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Miriam & Mike touring the north
Monday, May 16, 2011
This Blog is done and dusted.
Mike
Sunday, November 08, 2009
Back in Chicago, long weekend on a lake, torn ACL, Frankfurt, Work, Helen Clark, Live Free Or Die, and Packing up
Sunday, August 02, 2009
The work trip - the Dominican Republic, Haiti, and Guatemala - 9 flights in 9 days - and I forgot my bloody camera!
Just been to breaky, and now I'll write a post about my work trip from my hotel room in Guatemala.
So I was sent to talk on social media etc at a conference in the Dominican Republic, and then talk with staff in Haiti and Guatemala - 9 flights in 9 days! I read the country specific information at travel.state.gov - a lot of warnings:
- Guatemala country information
On the Human Development Index the DR is 91st, Guatemala 121st, and Haiti is 148th out of 179 countries. To put it into perspective, Canada is ranked 3rd on the HDI. So I knew that this trip will be an eye opener!
I got off to a bad start, realizing on the plane from Ottawa to Newark that I left my camera in the car - bugger it!
Anyway, I'm not one to dwell...
Short wait in Newark, and we departed (I was traveling with a work colleague for the DR part of the trip) for Santo Domingo in the DR. The drive from the airport to the hotel was crazy - there weren't too many road rules, pedestrians were crossing highways, and the houses on the side streets, were very basic - concrete, most without windows.
I spoke at the conference on the first day - it went OK, after a few technical difficulties. In the evening we walked to the Ciudad Colonial (Colonial Zone) - the first settlement made by Columbus and the Spanish explorers in the New World - a UNESCO World Heritage Site. We had a look round, were given a tour (without asking), and went for dinner in a square.
I forgot my camera, but below are a few taken by a work colleague from Trinidad and Tobago:
The next morning I was picked up by a pre-arranged taxi to be taken to the airport to catch a direct flight on a CAA non-compliant airline (Air Caraibes) to Port Au Prince, Haiti. The taxi arrived on time, and we proceeded to the airport - I can't speak a word of Spanish, the driver didn't speak a word of English - but he knew where to go - the airport to catch Air Caraibes. After about 40mins of driving we arrived at an airport - as we arrived I thought to myself, hold on this isn't the same airport I arrived at 2 days earlier - maybe Air Caraibes flies out of this little airport in the middle of nowhere. So, I asked the driver as best I could - Air Caraibes, and showed him my ticket - as I did earlier - he nodded.
I went into the airport - still had 1 hour before my flight was due to leave, and the first thing I noticed was a bill board that said - Carib Air. I was at the wrong airport! I was meant to catch Air Caraibes and instead I was at a small airport in the middle of nowhere where Carib Air flew out of. This was confirmed after speaking to the person at the airline office.
OK, so it was too late to catch the Air Caraibes flight from the other airport (as it was 1 hrs drive away) - besides the next flight directly to Haiti was the next day with Air Caraibes - and I only had 1 day scheduled in Haiti for work (before flying onto Miami and then Guatemala). So I had to act quick. It just so happened that Carib Air also had direct flights to Port Au Prince in Haiti - the next flight was 3pm that afternoon. It was just after 9am. I rang through to a colleague in Haiti to say I would be late, purchased the ticket, and sat at the airport in the middle of nowhere until 3pm!
Now, the Caraibes Air planes do not pass the CAA safety standards - as I mentioned before. Well the Carib Air plane, I think, was in the same boat. When all 6 of us passengers boarded the small propellered 20 seater aircraft, the flight attendant told us all to sit at the back of the plane - maybe to help with liftoff?! As the plane took off, everything started creaking, and a couple of the overhead storage doors flung open - the plane creaked all the way above the mountainous terrain to Port Au Prince. It was a pleasant flight.
As we were descending into the Port Au Prince airport, looking at the houses and streets, I knew that I was entering a very desolate, under developed country and it was going to be an eye opener.
Haiti has had a long history of political unrest - from the Aristide Era, to the military rule (coup) - all of which has lead to violent demonstrations, and many deaths. And to make things worse, the country was hit by 4 tropical cyclones in the space of 2 weeks in 2008 - Tropical storm Fay, Hurricane Gustav, Hanna, and Ike - which devastated the country (deforestation 95% - so during the storms, soil turned to mud and landslides killed many). So the French speaking country is in extreme poverty - there is little electricity - only the rich have electricity, but generators are still needed as the power goes off everyday.
Back to the airport. So I arrived into Port Au Prince (population over 3 million) - someone from the embassy took me straight through immigration (no questions) to a bullet proof vehicle for the 40min drive to my hotel.
Now I didn't have my camera, but the videos below, give you a good indication of what the driving, and housing was like. There are no road rules, cars are barely road worthy - many loose their brakes going down the hilly streets. There are no road signs - only a few traffic signals. People drive their vehicles on any side of the road - what ever gets them to their destination the quickest. There are only a handful of roads that are tar sealed - of which many have huge craters (not potholes, but craters) in them. Many people sit on the back of rusty utes - called tap taps - these are the taxis. In Haiti there are over 8000 UN peacekeepers - many from the Canadian military - there were a few staying at my hotel from Quebec, working as police. So you see many UN vehicles, and a lot of army personnel with automatic weapons. Many Haitians try to flee the country - either over the mountains into the Dominican Republic, or some pay a a lot to be taken by boat in the hope of reaching the shores of the US. They are either stopped by the US coastguard, or they drown. When I was there, there were reports that 70 people were missing trying to get to the US by boat.
So, I arrive at my hotel - I felt extremely guilty that I was staying there - in a neighbourhood that had 24/7 security, big gates/walls, internet access, air con, and a very nice room, good food and cable TV, and a bullet proof 4x4 pick-up drive to and from the embassy.
I met some work colleagues for dinner, and during dinner the power would go out - then the generators would kick in.
The next day, I was driven (40 mins) to the embassy for my days work. The talks went well, and I met some very nice people in the process. I was back at the hotel by about 4pm and started to pack for the flight to Miami, then to Guatemala City the next day.
During the course of the night I started to feel ill. I think I had food poisoning. I was up all night, the next day I was in and out of the loo on the aircraft to Miami, held on during the long immigration process, then back to the loo near my departing gate, then on the plane to Guatemala City, and then my hotel - late that evening, and all through the night, and the next day during my half days work at the embassy. Luckily there was nurse at the embassy who prescribed some antibiotics - 2 days later I am just recovering - and slowly getting my appetite back. I'm knackered!
I'm staying in a very nice hotel in Guatemala City - Hotel Barcelo - nice food, and you can get NZ butter!
My work host drove me out to the UNESCO World Heritage town of Antigua yesterday - it's about 45mins from Guatemala City . Awesome! I went on a 3 hour walking tour with Antigua Tours - with Elizabeth Bell. If you go to Antigua, I highly recommend you take this tour, Elizabeth Bell knows her stuff - has lived there for 40 years and knows many Mayan people - 20% of Guatemalans do not speak Spanish - they speak 1 of the 22 Mayan dialects found in Guatemala. E. Bell also has helped restore much of the city over the years. And no, the world will not end in 2012 - the end of the Mayan calender. It is just the end of the (around) 5800 year cycle of the calender, and they start over again - there will be huge celebrations in 2012. When we were around the back of the Antigua church, we saw a man who had walked from a rural area, to give gifts and light candles for God.
In the afternoon, I spent some money on some local products - very nice - will not mention here, because I am not back in Ottawa yet, and a couple are gifts for Miriam.
The embassy in Guatemala lent me a camera! Saweet, so I took a few picks, posted below.
Work tomorrow, then up early Tuesday (5:30am) - fly to Miami, then Chicago (I then have 40mins to catch my flight from Chicago to Ottawa) - (hopefully arriving in Ottawa just before 10pm). Then back to work the next day - joy!
I apologize for any spelling mistakes or incorrect grammar. I just write - it is an informal blog - no time to spell check and proof read!