My experiences in third-world countries have transformed and influenced the woman I am today. The first time I ventured out of the United States of America to explore was to Bermuda. Of course, growing up in Michigan, Canada was just a stones throw away, and London happened at sixteen. The summer before my senior year I went to Romania, which I’ll write about at some point. But most recently, and most significantly, was my adventure to El Salvador.

I worked in the Provost’s Office of my university, and my boss, Dr. Guevara, was involved in human rights delegations, particularly focused in Central and South America. I found myself in this situation where, I could actually get the credits paid for, and travel to El Salvador to finish my Master’s of Public Administration. El Salvador had the second-highest homicide rate in the world when i ventured there in 2013, and I was curious why. I had learned throughout my progressive organizing experience with School of Americas Watch that the United States of America’s Department of Defense had placed billions of dollars from the military-industrial-complex to support military presence in Central and South America. Why is this? Well, of course the cold war is not over, but also, communism, and also, cocaine, and also, coffee, and also, machismo culture, and also, well what else?

Here’s what i discovered. This is the journal i filled in the time i was there. in such a short time, i nearly wrote an entire book. I will abridge personal stories to a degree, and perhaps exaggerate, or modify how I share the story, as over 2 years have passed in my lifetime. My reflection of course will transpose the story to a degree, but I think it is accurate, honest, and helpful for the future of the Americas.

April 27, 2013

April 28, 2013

April 29, 2013

April 30, 2013

May 1, 2013

Mayo 2, 2013. Jueves.

Mayo 3, 2013. Viernes

May 4, 2013

May 5, 2013

May 6, 2013

May 7, 2013