At Home In Madeville
I am high in the mountains relatively speaking in the densely populated town of Mandeville, Jamaica. OK, I am in the nice Hotel Mandeville granting me hot meals at both breakfast and dinner. I am here to help the poor and of course to walk.
The town is hilly. The traffic is absurd. Cars and busses are everywhere making this little city difficult to walk. People gesture and smile. I am not only race walking looking funny but I am also the only white person in this part of town. The friendliness makes me feel good and I welcome the pleasant stares. After my walk I visit a school and orphanage. Now I feel bad for all of the children around here and the poverty or lack of support they need to succeed. Fortunately, in some small way, I can help.