A “normal” life.

Some of the migrants that we get to meet have been here in Matamoros for over 6 months. The dirty, shrewd, and illegal scheme the U.S. President came up with known as MPP or “Remain in Mexico” initiative is a plan to frustrate the heck out of these desperate people until they give up and go back home to their dangerous and difficult lives.

Others just arrived today, like a young woman from Honduras. Her chief complaint at our little clinic,”pain to feet and knees, walked all night in desert, 10 hours”.

I don’t know how to start this.
Things are messed up.
It would take me days to try but fail to explain how complicated and horrendous things are here in Matamoros.
So I won’t.
Only a couple of short mental postcards.
We are a team of two. We get things, get past customs, put up things, try and help, and then take down a small clinic, then attempt to get past customs again, everyday.

They say a picture tells a thousand words.

Sometimes, a picture DOES NOT tell a thousand words.

Here in central Laos, just like in Uganda, it’s incredibly beautiful. It’s almost impossible to take a bad picture. The green hills, the exotic flowers, the golden temples, the colourful boats, the monks wearing saffron robes, the 300 foot limestone cliffs, and the florescent green rice fields, Laos is truly a gorgeous country. But just like in Africa, this natural beauty can be deceiving and mask a troubling fact, such as malnutrition