Wednesday, October 23, 2013

Robbed...don't expect pictures anytime soon....

A blog post by Adam. Robbery is a problem in the DR. Just about everyone we've talked to has been robbed or knows someone who has been robbed. Sometimes during day time, sometimes at night. It is an unfortunate part of living in a country with poverty and high unemployment.  We therefore figured it was just a matter of time before we were targeted. We try to be careful about where we go and what we carry. But at the end of the day it's kind of hard to deny the obvious - we don't really look like we're from around here.

Well, as expected, it happened. Except that it wasn't exactly as expected. We were not held up on the street. And nobody broke into our house. Instead, someone opened Melissa's bag somewhere during her flights between L.A. and Punta Cana. They went through her jewelry (none of which they took) and pocketed her camera. It seems that it most likely happened either in L.A. after she checked in or in Atlanta while changing planes. In other words, we were probably robbed in the U.S.

For us (and this rambling blog) it means we will have a lot fewer pictures over the coming weeks. It also forces us to look at how we usually view the US (safe) as compared to how we see the DR (dangerous). The strange thing is that people here in the DR have gone above and beyond to help us out when we've left valuables behind. Once Melissa's phone slipped out of her pocket in a decrepit shared taxi. Despite the fact that every Dominican we spoke to said it was likely the driver who stole it, the driver in fact kept the misplaced phone under lock and key until we were able to retrieve it and prove that it was indeed our phone. Another time I left my keys hanging from the cabinet lock where I store my computer at the Clinic for a full night. When I returned to retrieve the keys the following morning the computer and keys were still there. It's true that theft is more common here than in the US, but as we have seen time and again during our travels, things are rarely as black and white as we imagine them to be.

Sunday, October 20, 2013

Fresh Fruits (and Juices)

A blog post by Adam. As far as I'm concerned they greatest thing about the Dominican Republic is not the world class beaches, or the welcoming and friendly culture, or the baseball. It is, hands down, the fruit. We've had lots of it, and we've tried more new fruits in the past 15 weeks than we had likely sampled in the previous 15 years.

To really know the fruit you need to taste it. But since Google's blogger website does not yet offer a taste function, we'll do a mini fruit (and juice) tour via pictures.  We'll focus on the most exotic, which means no pineapple or banana (always available) or mango (very popular and varied - the DR hosted the international mango conference in May).

Before I get to the pictures though, let me say that without our trusty Hamilton Beach blender (purchased at a California Bed Bath and Beyond for a fraction of the price of a similar blender in the DR) we would have never arrived at fruit paradise. Ultimately, it is the blending of tropical fruit, a fast moving blade, a little sugar, and sometimes some milk and ice that make fruit heaven possible.

Let's start with our favorite....Zapote or Sapote in English. On first sight it looks like a potato. Inside it's sort of like an orange avocado.....


It becomes the most amazing shake. Sort of tastes like a creamcicle milkshake....look at the happy customer.....


Carambola, or star fruit, is so uncommon here that our neighbor didn't even know what it was. We've never seen it in the store, but our Santo Domingo host family gave us a nice supply when we last visited them. Interestingly, several fruits, like starfruit and small guavas, are not regularly sold in stores, but are shared among people who have fruit trees at their homes. We think our host family likely got the star fruit from family who live in the countryside (there isn't a lot of room for trees in their second floor condo). Here we are preparing it for juice...


And here I am drinking it. As with most things, with a good amount of sugar it's pretty tasty.


While limoncillo also isn't in stores, over the summer it was everywhere on the street. It's sort of sweet and sour with translucent flesh and a large pit at the center. I find it mildly tasty and is best served with a generous supply of dental floss.  



Nispero. Or Dominican Loquat. Or Sapodilla. Tried it once. It was decent. Zapote is better.



Outside it usually looks pretty rotten.


Inside it looks like alien brains, either of the yellow or orange variety.


This is chinola (in the DR), or maracuya (in other Spanish speaking countries),or passion fruit (in English) and its juice is tasty. You throw the brains into the blender, blend briefly, strain it, return the unstrained residue to the blender for a second blending, strain again, add water and sugar, and you're good to go.
 
And finally, Dominican cherries, or cerezas. I think it's pretty good. Melissa thinks it's OK. Mina refuses to drink it because she overdosed on it when she was sick with dengue. That was three years ago. I guess the stuff provides a powerful and long-lasting punch.

Cleaning the cherries...

 

And drinking them...


There are of course other fruits we rarely (maybe never) see in un-tropical Washington, such as the aforementioned guava (stupendous in all forms), sour orange (amazing juice, a slightly sweeter limeade), guanabana (the subject of a previous post), and noni (used exclusively for medicinal purposes...we've never tried it). And this, my friends is just the beginning. During lunch the other day, a coworker spent a half hour describing various Dominican fruits that were foreign to most of the other Dominican clinic employees. I guess you'll just have to come here to experience it yourself.

Sunday, October 13, 2013

Six Months

A blog post by Adam. We left the United States six months ago today. We've been planning to be away for about a year, so I guess this is the half way point. It has gone by so quickly I can't believe it.

Strangely, I mark this milestone alone because Melissa is away at a friend's wedding for a week. And it is in her absence that I recognize the significance of these first six months. Our time abroad has been incredible. We've met amazing people, and visited beautiful places. We've experienced different cultures and tried new foods. We've created memories we will never forget. And while this blog itself has focused on what we've witnessed abroad, our trip has been much more about Melissa and Adam than anything else.

We have spent a lot of time together and we've been far more dependent on each other over these six months than at any other time in our young relationship. At times it's been hard and we've annoyed one another, but much more often it has been fun and rewarding. Overall, it has been the perfect way to start our marriage. I feel so lucky to be taking this trip and to be learning from each other and together on a daily basis. Before the trip began I knew I couldn't have done this trip alone. Now I know I wouldn't want to do it with anyone except for Melissa. Yes, it has been a terrific first six months. And I'm sure the next six months, and beyond, will only get better.