Edge in the Domincan Republic - 2008 Entry 2

January 9, 2008 - 9:28pm

Wednesday night
January 9, 2007

It's so hard for me to write without a lot of planning. I'd like to put the events of the day into a nice, linear package for you. But I can't. I'm tired and it's very late. And I'm still in culture shock. Shocked by the poverty, shocked by the crowds of people, shocked by the lack of privacy, shocked by the loss of control.

Other people feed us. I don't even have any Dominican money on me. I just eat what our hosts provide. It's sort of nice to let go of the job of getting food, but I don't think I realized how much the simple freedom to eat whenever you want is something I take for granted.

Tonight I put together a rather extensive Flickr collection of photos, all with descriptions. You can follow along the day by viewing them.

The collection is here. Or you can view it as a slideshow here.

Today we learned about what Edge calls, "fluidity." You have to stay fluid when you are overseas. It would be easy to let today become frustrating, but it didn't. We had hoped to get started with the two installations, but we had troubles getting materials in both places. The details are unimportant - it just turned out to take the entire day to gather the tanks and make some rather complex plans for the hospital. The hospital was supposed to have gotten supplies ahead of time but didn't because an engineer wanted to talk about it first. Apparently it didn't occur to him that we were going to be on a tight schedule. We ended up buying exactly the things we asked them to pick up for us. We lost a day. No big deal. Kurtis is sure we'll make it up.

We did get to see the hospital, and I was once again touched and surprised. Touched by the good that they do and surprised by the primitive nature of the facility. It is a Care Hospital; there are a number of them around the world. Their water system is horrible, but it's not their fault. The entire city of Santo Domingo has a water problem. You can't get clean water from the tap. You just can't. Everyone uses bottled water. This is extremely expensive for the hospital. They use a fair amount of water, as you can imagine.

Their specialty is pediatric surgery for children with birth defects. 

Half our team worked with Kurtis and an engineer from the hospital to plan our rather complex system. Our three tanks of purified water will tie right into the plumbing of the hospital. Usually our water systems are suited to people coming up to the tanks and drawing water off of them. While some of us went out into town to buy supplies, the other half of our team folded bandages.

That's right. They don't buy pre-packaged bandages here. They buy bulk bandage material and fold them by hand.


Care Hospital Santo Domingo is a 6-story building


The Cistern at Care Hospital. The water is clear, but not safe. Full of bacteria.


Typical traffic in Santo Domingo. One of the reasons it took all day to gather supplies.

We were also able to get the supplies we will need for the YWAM headquarters install, the one you guys payed for.

Let me mention YWAM. I didn't know anything about Youth With A Mission, and I still don't know much. It seems to be a movement started by American Christians that spread this way and has become an indigenous expression of faith. This facility is run by Domincans for Dominicans. I can tell that they are a very conservative group of Christians. Much more conservative than I, certainly. And yet, here they are working amongst the poorest people. And we are in their country. I'm called to be as respectful as if I was dealing with Muslims in Iran or Buddhists in China. Their Christianity is now an indigenous movement among these people. They tend toward charismatic expression and are absolutely passionate about their faith.

Tomorrow night we might go to a worship service. I hear we might have two hours of singing BEFORE the sermon. I'll let you know how that goes.

And there is this. These guys take trips to Africa to help people less fortunate than themselves. They who don't even have clean water in their own facility. That seals the deal for me. So you guys are going to make it possible for them to drink their tap water instead of buying water, which they do for the hundreds of volunteer teams of all denominations who stay here from time to time. Not too many Americans, I wouldn't think. We're too spoiled and the accomodations are too rough. But I'm glad I'm here. I'm glad I've experienced it.

Whether you are a Christian or not, I can testify that you who donated money would be happy to be giving clean water to these people. Absolutely.

On a personal note: The food was very good today. There was something for breakfast that I never did identify. Some kind of pasty, grits-ish, puddingesque thing. Sort of sweet and sort of like Oatmeal. Whatever, I ate every bite. Lunch at the hospital was fun and delicious. Traditional Dominican food. (Pictures of both meals at the Flickr site) We put in a full day, and I'm ready for bed. Check out the flickr photos I mentioned. They tell the story.

Tomorrow we begin the installation work in both places. One of our teams is also going to spend some time taking care of children in a local orphanage. We feel the YWAM install will be so easy that we can spare the time. And the hospital has a solar water heating system that was installed incorrectly. Kurtis the magic man feels we might be able to fix that for them while we're there.

These Edge folks are INTENSE. I kid you not. Do not try to stop them or get in their way. They will find a way to get things done. And if something prevents them from doing one thing, they'll find some other acts of goodness to fill the day.

Tomorrow I'll show you the work we do and introduce you to the team in more detail. I can't wait to show you a picture of Kurtis.

peace,

rlp

Submitted by zachawry on January 10, 2008 - 5:12am.

I've traveled a fair amount, including some in developing countries, and it completely makes sense they would feed you nasty hot-dogs the first day and then good local food thereafter. Likely they want to feed you something they think you will be familiar with at first, even if that's a horrible version of "American food." After they get that pleasantry out of the way, then you can get on to the authentic food, and as long as you aren't subsistence-level, sub-African poor, you can make almost anything taste good.

Submitted by rlp on January 11, 2008 - 7:57am.

Oh that's very funny. Because the food has gotten MUCH better. And we're eating Dominican food now. You nailed it man! That must be what's going on.

Submitted by Larry on January 10, 2008 - 12:41pm.

This DR journal is a gift, indeed. Thanks.

Submitted by Radreformfan on January 10, 2008 - 1:18pm.

Gordon,

I'm enjoying the journal of your trip to the DR. As one who spent about 16 years in Latin America doing mission work, the pictures are very familiar. Clean water is a rarity indeed in many places of the world and I applaud your team's efforts to furnish the YWAM office and hospital with access to it. The picture of the fresh pineapple and papaya at breakfast made my mouth water. Those were staples for us during the year we spent in Costa Rica in language school before moving on to Argentina. Keep up the good work and thanks for sharing your insights, including the struggles with a bit of culture shock.

Submitted by hadashi on January 10, 2008 - 6:33pm.

thanks for taking the time & energy to tell this story as it unfolds. and thanks for keeping your heart & mind open. perhaps your honest reflections on the culture shock are as important long-term for you, and for many readers, as the tangible work of clean water & folding bandages. keeping you and the team in prayer!

Submitted by enz on January 10, 2008 - 7:51pm.

Farina (cream of wheat), maybe?

Submitted by hughman on January 10, 2008 - 9:14pm.

eek! be careful!! those uber-christians are crafty! soon they'll have you handling snakes!

Submitted by spidey on January 11, 2008 - 8:46pm.

The first time I went to China, our lifeline was the phrase "Let it go." With the situation you're in, it really is the only positive option. Better, it's a chance for you to grow.

I've got good news and bad news for you. Bad news: You'll never be the same. Good news: You'll never be the same.