Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Computer Desk Blue Print

Sugar

We arrived Thursday morning in Sucre by bus at night. The painful memory of a night spent shivering in a bus on my first trip to Bolivia, having taught me not to make savings on transport costs, we took a bus comfortable enough at half Film ("The Patriot" ...) we all slept.

In Sucre, Colin and Charlotte, both volunteers already place for a month plus Maxim, a traveler passing by Ayni housed in exchange for some sports shops in libraries, waiting for us at the apartment. In fact, all three were to move in because they arrived a month ago, Ayni had not yet found housing for volunteers.

In addition to housing the six volunteers, the apartment also serves as offices for the association. Suddenly, small problem: although it is large, we do not each bedroom. I share mine with one of Charlotte. In the end I am happy because we agree rather well and that despite the noise street light and a little stronger, our room is nice. In other parts by cons, we have some concerns: the kitchen sink is leaking, the shower does not work top, sink and laundry returns all its dirty water in the kitchen sink, overflowing regularly. Anyway ... we wait impatiently for it all works out. Fortunately, Nelly, the Bolivian head of Ayni, bends over backwards to find solutions. And then we quickly realized that Bolivia should not be too hasty. For two days, as the owners were unable to reach, Nelly is the father who ... just help us in improvising one day electrician, plumber the other!

Elodie, the French head of Ayni, being sick (she caught a salmonella bacterium food looks pretty tough and we're not at the shelter) just before our arrival, Nelly, responsavble the Bolivian, who cares for us. She has an impressive energy! Two days ago it took us to visit three of the four libraries: Urkupiña, Mesa Verde and Villa Armonia. To get there, take the microphones (minibus they hailed on the street) because they are outside the city (which is also far more extensive than I thought). The visit of libraries has confirmed that Colin had told me: we have the equipment for cooking classes is more than summary only two of the libraries are equipped with ovens (the old gas furnaces that work), and one hotplates. Then we have that we bought almost all the equipment for cooking. As the funds of the association are very limited, I blessed the CLAP Villeneuve d'Ascq awarded a grant of me before my departure! It is going to be very useful ...

In Indeed, in Bolivia, I think the biggest culture shock for food. Bolivians eat a bit the same thing: a soup and a "plato combinado, lunch and dinner. The soups are broth with bits of meat, potatoes, and cereal to thicken (peanut, corn, quinoa, flour, wheat ...) and the main dish is often composed of pieces of meat, French fries and rice. Sometimes plantains, sometimes a bit of sauce (hot !!!), but it's usually pretty dry, little changed. It's a shame because the market is full of vegetables! To understand their plan alimenatire, must take into account the influx of Bolivian city is still relatively recent (massive rural exodus in the twentieth century) and they have kept the habits and haunts they had in the countryside: starch and body Fatty bring energy, and the meat of what "build his body." With all that, vegetables are often forgotten. Another problem in the city, although they continue to move more than us, sedentary moves, and at the same time, imports are gaining ground. Bolivians drink a lot of sodas and water almost never (fortunately there are also delicious fruit juice), all their cooking are done in oil ... well, I do not know if I'm wrong, but I fear that this accelerated transition to urban life, coupled with poverty , does havoc on their health.

When I finish this note, we return to Mesa Verde, where the library every Monday meets club madres, fifteen mothers gossip taking the snack (today it was apples grounding aji (chili) and pasta). They love to get together to eat and are therefore highly motivated to make cooking workshops. So, we decided to begin next Monday with a workshop "salads". We will make four groups of four mothers, who will each prepare a salad. For not that moms are too lost in relation to their usual haunts, or that it costs them too much, von all our salads have a base grain (potatoes, rice, corn and pasta are part of the base ingredient all dishes).

They all decided that in order to attend workshops, give it a peso each, representing € 0.10. It's seeing that it seemed Prices for certain that I am better aware of their living standards. We will have to be careful not to use ingredients that are too expensive. We will continue our expeditions to the market to discover price of ingredients and Bolivia (it has already been scammed quite a few times but each time we know where to go and we know better and better the price of things ). Once everything was organized, moms are parties clearing a piece of "garden" of libraries so that we were leading the workshops (not to disturb the children who are inside the library, workshops will be held outside). Moms laugh a lot and this first contact was vriament well. I can not wait to be next week to begin the workshops.

much for this week. On the menu next post: the story of my first course kena (Andean flute) tomorrow morning (with a real pro: the Pied Piper of Los Masis ()!), And the story of our famous salads workshop first of many I hope! I forgot to say that every two weeks, we will certainly Bolivian dishes, so get ready for the arrival of a "Cash" on the blog! Hasta luego

todos! Esten that good!

Saturday, March 21, 2009

Shampoo Boards For Salons

few days of rest in La Paz before arriving in Sucre







Thursday ... We're already four days since I arrived in Bolivia, but just one day I'm in Sucre.
The trip went well. With Assia, the volunteer who accompanied me, Arnaud, my neighbor on the plane, and Lita, a German from Russia (who lives in Belgium), we took advantage of a stopover in Miami to go to the beach. The perfect opportunity to tread American soil without having to stay too long. Unfortunately, not yet this time my aversion for the country (too big to be reduced to clichés, I know, but it's stronger than me) will disappear. Between the airport and the beach, just wide avenues surveyed by large cars and lined with gleaming resorts charmless. The beach, fortunately, with its azure waters and palm trees, worth a few hours to lie down. At the end of the afternoon, we took over, wearing sneakers, the bus to the airport where we waited for Charlotte and Michael, the other two Ayni volunteers arrived in Miami by the next flight.

We arrived in La Paz at 7am the next morning (ie Monday lunch with us). There, Daniel, an employee of Ayni, we waited. He has graciously hosted us for two days! In him we met a French family that travels around America bicycle lying for eight months! Zoe accompanies his parents on their way thanks to a small cariole attached to bicycles, recumbent, and is even followed by France in its class thanks to a blog: http://zoe.aux.zameriques.over-blog .com/3-index.html . To go absolutely ! If the wind carries them, they'll be seeing us in a few days in Sucre. Stay tuned!

During these two days in La Paz, when we were not at the apartment to discuss politics and free software with Daniel (who works in Entel, the telecommunications company a few months ago nationalized by the Morales government) We were visiting the city. From the terrace of Daniel, we had a breathtaking view of the huge metropolis, perched at 4000m high and built in a bowl. Amazing thing: as a result of massive rural exodus in recent years, the poorest are installed on the sides of mountains, stretching higher and higher limits of the city. If the neighborhood of Daniel is rather quiet during the day the center is constantly busy. Microbus, street food vendors, small shops of all kinds, shoe shiners ... to every corner of new discoveries awaiting us.

This city is friendly, certainly, but it must still be careful. From our first meal in a small canteen quite correct, Arnaud was stolen and all his equipment bag photo. This misadventure has reminded us that in some places, better monitoring business closely! Fortunately, in Sucre, a priori we do not really have much to fear.

Tuesday evening, we joined Daniel at the head of Entel for a mini conference on free software ... or the interest to drop Windows monopoly and lucrative business to get the "software" free. In summary (for those like me who had no clear mind on the subject): Free software is free software, which circulate freely and be changed at will. A user that improves the software for its own account any interest then to "rebalance the circuit "So that others turn to improve and allow him to enjoy it. Unfortunately, despite my enthusiasm for free software, I feel that Windows has made people so addicted to its own software that the prospect of having to relearn everything going open source software scares them. T could be imagined only install free software in schools and colleges to familiarize students from an early age to free software. For my part, Daniel gave me a "free operating system" to install ... I do not know if I have the courage to me put. Another case to follow.

The next evening the conference, we returned to the headquarters of Entel to the public presentation of a book on the consequences of the nationalization of the telephone company. Another interesting topic since ETI, the Italian company which owned Entel nationalization before, decided to sue Bolivia to the ICSID (Center for settling international disputes on investment). But the question for Bolivia to attend because of a hand, she had already withdrawn from the ICSID when ETI has brought the case before justice. Moreover, this nationalization seems quite natural, since rather than reinvesting in BolivieETI referred all its profits abroad. In short, between the right of people to access services and law firms to protect their investments ... the debate continues. However, my sympathy goes to the Bolivian people, of course, that depends too much for my taste of foreign companies with little concern for his distant Latin American customers.

top view of El Alto

Wednesday before taking the bus to Sucre we met you with a friend of Daniel to visit El Alto. In fact El Alto, which is the third city in Bolivia in size, was barely 50 years! It is the result of three waves of migration, the first mid-century, the second in 1980, farmers ruined by drought, and the third in 1985 with the closure of the tin mines and the layoff of thousands of minors. In this boom town in perpetual construction, migrants have all become informal workers, each has found a subsistence activity (most alteños live on less than a dollar a day). But, strangely, when you walk that is not poverty is most striking, but rather the unceasing movement, sidewalks overgrown with merchants, streets flooded microbus, buildings for which we are constantly adding floors, smells, noise ... And then
appearances are misleading: El Alto is much more organized it seems. Abandoned to their fate for decades, the alteños gathered in vecinales juntas, neighborhood committees support vectors among the inhabitants of the same area. To coordinate all: FEJUVE, juntas vecinales federation, made up of representatives of each junta. Social movements in El Alto were made famous in 2003 playing a leading role in the ouster of Sanchez de Lozada from power.

At the time I publish this paper, we are already Saturday morning ... it's been two days since I'm Sugar and I have so much to add to this paper. But it will be for the next post, less messy than this one I promise! In my rereading, I realize that instead of my daily life, I really feel that this blog is about Bolivia, its people, its challenges, its wonders and its problems ... please let me say what you think! I hope

you're all well! Cuidense mucho y hasta pronto.

Puppet

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Breaking Jelly Bracelets Color Chart

test online

Monday, March 9, 2009

What Is The Lewis Structure For Clf 2-

Finally time to leave!

Hola a todos

That was several months ago that I was thinking, dreaming, talking going on volunteering abroad. In early November, I decided to run: I went to ADIC, an association that offers exchange programs. I had come to the right place! After several weeks of efforts and preparatory meetings, all volunteers are ready for my project. We leave Sunday, March 15, ie Sunday! Expected departure at 10 am to Roissy. Destination Sucre, Bolivia, for a period of 9 months, the European Voluntary Service (EVS).



Those who know me know the importance that the country acquired in my life. First, for the few days I spent in 2003 during my trip to Argentina with her, and then especially the statement that I made on the stability in Bolivia during my studies. If so, remember in 2006 when I stopped living for several months to spend days and nights to the understanding of this mysterious country.


Here, context switch, it is no question of studying, but to act! Concrete, finally, and associated with a topic that affects me: food. In fact, my project is called "setting up workshops, nutrition", but as I have not studied nutrition, dietetics or even, I can not find this title very appropriate. Rather hold for the moment, I am up cooking workshops and games about food! To help me in my project, there will be Colin, a young enthusiast Lille diet that will work for several months on the same theme as me. With our different backgrounds, we hope to develop additional workshops : Some are quite technical, learning the nutritional quality of foods and ways of cooking, and other, more practical, exchange of favors and culinary games on the theme of food with young people. In short, I have some ideas for workshops, but I say no more for now because it all takes shape on site.


For now, time for preparations and goodbyes ... my farewell party on Friday will be an opportunity to review those of you who live in Lille, and emmagaziner your warmth to overcome moments of blues there, inevitable when one part time.


And then once there, when you will need too urgent: this blog will allow me to tell what I saw, and, through the mail and your comments, you have some news from me put in their mouths until December (returning home Dec. 11, the day after my birthday)!


I'll stop there, excited at the idea of publishing this post, the first of many I hope!
I finish all my notes by my favorite phrase in English: cuidense mucho! (Take care of you) Un beso




Puppet