />We live about a 40 minute walk from the medical university where we have class each day. The 3 boys from our group live literally right next door to the apartment building, so we've been walking with them to class. This way we 1) get some exercise in, and 2) we save money on bus/metro tickets. The food is delicious (beef, beans, rice and fruit), the people are so friendly, and the language is beautiful!
<br /><br />A typical day here: Wake up at 7. Eat breakfast consisting of bread, cheese, jam, fruit, and sometimes chocolate cake. Leave around 7:50 for school. From 8:30-9 we have Portuguese lessons. Then we have class, guest lectures, and/or site visit from 9 until 5:30. Then we walk back home, eat dinner, do our readings for class, and sleep! It's a long day. But we're getting to do some pretty exciting things! Today, we split into 5 groups and each one went to a different neighborhood in Sao Paulo. My group went to a favela (slum) called Vila Prudente
(photos below). We were observing the health care access they had in the region and learning about the recycling program that they had started. This favela has just in the past 3 years gotten runnign water and electricity in all of the houses (they still have to pay for it though, so not all of them have it all the time). In Brazil, health care is a right for all Brazilians, so they have a free health care system. Although, those who can afford it, buy private insurance because waiting to see a doctor in a public center could take months. It's so interesting looking into their health care system and seeing the major changes they've made over the past 30 years. It's quite amazing.
<br /><br />I still can't believe I'm actually here, but already, it feels like home. I'm excited for the next 4 1/2 weeks. It's going to fly by!
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-HeidiHeidi Strikehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02982139373396981331noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7647292464391923799.post-39253911380422568372013-01-24T21:46:00.000-08:002013-01-24T21:47:03.493-08:00Barrack and Roll: InaugurationOn Monday, we had the amazing opportunity to attend the Inauguration. You may have seen me on TV! I was the one waving the flag, standing next to that other girl waving the flag :) We didn't have tickets so we could see the Capitol from where we were standing but not much else. However, there were megatron screens set up so we actually had a really nice view of the whole thing! We left the hostel around 8 am, and even though we live only 4 blocks from the Capitol, it took us about an hour to get to the standing area because they so many roads blocked off around the Capitol. When we arrived at the "no ticket" area, we were greeted with high fives and cheers, TV news crews and cameras, and tons of American pride. The whole atmosphere was just amazing. People young and old, men and women, black and white, rich and poor, were all gathered here to celebrate and to show support for our president (or maybe they were just there to see Beyonce..) Either way, it was crazy to think that so many incredible, powerful people were standing in front of me.
<br /><br />While we were waiting or the program to start, a man with a huge box of American flags came by and started passing the flags out. People were taking handfuls and passing them back through the crowd, spreading them out so that everyone could have the joy of waving that flag. We were all anxiously staring at the screen, waiting for Obama to show up and being disappointed every time it was just another old, white male. But once he finally entered the Capitol and was making his way to the stage, there were so many good vibes that were going around and so much cheering and joy! The same thing happened when Kelly Clarkson took the stage to sing (she was amazing!) and of course, for Beyonce as well! Even though Obama forget to give me a shout-out during his speech (I'm sure he was under a lot of stress so it could have easily slipped his mind), I still really enjoyed listening to him speak.
<br /><br />The second Beyonce was done singing the word "brave," people started rushing to get out because oh-my-goodness was it <i>crowded!</i> It took even longer to get back to the hostel. Half a million people all trying to get to the metro and out of the blocked off streets? Yeah, it was a little crazy. But surprisingly, people remained pretty calm about it. There was a part where we walked into this huge crowd that wasn't moving. It was a complete stand-still mob taking up and entire street! My friend Anna and I stood up on a cement block and we saw that an ambulance was actually trying to make its way through the crowd. It managed to make it through, but the crowd of people didn't move. We ended up taking an even longer route back to the hostel to avoid the biggest crowds, but on one of the residential streets, a man was outside in his front yard with a grill, making hot dogs and selling them to the people walking by. Genius idea! unfortunately he ran out by the time I got there.
<br /><br />A few members of the group tried taking the metro back to the hostel, but the lines for the metro were up on the streets and it took them almost two hours to get back.
<br /><br />This will definitely be an experience that I will never forget! Even though we could have easily watched the Inauguration from the warmth of our hostel, being outside with the crowds in that crazy atmosphere was 100% worth it. <br /><br /><br /><br />
Here's a few photos from the day :)
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Heidi Strikehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02982139373396981331noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7647292464391923799.post-45617162223532708532013-01-16T20:18:00.000-08:002013-01-16T20:18:54.948-08:00And it's begun!On Friday, January 11th, I left my little yellow house on the hill with my suitcase and backpack and headed to Washington DC where I will be spending the first 2 weeks of my semester abroad. The program I'm on is an International Honors Program (IHP) called Health and Community: Globalization, Culture and Care. We will be looking at the different facets of public health in Brazil, Vietnam, and South Africa, spending about 5 weeks in each country. There are 30 students, 2 professors, and one "fellow" or advisor who will be traveling with us to all three countries, and then one country coordinator in each country. Most of the time we will be in home stays, but there are a few days in hostels when arriving and leaving each country. Our wonderful faculty will be teaching 4 courses over the whole semester, and focusing on each country in that topic when we come to it.<br /><br />
I'll be honest, I was a bit nervous about being a part of an honors program, especially once I saw that there were students from Harvard, Yale, and Brown that were also coming on the program. However, all of my fears disappeared as soon as I met them all. Everyone on the program has such interesting stories and backgrounds to share, and the chemistry (so far) is amazing! Students majors' range from Public Health to Neuroscience, from Anthropology to Computer Science. Some of them have been traveling their entire lives and have lived in some of the countries that we're going to, and others have never left the United States. One of our professors is even from South Africa! There are a few other students that took gap years, one who is in the Air Force, and ne of the students even speaks Danish! So I realize now that there was no need to worry :) <br /><br />
We've completed our first 3 days of classes, after we had orientation and did some of community building activities. Although we still have a few lectures and lots of reading, most of the educational part of the program is experiential learning. We will be going into these communities and learning hands-on through interviews, tours, guest lecturers, and personal experience about the health care systems. That's my kind of learning! Some of the students aren't bringing any sort of laptop or tablet with for the semester, and our faculty said it's not required that we do so because we will not need the internet for doing any research, and it's not guaranteed that we'll have internet access everywhere we go. However, I will be bringing my laptop because it will be easier to write papers this way, and as a way to charge my iPod and camera (I tend to take a lot of photos...) <br /><br />
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Washington, D.C. We walked past the Library of Congress and the Capitol each day on our way to the World Learning Center where we previously had our classes. From here on out, we will no longer be using the WLC because we will be doing NGO visits, guest lecturers, attending the Inauguration, and visiting different sites in DC.
I'm very excited to see what this semester will bring.<br /><br /><br /><br />
-Heidi
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