Tuesday, January 27, 2015

The Hunt

Around mid-December Matt had moved into his own house so I decided to go visit him and spend the day in Cemaco. When I arrived to his house around 9 am though I discovered that there were 4 or 5 other guys already there and several kids as well. So far it seems that Matt's house is a pretty popular place for the locals to hang out. Anyway, Matt was finishing up his breakfast and said "would you like to go iguana hunting today?" Of course I replied saying that it sounded like a lot of fun and would love to go! After a while we finally all walked across the river and into the jungle. The guys we were with started looking for the iguanas up in the trees and would advise us when they spotted them. They were way better at iguana spotting than Matt and me because it took us forever to see them even after the others discovered them.

 Now once you spot the iguana things get dangerous for somebody because someone has to climb the tree in order to scare the iguana out of it. By some unspoken vote it was decided that one of the teenage kids would be the one to climb the tree, so up he went! He continued going up until he could climb no more because the limbs were too small to hold him. The people still hanging out on the far more safe ground level handed him a long piece of bamboo then to scare the iguana with. Now the iguana is a good distance up this tree, like 50-60 feet, and when the big bad scary bamboo finally terrifies the creature enough it decides that leaping would be better than dealing with that stick anymore. Amazingly iguanas seem to survive this feet unfazed and literally hit the ground running. The guys try their best to grab the iguana as it runs past them and if it escapes their circle they will chase it down. Of course once caught the iguanas are tied up and left to watch as their brethren meet the same fate or perhaps escape.

After catching a total of 5 iguanas we went back into Cemaco to prepare and cook one of them (the other 4 were distributed to other hunters). To be honest the iguana was pretty tasty. The meat mostly tastes similar to chicken as cliche as that is, but the eggs (we had a female iguana) were not my favorite. They had a weird texture to them that was somewhere between playdoh and gnocchi. Anyway, it was quite the hunt and now I can add another strange animal to my diet. I will leave off this blog with a few photos and a video!

Our first of the day


Staring down a dinosaur

He is crawling across that topmost branch (hard to see)

The finished product. Iguana, iguana egg, rice, and plantains.
I can't seem to embed the video so feel free to check it out here!
http://youtu.be/XCRngNY_W3w

Monday, January 12, 2015

Holidays in Site




This year I spent Christmas and New Year’s Eve in my community and let me tell you what, it was weird. I’m not saying that they are celebrated nearly the same way, or that they burn effigies of people at one of those holidays but…wait… nope that is exactly what I am about to tell you.

Christmas was definitely the more difficult of the two holidays to pass in site. Here Christmas is not celebrated quite as much as it is in the United States, and in fact Christmas Day is mostly just another day but without work and add in casual drinking all day for those that choose to. The real party is Christmas Eve. For Christmas Eve everyone got together and had a nice big party for several hours with dancing and drinking beer and all that. We all stayed up and then at midnight the music stopped, they played a few Christmas songs, and everyone went around shaking hands and saying “Feliz Navidad!” Now you may be thinking that sounds a lot like how you would celebrate New Year’s and well, you’d be right. It was a strange day to be honest and one wherein I missed being able to spend time with the family and just relax, but I was able to call Mom and Dad so talking with them was nice.

Of course one week after Christmas Eve we were ready to celebrate New Year’s Eve. For a description of how my community celebrates New Year’s please read the above paragraph but replace “beer” with “liquor” and replace “Feliz Navidad!” with “Feliz Año Nuevo!” As you probably understand New Year’s was easier than Christmas because it is not really a traditionally family oriented holiday in the states either. I also knew how the party would be going this time so I mostly just stayed home and used the all night electricity we were gifted as a time to play some computer games. It was more fun than attempting to tell everyone that no, in fact I do not want to have your 50/50 mix of Bacardi and backwash. The one thing that was particularly weird about New Year’s was that people worked all that week to create scarecrow effigies of people, and then at midnight they burned them all. Apparently this is supposed to symbolize burning away bad things or bad habits of the past year, but you make them of other people too (like the president) soooooo to me it symbolizes creepy and murder. Hey different land, different traditions. They all seemed into it and no real people were hurt so that was good. Overall the holidays were not a highlight for me personally and nothing to really write home about, but I figure some people back stateside would be curious so I thought I would let you know! To leave out this blog I will give you some nice photos of people that were constructed and burned for the holidays.

 
Gotta have those shades to block the haters


This one's even got a beard!

A humble blue collar effigy
Well that escalated quickly...

Saturday, January 10, 2015

Pickle Visits Sambu


I would firstly like to apologize to those readers that, this last month, have been…well…not reading due to a lack of posts. I found myself strangely busy at times with the holidays, a report that I have been writing up for the office, moving into my new house, hunting iguana, and a short jaunt I took over to the Comarca Embera-Wounan Sambu. Now now now, you may be saying “How were the holidays in your community?,” “You wrote a report!?,” “You did WHAT to an iguana?!?,” or even “YOU HAVE A HOUSE NOW!?!?!?” and don’t worry I hear you and we will journey into those blog posts in the future, sooner rather than later. However, we need to start with the beginning of the month, my visit to the Sambu.


To kick things off I had another visitor come through Taimati, this time a girl named Abby that was coming to visit the Darien and give some agribusiness seminars in various communities. (Abby writes a really excellent blog that can be found over at abbyexplores.blogspot.com). We spent a couple days hanging out together in my community and Matt’s community next door, and then she continued on to the Comarca Embera-Wounan Sambu (understandably shortened by everyone to “the Sambu”) to visit some other Peace Corps Volunteers. Near the last minute I decided that I should tag along too and help with some of these talks she was going to give. Now I could try and tell all the details of this trip but that would start to create a very long blog, so I think I will try to hit some of the highlights and give more of a synopsis of the storyline.


For starters the days in Taimati and Cemaco were pretty fun. We taught some kids in Cemaco how to chicken fight in the river and celebrated Mother’s Day in Taimati (Mother’s Day here is a BIG deal and is December 8th). The main event of Mother’s Day was a party at the town representative’s house where we received a lot of food and even crowned a Mother’s Day queen. I had been told that they stopped crowning a Mother’s Day queen a few years ago but people were talking like they were going to bring it back, so I was interested to see who it would be and how the people reacted. To me it would seem like maybe some moms would be sad if one mom was named “Queen of All Moms of Taimati,” so I wanted to see how it went over. When the queen was unveiled we were all thoroughly surprised by the selection committee’s decision. It was…*drum roll*… the aqueduct committee’s plumber!! Wait…what? Yup. The aqueduct committee plumber and HE is very much a man. He came out with a wig, lipstick, a low cut shirt, and a skirt and everyone died laughing. They had the queen’s dance where another male Taimati citizen came out of the crowd to dance with the queen and then they had a parade where she danced around town to the beats of a 5-gallon bucket drum.


The Mother's Day party set-up

The queen! Isn't she...he...just lovely?

The queen's parade! What an entourage!


After these days of fun we hiked from Cemaco to a community called La Chunga which was a pretty terrible hike. It was two hours long and shin deep in mud half the time and it poured on us, but we survived the hike and made it to La Chunga. La Chunga has had a Peace Corps Volunteer but the current one was moved for medical reasons to another site so they are waiting a new one from a later group. We got to spend the evening there and got to know some of the locals who were all really nice to us. The next morning we got on a boat and made our way to Puerto Indio which is the site of the first volunteer we visited, Nick. We used Nick’s site as our hub for the next couple days because the next two days we (really Abby) were to do talks in two different communities that were each a two hour walk away from Puerto Indio. Nick’s site is strange because it is pretty well developed yet entirely indigenous. His neighbor is a bakery. That alone makes it strange. He also has electricity 24/7 and an info-plaza within his community. Hanging out with him was a lot of fun and getting to see someone else’s site as a visitor was a cool experience.


The next day we hiked to Day Puru (pronounced Die Poo Roo) to visit yet another volunteer and Abby gave a great talk on cacao production and how to make brownies from raw cacao. The people were all really excited to have the guest speaker and it was fun to see their enthusiasm. They were so excited in fact that when we left before making the second batch of brownies they took the ingredients and said they wanted to try and make the brownies themselves as we made our way back to Puerto Indio. The day after this first talk we went to another community called Bayamon to give a personal finance talk. This talk I actually got to help with by playing a character in a personal finance socio-drama. I drove a taxi in the skit and gave an award-worthy performance. It was great. The final day we just spent in Puerto Indio hanging out and relaxing after having wrapped up our talks with the people of its neighboring communities and educating them on the important things of life (a.k.a. how to cook brownies). I snapped a few photos along the way and the trip was a blast. Check back in the hopefully near future though for more exciting posts about iguanas, my house, and even aqueduct information!

Bathing hole at La Chunga

Teaching kids to chicken fight in Cemaco

Nick's Peace Corps house

Everyone being attentive to learn about brownies!

Sam (volunteer) strolling through his community of Bayamon

Playing telephone or as they call it here bochinche (gossip)

Active participation in the personal finance talk