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Pan-american Transmissions : The Road to Tierra Del Fuego

Tortilla Flats
Comunidad del Volcan, Nicaragua
© Diego Cupolo 2011

Tortilla Flats

Comunidad del Volcan, Nicaragua

© Diego Cupolo 2011

Helados Eskimo
Comunidad del Volcan, Nicaragua
© Diego Cupolo 2011

Helados Eskimo

Comunidad del Volcan, Nicaragua

© Diego Cupolo 2011

Last Bite
Comunidad del Volcan, Nicaragua
© Diego Cupolo 2011

Last Bite

Comunidad del Volcan, Nicaragua

© Diego Cupolo 2011

Tuesday After Lunch
Comunidad del Volcan, Nicaragua
© Diego Cupolo 2011

Tuesday After Lunch

Comunidad del Volcan, Nicaragua

© Diego Cupolo 2011

Drying Blue Jeans
Nothing ever dried in Comunidad del Volcan.
It was always wet and cold.
One day I tried drying my jeans on the clay oven.
It worked great.
Until the crotch burned …
 
Comunidad del Volcan, Nicaragua
© Diego Cupolo 2011

Drying Blue Jeans

Nothing ever dried in Comunidad del Volcan.

It was always wet and cold.

One day I tried drying my jeans on the clay oven.

It worked great.

Until the crotch burned …

Comunidad del Volcan, Nicaragua

© Diego Cupolo 2011

Grocery List
25 pounds of flour
5 pounds of sugar
5 pounds of corn flour
3 pounds of cheese
2 dozen eggs
5 sticks of margarine
A big bottle of soy oil, max pan, onions, tomatoes, rice, beans and “anything else you want to get.”
A total of more than 60 pounds of stuff to carry up the mountain (more than an hour’s walk from the road.)
Our stay in Comunidad del Volcan was good, but it was getting complicated.
We arrived as volunteers, ready to give our thoughts and labor, but the families seemed to only care about our money. They wanted food mainly, which is understandable and we were happy to help. The problem was we weren’t loaded with cash and the food we bought always ended up fried in one way or another.
We were drowning in oil.
The meals were completely indigestible to the untrained stomach.
Life on top of the mountain became one uncomfortable day after another. The views were beautiful, the people were kind, but we were always trying to avoid the topic of money. They thought we were rich. Sure, in their eyes we were, but not at all in the places we came from.
It was the best way to test our ideals.
Sure, we could have good intentions, but how far were we really willing to go to help the poor? What could we really contribute?
Money didn’t seem like the right answer.
The experience forced us to consider a million issues at once.
Was buying food really helping? What would happen after we left? Would they just rely on someone else?
How can these people become self-sufficient?
Every night Ania and I asked ourselves these questions. It was endless. Our brains hurt more than our stomachs.
Comunidad del Volcan, Nicaragua
© Diego Cupolo 2011

Grocery List

25 pounds of flour

5 pounds of sugar

5 pounds of corn flour

3 pounds of cheese

2 dozen eggs

5 sticks of margarine

A big bottle of soy oil, max pan, onions, tomatoes, rice, beans and “anything else you want to get.”

A total of more than 60 pounds of stuff to carry up the mountain (more than an hour’s walk from the road.)

Our stay in Comunidad del Volcan was good, but it was getting complicated.

We arrived as volunteers, ready to give our thoughts and labor, but the families seemed to only care about our money. They wanted food mainly, which is understandable and we were happy to help. The problem was we weren’t loaded with cash and the food we bought always ended up fried in one way or another.

We were drowning in oil.

The meals were completely indigestible to the untrained stomach.

Life on top of the mountain became one uncomfortable day after another. The views were beautiful, the people were kind, but we were always trying to avoid the topic of money. They thought we were rich. Sure, in their eyes we were, but not at all in the places we came from.

It was the best way to test our ideals.

Sure, we could have good intentions, but how far were we really willing to go to help the poor? What could we really contribute?

Money didn’t seem like the right answer.

The experience forced us to consider a million issues at once.

Was buying food really helping? What would happen after we left? Would they just rely on someone else?

How can these people become self-sufficient?

Every night Ania and I asked ourselves these questions. It was endless. Our brains hurt more than our stomachs.

Comunidad del Volcan, Nicaragua

© Diego Cupolo 2011

Mountain Man Angel
Some people climb up and down mountains for fun.
I climb up and down mountains for groceries.
Comunidad del Volcan, Nicaragua
© Diego Cupolo 2011

Mountain Man Angel

Some people climb up and down mountains for fun.

I climb up and down mountains for groceries.

Comunidad del Volcan, Nicaragua

© Diego Cupolo 2011

Campesino Danny
Comunidad del Volcan, Nicaragua
© Diego Cupolo 2011

Campesino Danny

Comunidad del Volcan, Nicaragua

© Diego Cupolo 2011

Banana Hitler
Comunidad del Volcan, Nicaragua
© Diego Cupolo 2011

Banana Hitler

Comunidad del Volcan, Nicaragua

© Diego Cupolo 2011

Guayaba Margarita
Comunidad del Volcan, Nicaragua
© Diego Cupolo 2011

Guayaba Margarita

Comunidad del Volcan, Nicaragua

© Diego Cupolo 2011

Saturday Afternoon

Comunidad del Volcan, Nicaragua

© Diego Cupolo 2011

Comunidad del Volcan
Comunidad del Volcan, Nicaragua
© Diego Cupolo 2011

Comunidad del Volcan

Comunidad del Volcan, Nicaragua

© Diego Cupolo 2011

Nights in the Shack
Comunidad del Volcan, Nicaragua
© Diego Cupolo 2011

Nights in the Shack

Comunidad del Volcan, Nicaragua

© Diego Cupolo 2011

Nights in the Kitchen
Comunidad del Volcan, Nicaragua
© Diego Cupolo 2011

Nights in the Kitchen

Comunidad del Volcan, Nicaragua

© Diego Cupolo 2011