Monday, June 2, 2008

Kutchi Camp

Call 'em what you want...Gypsies, Nomads or "Koochi's" or Kutchi (sp?). They are basically homeless people who live a wandering lifestyle. No job, no home, nothing.

What's the connection with us?
We're going to supply a female doctor to the Kutchi women who are pregnant or who have never seen a physician.

What's the importance?
This country has the worlds highest infant mortality rate in the world. Doris went to the Ministry of Health to inquire about several things regarding setting up a non profit clinic/pharmacy/hospital. We learned some interesting facts. The individual at the Ministry of Health told us they were able to decrease the mortality rate numbers by about 30%, yet they still have the highest mortality rate in the world. I think that's an accomplishment? Right?
Other things.
Went to a nice quaint international friendly coffee shop with no signage or recognizable markings complete with armed guards and a winding path to the back of the building (for security purposes I would imagine). We sat in a bamboo cabana looking area with a raised floor, huge pillows for seats. Very cool. I drank a Dr. Pepper, Doris had a cappuccino and Hamid had sweet tea. We told Hamid to put sugar in his glass if he wanted the "Georgia" way to drink tea.
Then we took a trip down some dark alleys and had "pizza" after getting lost and asking a bunch more people with rifles and guns where to go. Thank you Hamid for being able to speak 4 or 5 languages.

Almost got into a car accident on the way back to the safe house...but still no dent's at all in Hamid's car. WOOOOO! We're safe.

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