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Abhijit Das
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Background
It was to be our third day on the road, and the first two days hadn‘t gone well to say the least. It was 6 am in the morning and we were all gathered in the courtyard of Hotel Don Gabriel in the city of Uspantan in the Guatemalan highland province of Quiche. It was cold and there was no morning cup of coffee or tea to warm us up when we set off with the headlights of our two Toyota Hiace vans piercing the mist. After a short ride of twenty minutes or so we suddenly left the tarmac road behind and started descending on a wet slushy mud track. I had remarked just the last evening to my friend and host Walter Flores how I found the hill roads of Guatemala to be in excellent condition in contrast to the hill roads in the Kumaon Himalayas in India where I am a regular visitor. I immediately remarked to Walter that I would like to take back the compliment I had paid earlier. Walter smiled and said welcome to the ‗cloud forests‘ of Guatemala. These moist, inaccessible, forested areas were home to the indigenous Mayan people where Government services were skeletal and inadequate to say the least. We bumped along the wet, winding and mostly potholed road for the next couple of hours before we came to the broad valley and market town of La Parroquia where we were supposed to meet with the members of the Citizen‘s Council of Zona Reina and learn how they were negotiating with the Municipal Government and the Ministry of Health to get better health services for themselves. |
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