4/26/13

More Mazatlan Photos!


One of many fabulous sunsets...I watched them with Frank and Cam almost every night, which is something I could never get tired of!



Live Blues Band at La Bohemia Restaurant on Plaza Machado, Mazatlan




Street art in Mazatlan



The courtyard of "Una Gota en el Oceano," the rest home for elderly folks or other individuals who require long-term care but have no family to take care of them. Frank and Cam volunteer a lot of their time here and have really helped to improve the quality of care.



One of my favorite blocks in old town Mazatlan...just around the corner from where Frank and Cam live!



My wonderful hosts! 

A Day at the Dump

On one of our days off from clinic work, the University of Iowa team and associated volunteers (like me!) went on a "tour" of the Mazatlan dump. During our visit, we were introduced to the dump workers, who sort the city's trash and get paid by the number of recyclables (mostly plastic bottles and aluminum cans) that they collect. The city has no formal recycling program and all waste goes in the same bin, which was so hard for me to get used to! But what eventually ends up decomposing in the dump lacks almost all potentially recyclable materials. How is this possible? Through at least four stages of sorting...first hotel and restaurant workers, second street people who root through dumpsters, third garbage truck workers, and finally the folks working at the dump. 


The view of the dump from our parking spot, right on top of all of the trash.



Nice view on the drive up...one member of the crew remarked that this would be considered expensive real estate if we weren´t so close to the dump.


On our tour we traveled in the back of a truck and towed behind us a mobile kitchen. Once we got to the dump, we parked right on top of a mountain of trash and started grilling 300 hamburgers. Providing food to the dump workers is something that a local church does a few times a week, with the hope that the dump workers don´t have to choose between eating food scraps that they find and going hungry. At lunchtime we started serving burgers to the dump workers, giving them a break from their never ending scavenger hunt. Later on, we drove down to the neighborhood at the base of the dump and passed out more food to local kids and mothers who squat on unoccupied land to be near the dump. While the city of  Mazatlan has put some restrictions on who can work at the dump (over 16 years old) and how many workers can be "employed," but there are still inherent dangers to their job, such as exposure to biohazards. What started as a temporary way to make money for most has now turned into a way of life for some familes who make houses our of materials found at the dump and sort around the clock.
It is an eye-opening sight to see people rushing up to the back of a garbage truck to get the fresh drop off. And it seems to be the most ineffective and unsafe way to reduce landfill waste, yet it is going on in many parts of the world. One related documentary that I have seen about dump workers in Brazil is called Wasteland, and I highly recommend it.  



The mobile kitchen in action


Grilling 300 burgers...it was very strange to be unwrapping the packages and being able to just throw the plastic out the side of the truck because the dump was literally all around us!

4/23/13

Medical Brigade in Mazatlan (April 2-11)


One of my main incentives for taking a trip to Mexico this year was to help out with a medical brigade from the University of Iowa Physicians Assistant (PA) program. My friend Cam, who I met at the Olympia Free Clinic, lives six months of the year in Mazatlan and before she left Olympia last fall, she and her husband Frank invited me to stay at their house in Mazatlan and help out with the clinics. With my experience in a hospital and helping with a medical brigade in Ecuador two years ago, plus the interpreting that I've done at the Olympia Free Clinic since then, I felt well equipped and fortunate to be asked to help! 
My mom and I arrived in Mazatlan a few days before the clinics started and celebrated my 23rd birthday with Frank and Cam. She had to fly home on April 1st, and on the following morning, Cam and I took the bus from the old town to the gold zone, and I met the medical team that had just flown in from Iowa. Our team for the first week consisted of about 18 people: PA students, MD and PA graduates, nurses, interpreters, friends and the directors Bill and Katie. During the first week of the trip, we loaded up a van and a bright yellow truck (which I often rode in the back of!) and drove to a different "colonia" or outlying neighborhood on the four clinic days. Bill (internal medicine MD) and Katie (emergency room PA) both teach at the University of Iowa, and they have been coming to these same colonias twice a year for the past seven years, so they have computer records on many of the patients and are continuing to build up their database.



Volunteer Amanda (left) worked the pharmacy while Katie kept a close eye on her PA students and entered all the patient information into her laptop. 



PA student Rachel and a family that she worked with in the Madero Colonia


While many of the patients were children with colds and older women with a variety of ongoing complaints, I still learned more about medicine and appropriate ways to interpret and pass information between patient and provider. One memorable patient was a 100 year old woman who was unable to walk to the clinic site, but her daughter brought us to their house because they were convinced that she was going deaf. Volunteer provider John took a look and discovered that she just had lots of wax built up in her ears and we provided her children and grandchildren with the tools to clean them out. She was so grateful, and incredibly healthy at age 100!


Interpreting for John, an internal medicine resident at the Univ. of Iowa



Working with PA student Stephanie on the last day of clinics at Colonia El Ejido



The following week we had three more clinic days in different colonias, but unfortunately one provider and a few interpreters had to go back to work in the states, so that was an added challenge. 
All in all, the Iowa team was very well organized and the clinics ran smoothly. In seven days of clinics, we saw about 578 patients and the four PA students in the group received credit for an 
international rotation. My position as an interpreter was very interesting and I got a unique look at a style of medical care that almost entirely ignores the present Mexican health care system and avoids confronting the root of the problem, which is this expensive and inadequate system. The brigade provided some temporary support for the patients and could definitely be improved with public health education. However, many of the patients we saw lacked any sort of medical care and they were undoubtedly grateful for the support and attention we provided.



Group photo...I ended up being front and center!



4/16/13

Todos Santos?

Unfortunately blogspot doesn't allow me to use italics in the titles of my posts, the title above should actually read "Todos Santos" (aka Are we all saints?"), which was the slogan of the cafe where we had lunch on our first day in town. I enjoyed this joke about the town's name just as much as I enjoyed the town itself! It was an entertaining place to wander and check out galleries and historic buildings, and we even stayed at an old sugar mill that has been converted into a small hotel.
 
Remains of the sugar mill at our hotel
 
The swimming pool was definitely added after they stopped producing sugar!
 
On our first evening in Todos Santos we hiked to the beach, which is a couple miles outside of town. It as a rare change of pace to stay where the waterfront is not the main attraction, in this case due to high surf, strong rip tides and the layout of the town. On the second day, we were herded into a hilarious exercise class by the instructor who was advertising by yelling out of her antique dune buggy that she was driving around town. After class we found out that she was also originally from Seattle, and she graduated from the same high school as my mom, albeit a decade earlier!
 
We then took a bus to Cerritos Beach, which claims to be the only safe swimming beach between Todos Santos and Cabo. It was quite packed with swimmers even though it was kind of a cloudy day. For afternoon entertainment, we watched a group of sun-phobic Oregonians dress and sunscreen their kids before they got in the water. It was a process that took hours and required lots of fretting and chasing the kids down the beach with giant jugs of white goo and pink floppy hats. At one point, when one of the mom's was spraying down her child dangerously close to our lunch table, she said something like "you just gotta be prepared when you're coming from OREGON!" And of course, thanks to all of their preparation, the weather turned more overcast and windy once they were finally ready to send their kids into the water. Mom and I decided to leave the foolish Oregonians behind and sneak into the hacienda on top of the hill that was overlooking the beach. I didn't get any good pictures, but it was gorgeous and deserted because it costs too much to stay there! Another highlight of the day for me was getting my mom to hitchhike back to Todos Santos after we narrowly missed the hourly bus that passes by on the highway. She was very skeptical, but we were picked up in just a few minutes by guess who? MORE OREGONIANS! They went totally out of their way to take us back to the driveway of our hotel, and we're still alive to speak about it! And of course, they were sunburnt!
 
 
Todos Santos main plaza from the church


First night sunset on the beach near town

4/11/13

The Day In Between

After two nights in Loreto, we were ready to head out again! We woke up at 4AM so we could get on a bus at 5AM and arrive in La Paz by mid-morning. There were a few beaches that we weren't able to spend enough time at during the first go-round, so we took the bus out to Tecolote again and then walked to Playa Balandra in the afternoon. This time the beaches were much more crowded because of Semana Santa, but it was another super gorgeous and fun day!

 
This is one of my favorite pictures of the trip thus far. It was taken from Playa Tecolote at the end of the road.
 

 
Playa Balandra and the bay that was shallow enough to walk across!

Loreto NOT Laredo

Just a few Mays ago, my mom spent her 40th birthday (on cinco de Mayo) traveling around the southern part of the Baja Peninsula with my dad. She says that they had a super fun time, while I distinctly remember being left at my Grandma's house for the week, feeling left out and watching cartoons. Although I think it is the only trip that they took without me since I was born, so I can't really complain! One place that my parents didn't see during that trip was the town of Loreto, located north of La Paz on the east side of the peninsula. After a five hour bus ride through some impressive forests of cactus and the Sierra La Giganta mountain range, we arrived in this small, dusty town lit by blazing sun. Upon arriving at the Iguanna Inn, the host/owner Julie told us that the best thing to do was "just get out and walk arond town." So that is exactly what we did, and we were impressed by the malecon and old plaza. Loreto was the original capitol of Baja California and also the site of the first Camino Real mission in 1697. We could tell form the beginning that we were really going to dig this quaint town, but unfortunately the beaches near the malecon were filled with tree debris and the water was a little murky. I usually don't turn down a chance to swim in the ocean, but this afternoon I did because the beach had been kind of trashed by a bad storm that had rolled through town last October, setting back the tourist and vacation homes industries. But a semi-deserted place was okay with us! Once again, where we expected to find hoards of spring breakers, all we got was helpful service and lots of peaceful time together!
 
 
Pedestrian walkway with the church in the background
 
 
 
 
Main plaza in old town Loreto
 
 
 
Loreto's church was built in the 1600s
 
 
 
 
As usual, boys FAIL! It literally looked like a hurricane took off the roof of this building--yikes!
 
 
Mom and I soon learned that there was plenty to see around Loreto despite the storm damage, and most of it centers around sports fishing, scuba diving and touring the nearby islands. My mom was skeptical about committing to a day trip at first, but we were so glad when Julie contacted her friend Francisco, who owns a panga boat and was willing to take us out on Palm Sunday. We spent most of the day on his boat, and saw blue whales, a sea lion colony, blue footed boobie birds and a huge pod of dolphins!! Francisco was very experienced and knew Isla Coronado well. We were able to ride on his boat all the way around the island and then stop for snorkeling and lunch at a pristine white sand beach. He even told us about another cove across the island, and we ended up being the only ones who hiked there. For my mom, the best part of the whole day trip was that the boat ride wasn't as bumpy as the trip to Yelapa! I think she also enjoyed seeing wildlife so close to the boat and having our own tour guide though! I finished off the afternoon with a bike ride around Loreto's dirt roads-- March 24th was my first time on a bike since leaving the states--I've missed biking so much!  
 
 
 
Rocky volcanic formations on Isla Coronado
 
 
 
Bunches of sea lions catching some rays
 

 
My reflection in the water over the pod of dolphins
 
 
 
Oh hello there!
 

 
The perfect beach on Isla Coronado!
 
 
 
 
 
 

4/3/13

The Beginning of Baja

 
My favorite ferry ever--NOT!
 
 
After an unexpectedly long ferry ride, (24 hours total because one of the ferry engines broke) we made it to La Paz on the Baja peninsula on the afternoon of March 20th. We were so relieved to finally be off of the ferry, although we did meet some interesting travelers from Spain, Germany and England onboard. La Paz centers around the malecon beach walk and that is about all we were able to see on our first day there because we got off the ferry five hours later than expected. Well, actually on the first night we saw the sunset on the malecon as well as an amazing lobster stuffed chile relleno that my mom had read about before we even got there. Yum! Sometimes it's nice to travel with someone who reads the "where to eat" section of the guidebook before any other parts! Here are a few of the late afternoon and sunset pictures of statues and a giant waterbottle shark along the beach front. 
 
 





We made up for our late start the next day, by mastering the bus system and checking out two gorgeous beaches northeast of town. Tecolote beach was at the end of the paved road and we caught the first bus there in the morning. We snorkeled at La Concha beach in the afternoon, which was not yet packed with Semana Santa (Holy Week/Spring Break) crowds. Mom and I also took the kayaks at our hotel out on the bay and it was so handy to be staying so close to the water.


 
Playa Tecolote, all to ourselves!
 

 
Greek-themed Hotel Mediterraneo in La Paz and the view from the roof top patio
 
 
 

What the tourists miss...

In order to get out of taking a really long bus ride from Vallarta to Mazatlan, my mom and I decided to split up the trip and spend one night in Tepic, the capitol of Nayarit state. It's inland and the streets were filled with ridiculous traffic, but I really enjoyed the afternoon that we spent in Tepic, a place that most national and international tourists overlook.

 
A view of the main cathedral through the door of a state capitol building


 
PANADERIIIIIIIIAAA

 
Strange contorsionist monkey in a small cage
 
 
And then we happened upon a zumba class with a group of pink t-shirt ladies. We joined them for one song and when we were asked to come to the front for the next one, we quickly ran away.

 
Tepic's main plaza at night

4/1/13

Palapa in Yelapa

The first thing that my mom and I did when she arrived in the Puerto Vallarta airport on St. Patrick's Day was hop on a bus from the airport to the downtown ferry pier, where we caught a very bumpy boat to Yelapa!



 The boat ride with my mom that only involved a little screaming and swearing!



With only two weeks here to visit me and many plans already made, my mom wanted to get off to a running start. She had heard of a tiny hillside town that is only accessible by boat, and decided that we must take a short detour south before heading up to Mazatlan and Baja. While she had second thoughts about this plan on the jostling boat ride, it was definitely worth it to spend a few days in such an interesting and unique place that has been unspoiled by tourists. During the one full day that we spent in Yelapa, we hiked nearly all of the trails around town, including to this waterfall for a swim and picnic.


 
 
 

We also got very excited about eating fresh seafood on the beach, staying in a palapa-style (thatch roof) hut and swimming in a gorgeous bay. The brief detour to Yelapa was a brilliant way to start the two weeks of traveling with mom to follow, and we hope to someday check out other towns and waterfalls on the south side of Banderas Bay that are also accessible by boat. The next stage of our trip would take us north for more adventures!


Yelapa's "downtown" on the hillside. We had to walk along the beach and then hike up some stairs built underneath houses to get into town!



 
View from the main part of Yelapa to the beach where we stayed in a palapa hut.
 
 
 
It was a good looking bay!

La Cruz, San Pancho and PV Pictures

I've been in Mexico for almost a month now, and today I finally got a chance to download the pictures off of my camera! More posts are coming about traveling with my mom!
 
Street level view of the Octopus Garden Cafe in La Cruz, where my friend Alyssa works

 
A few of the amazingly rad people I hung out with in La Cruz! This was taken in Aly and Mary Jo's apartment from the stairs leading to the rooftop balcony.
 
 
Sunset from Aly and Mary Jo's roof!
 
 
The most incredible community center that I've ever seen!
It includes a library, classes galore, a recycling center and store and a vegan cafe.
San Pancho, Nayarit, Mexico
 

 
 
 
And a few photos from the trip into Puerto Vallarta with Sandra...despite the tourists, we had lots of fun!