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Barranquilla Skyline

Colombia, Day 25

All good things must come to an end. Change is constant. It’s inevitable. My adventure in Colombia has come to an end, and it was good. I’ve learned a lot about how public health is done here, and I’ve learned a lot about myself. The homesickness and feeling of dread was worth it.

Colombia, Day 23

There are places in the world that, given the right circumstances, come to be known as “paradise.” A place with palm trees full of coconuts and mango trees everywhere, right next to a big river and an hour from the beach should be such a place… Except that it isn’t.

Colombia, Day 20

Remember that feeling you got when you were thrown into a seemingly impossible situation, far from all your friends and family, far from all your comforts? I had that feeling for a few days at the beginning of this adventure. Even now, 20 days in, I get the feeling from time to time. But I’ve adapted. I’ve come to understand that different people in different cultures may or may not do things differently. We’re all people. Here are some thoughts of the last three weeks and how my brain has come to let me understand how things work here, and come to terms with them.

Colombia, Day 15

Colombia, Day 15: In which I join a group of public health workers in the heat, going house-to-house looking for cases of Chikungunya and other diseases. Also, vaccines… And a puppy.


Colombia, Day 11

I started telling you about the upcoming lecture, and how I probably ruined a kid’s dreams of being a physician in the United States. But then I somehow went on to tell you about what I’ll do to retire… Oh, and about microscopes and telescopes.

Colombia, Addendum #1: The small comforts in life

I remember watching a news broadcast about a photographer for one of those big, international magazines who was at a refugee camp in Darfur. He said he always brought a bottle of Tabasco sauce with him because it made everything taste better. He also said that he made it a habit to eat whatever the refugees were eating, not wanting…

Colombia, Day 7

I tagged along with a group of physicians, epidemiologists, nurses and techs to a little town about four hours south of Barranquilla. The drive was long. The weather was very hot. (How much is 42 Centigrade in Fahrenheit, anyway?) But what I got to see and learn will stay with me a lifetime.