Sunday, October 26, 2008

Off to Ecuador in Four Days


Just a short update entry.

After three months in Antigua, we are ready to move on...

We leave for Quito, Ecuador on Thursday, Oct. 30, arriving on Halloween Day. The little I/we know about Ecuador is quite promising. Ecuador has nearly everything you can ask for in a country about the size of Colorado, including a modern-day city, Quito, the Andes, the jungle, and the Galapagos Islands.

Wilson and I will study more spanish in Quito and travel around the country, including the Galapagos Islands. We'll update more upon on arrival.

Thursday, October 16, 2008

Thugs and Buses

Well it's been nearly three months since we arrived here in Antigua and while our Spanish still stinks, at least we can muscle our way through the daily papers here. One item I've been following with equal parts horror and fascination is the saga of blood and violence that plays out routinely on the public bus system in Guatemala City.

Not surprisingly, after enduring a 36-year old civil war, the country suffers from a rash of problems that affect developing nations: extreme poverty, corruption, and crime. But while a certain amount of street crime can be expected anywhere, the delinquency here is at its worst in history. The police force is undermanned, underpaid, and according to most people you talk to, thoroughly corrupt. When locals encounter cops here on the street, they cross to the other side. Frequently, police are paid by gangs so that they can continue robbing folks in the street. It is very rare that criminals are brought to justice. Guatemala has a per capita murder rate roughly eight times that of the US, a figure that in and of itself is difficult to conceptualize in a concrete manner. But of the roughly 6,000 murders reported each year, roughly 2% result in jail time, showing that criminals are rarely brought to justice.

The best example of how crime infects the daily existence of Guatemaltecans is the public bus system in Guatemala City. According to the Association of Urban Transport Companies here, an average of 8,000 people get robbed everyday in the city transit system. With a daily ridership of 1,000,000, this suggests that if you ride the bus to work everyday, say 240 times a year, statistically speaking, you can expect to be robbed approximately 1.9 times annually. When discussing this figure with locals, they actually feel like it may be low.

Typically three to four kids will board and demand that the vehicle drive around until all money, cell phones and anything of value from all passengers is handed over. This occurs between 200 and 300 times daily in the capital, or at least one incident for every 15 buses in the city (If you count only the buses operating on a daily basis, the figure is even higher). Of course some bus routes are better than others, but in general people just don't wear jewelry, use cheap cell phones and obviously carry as little cash as possible. What cash they do carry is often hidden in different places all over their body.

And the next time you complain about your daily commute, think of the poor passengers who got robbed twice on the same bus. I'm not sure how often this happens, but I saw an article about an incident two years back when everyone was robbed at gunpoint and then were robbed again seven blocks later by a another group of thugs. Of course they didn't have anything left to give away so the kids just insulted the passengers for an hour or so and threatened to rape a couple people but finally ended up leaving empty-handed.

Armed robberies occur with such frequency that they rarely make the news unless a gunfight breaks out, or if someone is stabbed or raped, which thankfully doesn't happen as often, but still does occur with alarming frequency.

But even worse than being a passenger, driving a bus in the city has turned into one of the most dangerous occupations in the country. This year, the nation has had 255 drivers and fare collectors murdered while working (buses here are a two-man team, with a driver and 'ayudante' or fare collector). 40 drivers have been gunned down in the city, meaning that statistically speaking, 1 out of every 73 buses in the capital have had a driver murdered on the job in first nine and a half months of the year. Like the vast majority of businesses in Guatemala City, buses are forced to pay gang taxes in order to operate. This tax varies depending on the route but ranges generally between 50 and 100 quetzales per diem, or between roughly $7 and $14. If a drivers fails to pay, he risks a bullet to the head. This is also true for the fare collectors, who are routinely shot as well. Certain companies have threatened to stop service until a police officer is assigned full time to each bus. (Note that the buses here, while publicly accessible, are run by private companies). Other companies have had their buses strafed by moto-riding gunmen when failing to pay their taxes and other forms of extortion.

With the authorities powerless against the wave of crime here, folks have been taking things into their own hands. One incident that illustrates with vivid clarity the dramatic manner in which justice can play out occurred a couple of weeks ago in the town of San Pedro Yepocapa, which is about two hours from where we're staying. One evening, a bus was robbed by four gunmen, which isn't that unusual, but four women were also taken from the bus and raped in a coffee plantation. Two of the victims were minors.

Not surprisingly, the neighborhood was in an uproar and gathered to seek revenge on the perpetrators. But when they sought help from the police, they found that the personnel on duty were all drunk. In frustration, they burned down the police station. Afterwards, they found one of the robber/rapists and beat him until he revealed the identities of his accomplices. While being clubbed, he also admitted that the guns were borrowed from the police (many of whom are widely reputed to moonlight as criminals or rent out their weapons). Then the kid was given a final beating and killed in front of an audience of hundreds in the town square.

Public lynching is not super common in Guatemala, but there is a little more than one occurrence every other week or so. In the latest incident, two teenagers were clubbed and burned to death, while yesterday, two kids who had just shot a tuk-tuk driver were beaten and doused with gasoline before the authorities rescued them from certain doom.

While Agnes and I have ventured into the city only a handful of times (Guatemala City is about 45 mins. from Antigua) – once to the city's fantastic zoo, we generally take taxis once we're there. Not surprisingly, the locals we know generally take buses in the city as a last resort as well. The absence of security manifests itself in a zillion other ways even in tourist friendly Antigua, but it basically just comes down to people taking measures to protect themselves (armed guards in front of retail establishments, security bars everywhere (even sometimes between you and the server in an ice cream shop)). But until really getting into it, I sort of thought that all the advice we got about avoiding the city bus system were exaggerated warnings of the type all tourists get at one time or another, but after doing a little digging, I think this counsel is well worth heeding.

While I will concede an almost morbid fascination with the violence on the bus system, what would really be something to witness is the manner in which the epidemic of crime is finally contained, if ever. The nation faces so many other grim realities that are intertwined with delinquency that it's hard to see things truly improving for some time.

The chief of Police was recently replaced (by the first woman to ever hold the position) and she fired hundreds of officers and department heads for corruption. And if she can be successful in eradicating the culture of corruption and laziness in the national police force, it will be a great first step. And the current president is promising to nearly triple the size of the police department. But since the end of the civil war in 1996, Guatemala has never had confidence in the honesty of its national police.

There are frequent calls to employ the army to reinforce the nation's efforts against crime but they are undermanned and ill-equipped to handle such a task in a comprehensive manner either, since the size of the army was radically reduced as part of the peace accords to end the war. The army was responsible for a tremendous number of human rights abuses and atrocities during the conflict. And while an improved economy and increased opportunity for the poor would do wonders for the security situation, this is virtually impossible to achieve when people are so fearful for their physical safety. So while I tell my teachers here that I'd love to come back someday and safely ride a city bus, I'm not sure when that will be.

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Another Week in Antigua


We just ended our eleventh week in Antigua with another 3 or so weeks to go. Our original plan was to stay here for 3-4 weeks but that has quickly turned into 2-3 months. In any case, we feel this is a good opportunity for us to really improve our Spanish before moving on to the other countries. I, Agnes, have to admit I'm getting a bit bored of this little town. However, I know this is one of those few opportunities we'll ever get in our lifetimes to receive one-on-one Spanish instruction for a mere $4.50 an hour. Try to beat that in the US.

And for these $4.50/hr lessons, I have learned many helpful words/phrases, some of which I'll share below:

1. Ciruela pasa: Prunes
* Yo tengo problemas... Donde estas la ciruela pasas?
I have problems...where are the prunes.
This goes without saying I encounter digestion problems when I travel, and just recently found this word to be helpful, and also I just like the word.

2. Gallo: A local beer (cereveza, not chicken)
* Nosotros queremos una litre de Gallo.
We want a liter of Gallo.

3. Bombas: Firecrackers
* Que es aquel ruido?
What is that noise?
The typical response is: “It's firecrackers.” Firecrackers are set-off throughout the day from 6 a.m. in the morning, which is not amusing for neither Wilson nor I, to the late evenings in celebration of birthdays, random Saint holidays, Independence Day, etc.

4. Bano: Bathroom (I think this one is obvious)

5. Cafe con leche aparte: Coffee with the milk separate
Much of the cafe con leche here is milk with a little coffee. Therefore it has been helpful for us to learn how to order black coffee with the milk on the side.

6. Miedo vs Mierdo: Scared vs Shit
When I first got here, I use to say "Yo tengo mierdo," trying to say "I was scared" (of getting words wrong, for instance). However, I quickly learned I was saying "I have shit." I can just now say it without the R: MIEDO.

More Random Updates
The weather here has been very wet. As a matter of fact, tonight (Wednesday, 9/30), we had some major thunder showers throughout the day, flooding some of the central streets. I saw a bus and several Tuk Tuks (little cars like bicycles, only with a covers and three wheels rather than two) get stuck in the flood.

Wilson and I also ate at a phenomenal Italian restaurant for the first time in Guatemala. The food is not bad here for what it is (beans, vegetables and rice) but it definitely is not something we'd crave back in the States. I think Wilson mentioned in an earlier entry that our house mom is a wonderful cook, and I'll have to second that motion. But many of the restaurants we've been to have been very disappointing. Fortunately, tonight we were pleasantly surprised by this little Italian restaurant “EL PUNTO.” The restaurant is advertised in a local magazine “Que Pasa” as the only Italian restaurant in Antigua with homemade pasta. Skeptical of self-promoting ads and based on our previous experiences, we did not have high-expectations for the food. But to our surprise, the pasta was al dente, delicious and definitely homemade. As a matter of fact, this was some of the best pasta I've ever tasted (on par with the ones in SF). Although the wine was a bit flat and tasteless, I have to say the pasta made up for the wine!

Before dinner, we went to a lecture on Gang Violence in Guatemala at a local cafe, owned by an ex-pat (I think), Rainbow Cafe. The lecture was held by Juan Carlos, a director of a local non-profit organization that helps troubled youths and ex-members of gangs fit into society. He briefly explained how some of the major gangs in Guatemala were started in the early 80s, during the Civil War, with the original members in Los Angeles. His organization has helped over 600 troubled youths and ex-gang members find normal lives in local communities. He also explained how parts of Guatemala, especially in the Capital, are controlled by major gang and their activities. Juan also explained that in this country (or just in the capital of Guatemala, I forgot) there are nearly 15 deaths a day, the same number as the people getting killed in Iraq and other war-driven countries. Wilson (and possibly I since I like to follow) was interested in volunteering at this non-profit organization but unfortunately the offices are only located in the Capital (Guatemala City) in a pretty dangerous Zona (district) and a little town about two hours from Antigua. Since neither of these two options appealed to us, we may just donate to this cause.