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Tikal and Primitive Life

Monday, June 22nd, 2009

I´m actually becoming a morning person here due to the sun rising so early and the sound of the birds or chickens as my wake up alarm. Although yesterday I did set my alarm to make sure I was packed and ready. I was picked up by our friend Erwin here who owns a hostel named Sak Luk. He then took me to the beach in El Remate where the Triathlon Allison was participating in was starting. We cheered her on as they sounded the start and waited for her to make it back out of the water and on to her bike. Once on her bike, we caught up with her and rode along side her the whole way to Tikal which was about 20 miles.

Once in Tikal, she put on her running shoes and began her run around the ruins. While she was doing her run, I was guided to the finish line by our friend Estella and her beautiful little girl Esmerelda, to wait for her. It was in the middle of the Central Plaza where Temple 1 and 2 are in Tikal. After climbing to the top of Temple 2, I got a true sense of the magestry of the Ancient Mayans and the beauty of the land where they lived and highly respected. After also climbing Temples 4 & 5 and hiking around Tikal park, I definitely got my taste of the jungle.

The variety of the trees and plants, let alone the insects and birds we saw were incredible. The sounds of the jungle are something I will never forget. I truly wish I had a video camera just to record the sounds. Those of the Howler monkeys which sound like a lion was so strong that we could hear their echo a few miles away. I did catch a glimpse of 2 but they were deep within a few trees and moved along before I could snap a photo.

After hours of walking through this historical place we then waited for a bus that would take us to a very remote and primitive town called Uaxactun. The only running water or electricity is from a generator. We stayed at a hostel that was owned by a friend of Erwin´s. We had to be careful where we walked and use our flashlights since there were toads hopping around. We were made a meal of black beans, tortillas, rice and scrambled eggs with onions and red pepper. This is the primary diet most remote and poor Guatemalans eat.

After being exhausted we all laid our heads down for attempted sleep. I think I did manage to catch a few hours but didn´t sleep too well due to the intense heat and humidity, the absolute blackness of the night and the sounds of the crickets and bugs buzzing against the screens above our head. Once the chickens and the roosters started welcoming the morning, we quickly gathered up our things and walked about 800 ft. to another ruin. We watched the sun make it´s way into the day and had a moment of silence while listening to the birds that Erwin said were saying hello to us.

We then caught the bus which was a very bumpy ride once again from Uaxactun, back through Tikal and ultimately back to El Remate. When back at my bungalow, I put my bathing suit on, grabbed a quick bite of the carrot cake I had bought the other day, grabbed an apple and headed down to the dock for a rest and a swim. The cool water was very soothing and today I noticed all the little fish that hung around even though I was amongst them.

After mingling with some local El Remate folks I headed back to my room and took a very needed nap. A shower followed and some relaxed conversation before Allison and I were picked up by Erwin who has been incredibly generous with being our guide, our taxi and our friend. We are now in Flores and Santa Elena for the afternoon. For the first time there was a heavy rain today and a few degrees of cooler temperatures until it burned off.

The rest of the afternoon will be shopping around, dinner somewhere here in Flores, going to the Maxi Supermercado to get some groceries, and back to El Remate. Tomorrow I will have a full morning meeting with the teens to hopefully get a closer look at some Howler monkeys and the possbility of some Spider monkey as well during our hike to Cerro Cahui Biotopo. After….could be another swim, more relaxation, or who knows…another venture out.

The more I´m here and the more I get to know the local people, the more I learn about the political corruption. Although the land is rich with resources, most people are poor. Similar to the US but more so, there is a big divide between the rich and the poor, the middle class is very small and the lines are grey. Overall, the beauty wins and is what I do my best to soak in everyday.

My first few days in El Remate

Saturday, June 20th, 2009

Prior to arriving in El Remate, my journey consisted of waking up at 4am to head over to my sister´s to leave my car where a cab picked me. The cabbie was new at his job and started driving a cab after getting laid off from his IT consulting job. I coached him a little bit on how to use this new temporary job as an opportunity to meet new people where he came up with the idea of having business cards and resumes available to handout to potential employers, since you never know who you will meet.

My flight left at 8am and had the pleasure of meeting an English teacher and his wife from San Diego. They were traveling around Guatemala mostly without knowing where they were going to stay. I´m loving this idea of just rolling with it and seeing where things take you. When I arrived in San Salvador I had plenty of time to think about my journey ahead with a 6 hour layover. I had a subway sandwich and watched some kids play a wii that was in the middle of the airport. Brilliant marketing. I slept a little and finally stepped foot on the flight to Guatemala City. When I arrived the driver from Patricia´s Hotel picked me up and thankfully he spoke great English since I was really tired. I was so happy to lay down my head and just sleep.

I was then awoken at 5am to catch my flight to Flores where I was picked up by my friend Allison and her El Remate friend Erwin. They took me to the bank where I got some Quetzales for my entire visit. We also went to the supermarket which felt like a big Walmart to get some food. The drive to El Remate was so beautiful and so green. It´s very warm here and very humid of course being that it´s pretty much the jungle. We also stopped and got some fresh cut coconut and drank the juice right out of the shell. When I arrived at my bungalow and settled in, I came down to have snack of fresh cut coconut.

The rest of my day involved, a swim in the lake where I will be spending a lot of time cooling off and swimming, a siesta and then an incredible welcome dinner for me and a reunion dinner for Allison with the women she helped planting vegetable gardens. There were more than 40 women there with their kids and they picked fresh flowers that were placed in jars on the table and we dined with new friends. When going back to the bungalow before crawling into bed, we took a night swim and chatted with Argelio who takes care of the grounds at the hotel.

I´m of course getting lots of practice at Spanish and it´s humbling in regards to how to communicate with these beautiful local people. We all want to learn just the same. I spent yesterday walking around town seeing all the gardens Allison planted 2 months ago with the two groups of women she worked with, and how much they´ve grown. Who knew that cucumbers grew so fast! There are beets, carrots, radishes, lettuce, spinach, sweet peppers, etc.

Last night, Allison and I had a caprese salad at an Italian restaurant which is right next door to my bungalow. The owner and chef who makes fresh homemade pastas and pizzas is direct from Italy. We had some wine and dessert of cooked pears, ice cream and chocolate sauce. I should also note that I am definitely having my fair share of homemade tortillas, probably too much!

In the evening we were then picked up by Erwin and had a fun time at a hotel owned by Estella and her husband Amilcar. We were entertained with singing, a strumming guitar and some tequila! It was a fun surprise to recognize some of the songs from Buena Vista Social Club. In conversation it came out that although Estella is originally from Guatemala, before marrying Amilcar she lived in LA for 10 years just along mid Wilshire.  Also along or the concert were some other travelers from the states and a volunteer from Australia, whom I´ll be working with doing arts and crafts with the local kids.

Today I was very nervous to meet with some teens but overall it went well and thank god I had Allison there to help out with translations and ideas to get them talking. They were pretty shy at first. They asked me a few questions about myself and the rest of the time I taught them English. We also got to talk about what their dreams are for future professions. Looks like we´ll have some really great lawyers, doctors, teachers, a judge, a car mechanic and a secretary contributing themselves in the future. They were ages 12-20.

As I was sitting here at this internet cafe, a man who moved here from the US and opened up a bakery came in with a basket full of fresh baked breads and muffins. He sold us some carrot cake and banana bread. I´m already digging in the bag, where the loaf is still hot and it´s so yummy! I need to save some room since I´ll be having lunch somewhere in town. After we will have a swim in the lake and tonight a nice rest before I support Allison in the El Remate triathlon tomorrow. In the morning I´ll be traveling with Erwin to Tikal where I´ll be spending the day getting familiar with the cherished ancient Mayan pyramids and ruins.

It´s incredible coming to a place where the US media talks so negatively about it, instilling a lot of fear. I´m sure there has to be some good reason for all of it, and maybe it´s not for everyone. The hardest thing for me is seeing the random dogs walking around town that are mostly scavengers with most of their bones clearly visible.

It´s also interesting to see the random horses, pigs and chickens just going where they choose. Thankfully I´ve come and am having a different experience than one that would be feared. Don´t get me wrong, I´ve run into some unwelcome friends such as very big spiders and roaches, but if that´s the worst of it, so be it.

I´ll be back in a few days…

Preparation for El Remate, Guatemala trip

Monday, June 15th, 2009

It’s about 36 hours until I leave for the airport. My bag is partially packed and I have a few more errands to run tomorrow. Getting cash out, possibly buying a new camera since the one I have doesn’t take very good pictures, more dog food for Georgie (my Portuguese water dog who I am going to miss terribly) and tying up some other loose ends. It’s almolst surreal that I will be going since I just bought my ticket under 2 weeks ago.  Since following my instinct to go on this trip, everything is happening so easily, it’s almost unbelievable! I got the cheap airfare I wanted. I fly from LAX through San Salvador, and then will be stopping in Guatemala city for a night before flying out the next morning for Flores where El Remate is.

I was worried about finding a hotel but my friend Allyson who left on Thursday, who I am meeting there stayed at a great bed and breakfast called Patricia’s Hotel.  www.patriciashotel.com

She emailed me their website and after taking a quick peek I was sold, especially since it’s only $14 a night and that includes transportation to and from the airport. I sent them an email and within 2 minutes, no exageration, I had a confirmed reservation!  From Guatemala city I then have a quick flight to Flores. Some fun agenda items once I get there….supporting Allyson in the El Remate triathlon, celebrating with local Mayans in Tikal for the Summer Solstace, working with local women helping them build and plant vegetable gardens, and working with some 7th, 8th, and 9th graders. I also got an email today from Allyson that she is going to keep me busy…the day I arrive I will be meeting an Australian volunteer who is doing arts and crafts with some kids and that night I will be having a home cooked meal made by some local woman. Yum!

When I arrive at the Flores airport I will be picked up by Allyson and a local friend she met while she was down there a few months ago….as I said, it’s all happening so easily, it’s just meant to be. This could also very well possibly be a future destination for one of our summer or winter teen retreats so I guess I will be doing some “research” there as well. Now to finish packing….

the Ability to Laugh Out Loud

Tuesday, October 14th, 2008

When was the last time you gave out such a deep belly laugh that you had no choice but to release it through your mouth?  A type of a self-allowed explosion of air and expression relinquished from your gut, where you just can’t help it! Or is it from your chest? What I’m talking about is the type of laugh that could be considered almost verbal in nature.  You know…with a sound, that if held in, would defy the intention of the feeling that came over you.

As a performer and presenter, out loud laughter is easily noticed when in front of an audience. And I’m sure I don’t have to tell you this, but it is also noticeable when it’s not there too.  It’s a nice confirmation of, “oh this is why we are doing this, and there are people out there listening, fully engaged in what we are doing.” And it’s interesting doing the same material to multiple audiences where the laughter comes out at different moments. The wonder of: wow, I can’t believe they laughed then, I wonder what their interpretation was and what they thought was humorous. Or the:  of course they laughed after that line, everyone thinks it’s funny because it’s just, well…funny.

I love dictionaries!  For example, from writing this, I got curious about the word “dictionary.”  What is this thing that gives meaning if you will, to our language, or any language really.  It means – “a reference book containing an alphabetical list of words with definitions or equivalent translations into another language.” But for the sake of this blog entry, I wanted to see what “funny” meant. Funny- causing laughter or amusement. Then wouldn’t that mean it was intended to be out loud?!

When a person laughs out loud, it’s usually an expression of, yes I found what you just said funny. But I’m curious…when they don’t, is it because they didn’t find it funny, or that it just wasn’t funny at all. Or is it really because they don’t have the ability to laugh out loud?

I was talking with a friend of mine about it and she said that it’s almost a social responsibility to take this outward directed action.  And we discussed the many different types of laughs. To be more specific, the types can be broken up into the dark uncomfortable category, or a lighthearted category.

A dark example could be the proper laugh which does make noise, but seems to be intentionally careful not to make too much noise. Then there is the inappropriate laugh. Inappropriate only because it’s being judged by others as “you just did that at an inopportune moment.” A sort of, “I’m almost embarrassed for you” judgment. Let’s not forget the disconcerting laugh where in itself, it’s saying something without having to say anything. That could also be considered a snicker.

The lighthearted kind could be the empowering, flirtatious, and punctuated laughs. To empower another with a laugh is in a sense to support the speaker.  The flirtatious one is to compliment the other by showing that person; I’m interested in what you are saying. Or let’s be honest, the subtext is really, I’m interested in you. And punctuated laughs are an honest response to something that was perceived as quite possibly hilarious.

You know I actually learned that there is such thing as a chortle laugh. Who knew such a thing existed. Another one of those words I had to look up in the dictionary.  My friend taught me that. It’s a blend of a snort and a chuckle. I love those. Those are typically contagious and bring additional laughter because of the mere sounds the person makes when they chortle. It could be the most embarrassing kind, but in my opinion it’s the most honest and a complete freedom of expression.  A little girl I know feels so free she snorts, and intentionally. Coming from a 5 year old it is kind of cute.

There are so many different types; the jealous laugh, the nervous one, and even the dorky laugh.  Or is that the same as the chortle?  I know there are those of you out there that might have been quieted by someone else because of your boisterous laugh. This is something I’ve experienced at least once, as I definitely have an out loud laugh. But hey, if that ever happens to you, look at the person who just shushed you, and maybe ask them, what just made you so uncomfortable? Because it’s probably not your laugh, it’s most likely a personal issue for them.

As human beings, laughter is something we need to experience so much so, that we’ll pay other people to make us laugh.  The comedy club is that exact arena or another example is the comedy genre in film.  As audience members we are in a sense challenging the person on stage or the big screen to pull that expression out of us.  Almost a subconscious begging of “Please make me laugh! Please let me experience that release of energy where I can go home and sleep well because I feel satisfied.” Sort of like great sex. Hopefully everyone reading this has experienced this at least once in their life.

And the beauty is when the comedian or comedy is done effortlessly.  Where the less they try to be funny, the more they are.  It’s all in the delivery. How a word is said could imply different meanings.  Simple but yet complicated.

Laughter is learned.  Don’t you find it interesting to watch infants smile off of your smile or laugh because you’re laughing?  I think it’s mostly because they’re too young to realize why they are even laughing. They just do it. And they don’t care what they look like, or what they sound like.  It’s a primal response.  Everyone is born with the ability and we are just waiting to learn how.  And why is it that the older we get, depending on the situation, the more it seems that we need permission to do so.

Maybe it’s a male/female thing? I know, almost any subject matter is examined in terms of the male and female genders.  But seriously…does a woman laugh out loud more than men?  And if a woman doesn’t laugh out loud, could she be considered more reserved? Does it make her more feminine or acceptable…or if she doesn’t is it because she is just being introspective. There has even been studies done on the difference between what a man would find funny compared to a woman.  I actually read about that just the other day.

Laughter I’m sure also helps to establish relationships.  There are those laughs that are so distinct that they are a person’s signature.  And a person’s laugh can function like a natural human scent.  It’s also true that attraction can be based on how much maybe; a man enjoys the laughter of a woman.  And there is even code in email to show laughter, expressed as “LOL” or “Ha-Ha” or the good o’l smileys.

Speaking of the internet, I tend to Google things to see what I can find. And I Google’d “Laugh Out Loud.”  And believe it or not, I actually found out that they have Laughter Clubs in India. And I found a site where they have laughter fitness and laughter school.  Where the responsibility of the leaders is to help create an environment of community in which everyone can contribute to help each other grow, relieve stress, find balance, gain a better outlook, and have fun. Most people hate their job which is a whole other conversation, but I doubt if they ever have the water cooler sessions complaining about their job.

Laughter can be the sign of a true leader. Have you noticed those times that when someone did laugh out loud that it was almost like permission for others to do the same?  And in other cases, if a leader in a group is subdued and tired and doesn’t laugh, then others won’t either.  It also can kind of make you think about the roles we play in society.

So I say, be the instigator!  Make it infectious for others to feel comfortable.  It’s a gift, so go on and give it away!   I‘m giving you permission, and you know it’s also been known to strengthen immune systems.  Flu season’s coming…or you could go out and get a flu shot. Although laughter does seem a little less painful…