St Mary of the Angels School, where volunteers stayed
view from our window
view of room 12, from my bed, where we stayed, with about 10 or so other people.
our beds
Juan
room 12 windows
there was a lot of stuff in the hall outside our room, and not much light at night, and one night I fell over a suitcase.
light fixture
one of the bathrooms (the old girl's room, but now unisex)
blurry night shots of the dining room, an old gym
everybody washed their own dishes in washtubs in the dining room
the couchateria at night-- a big room full of couches, church pews, and a few computers in one corner, used for meetings, open mic, general hanging out.
someone's things
Juan playing computer games
the medcave
views of one of the stairways...
Lee (or Leigh?) at the window,
and she took this picture
work crews leaving in the morning to gut houses, work in community gardens
views of the community garden where 30 or so of us prepared flower beds
vegetables growing in back
playing go go music
Perez,
we had to mix sand in with the clayey soil, so the stronger people wheeled loads of sand in and raked it, while people like me sat on the ground and did hand weeding
Juan raking
anole in the greenhouse
Juan and some others put on paint made of the clay, only you can't see it very well in these pictures
there's a clay handprint and stripes on his back
a bee on wonderful smelling blossoms, I think grapefruit?
when I left, I saw these misplaced quotation marks at the airport -
are "you" really "welcome"?