The quest for Los Hobos...



Two hours scrambling up mud-slopped roads through a blur of raindrops.

A Dominican version of a blizzard.



And as always, when the trucks can´t make it, there are always the donkeys and foot soldiers (us) to lug all the clinic´s medical supplies up the mountain...

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-a memory of just one of many a journey in the course of a Medical Mission executed by the Partners´for Rural Health in the Dominican Republic. This January, I jumped on board the traveling clinic for a week, translating for the nursing students and healthcare providers as they treated people in communities lacking easy access to quality medical services.


At Last! we arrive at the temple in the clouds...

We set up a day clinic in the church, working quickly from eleven to three, which leaves us just enough time to pack up and trek the two hours back to the base of the mountain, escaping the village before dark.

Dowley goes Dominican



and Campo Christmas starts in the Doña's kitchen









My Doña's son, Papolito, awaits his baptism on Christmas morning







Papolito and his pet fighting cock



Morning milk run

Roberto drying cacao beans



Agrimensura (pipeline survey for the water system)