Being back here was never quite the plan. When I tell people
of my summer plans, and how it all came to fall into place, the first word that
comes to mind is “serendipitous.” I suppose the extra benefit from finding a
way to inject an otherwise rarely used word into my vocabulary helps make it
all worth it in the end.
I left Guatemala at the end of 2011 after nearly a year of working
for Habitat for Humanity. I could spend days highlighting the amazing
experiences I had here in Guatemala during that time, however, the archived post in this blog would do those memories more justice. As such, I encourage
you to flip back. And now I am back in Guatemala for the summer working for the
US Government. As I have come to adjust again to life in Central America, I
find myself working most on – as one close friend of mine put it – creating new
memories, and not living within the many old ones.
That, for me, is an interesting world: caught between the
here and the now and the Guatemala of 2011. My mind struggles to process the
similarities wrapped within the many differences juxtaposed between the 2014
and the 2011. The ghosts of 2011 haunt me around each and every corner of
Guatemala, begging me to relive what once was. To step back and breathe in the
tranquility, the love, and the carefree living that once flowed through the
breezy streets of Antigua. Yet staring me in the face is 2014, and life in the
capital city, which relentlessly push me forward, like a mother bird nudging
her youngest out of the nest towards the real world.
“Mother knows best.”
“Packed like sardines in a tin can,” is the best way I can
begin to describe life in Guatemala City, the most populous city in Central
America. For all its many faults, Guatemala’s most glaring shortcoming, and
that which most directly impacts my daily life, is its poor infrastructure.
Traffic here is the worst I have seen in my life (caveat: I have been spoiled while
living inside of the DC Beltway and have never dealt with rush hour traffic,
nor have I ever been to places like Bangladesh or India. I have, however,
experienced flavors of traffic in large cities like LA, New York, Chicago,
Lima, DC, San Jose, San Salvador, and La Paz).
This doesn't begin to scratch the
surface of how crowded it really gets
I do appreciate the public transport at moments when we
cruise in our private lane past the rest of the traffic that inches along
bumper-to-bumper. If it weren’t for the lanes dedicated solely to the public
buses, the tin cans of sardines would rot under the Guatemalan sun with the
rest of the commuters. An air of VIP-status hangs over the bus as we bypass the
horrendous traffic; however, this quickly dissipates among the random odors
wafting throughout the humid bus. Jammed shoulder to hip to chest to buttock
among what feels like thousands of other locals quickly reminds me that this is
not first class, VIP travel.
A taste of Guatemalan traffic
It’s love-hate with the buses and me. They get me to my job
faster than any other option, but the lack of common courtesy or common sense
exhibited by my fellow riders frustrates me beyond repair. Let others step off
the train before boarding. Move to the center of the bus rather than crowd
around the doors, so as to create more space for others. These simple concepts
are lost upon the commuters, which I’ve moved well beyond trying to understand
why and into the realm of acceptance.
If you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em.
However, the work I have been involved with has helped to
assuage my daily frustrations with public transport and, more importantly,
helped to form new memories and keep those of 2011 at bay. To be a
part of Vice President Biden’s visit to Guatemala, no matter how tangential,
has made the efforts of this summer worth it.
Hey, Joe...
For those unaware, the White House has been escalating the issue of unaccompanied children from Central America, which have been especially flooding the US borders in 2014 (52,000(!) children just this fiscal year). Unfortunately, destitute families, seeing no other option for economic opportunity or for escaping the crime in Central America, settle on sending their children to the US – in the hands of coyotes – as their best option. Many believe – falsely – that immigration reform in the US is near, and that such reform will allow for today's new entrants to stay permanently. This is simply not true.
While immigration reform is atop the list of White House’s
lengthy list of “to-dos,” it is, in my opinion, a ways away from fruition. Further, if/when reform actually does pass, lawmakers
have made it clear that such reform will only apply to those undocumented
immigrants that arrived in the US before December 31, 2011. Those caught at the border illegally now are turned back to
their home countries, and with their repatriation flight home let's just say that they are not given
a notice to return when immigration reform is finally complete.
Beautifully written! Un gran abrazo!
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