The
group rose bright and early at 6:00AM Xela-time for breakfast at the El Centro
Hotel. Breakfast was a sweet-tasting
Guatemalan porridge, huevos (eggs), plantanos (plantains), and beans.
Today
we visited one of Guatemala’s hospitals, Hospital Regional de Huehuetenango
Jorge Vides Molina. We saw a lab where
testing was performed on blood, urine, and stool samples. Much of the equipment used in this lab did
not belong to the hospital; they rented it from another party, who thankfully
also serviced the machines when they broke down. Professor Northrup and Professor Rust
performed troubleshooting on other equipment that was broken, mainly the
refrigerators that kept the samples cool.
We also visited the blood bank, the sterilization room, and the boiler
room.
On the
two- to three-hour bus ride to and from the hospital, we noticed that, in one
part, the ground beneath the road was so eroded the asphalt had crumbled and
fallen away around the edges. We saw
many shops that sold a variety of colorful goods, both traditional and modern.
The huts and farmhouses of the countryside contrasted with the brightly painted
facades of the city.
From
the hospital we went to eat at a steak house. There we had a selection of meals
to choose from, meals that included rabbit, to their staple of steak. We
discussed the availability of books in Guatemala over tamales. Their library
system is not as extensive as the American system, according to one of our
guides. While the secondary education in Guatemala is much cheaper in
comparison to American colleges, it is still more than the average a citizen of
Guatemala will make in a year.
Back
in Xela that evening, we took an evening walk around the areas of the city
closest to our hotel. We visited a
couple small stores in the marketplace, there was traditional clothing and
trinkets among other stock for sale. The architecture was run down and unkempt
in parts, but also incredibly ornate and detailed. We walked past a church with stunning arches
and bright stained glass windows.
Through the vaulted doors we could hear singing, praying, and other
sounds of worship from an ongoing service.
Afterward we ventured into an official building, much like a statehouse
but with a large courtyard. It was dark
by that time, so we decided to return later when we could take some pictures.
-Zeke and Kendall


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