After 2 days in Panama City and a long bus ride half way across the country, we finally made it to San Felix where we will be staying for the next two and a half weeks. The Compound is called IHS (not sure what it stands for), but the locals know it as “El Padre’s”. Compound is dormitory style with guys in one room and girls in the other. The back portion of the compound’s property housed goats, chickens and pigs as well as a labyrinth of slippery, algae covered concrete walkways winding between tropical plants.
Every night at 6:00pm a bell rang to signal dinner was ready. And, every night at 6:00pm we would walk up to the cafeteria to find a plate of chicken and white rice waiting for us. By the end of the trip, we were all really tired of rice and chicken. On our bus ride back to Panama City, two and a half weeks later, we stopped at McDonald’s. McDonald’s has never tasted so good before.
From the compound we divided into three groups and went to three different tribal communities for clinical. While in our clinical setting. We worked in the clinics, the school and also conducted a door-to-door survey about domestic violence and substance abuse. Our transportation to these communities varied daily from a taxi truck, ambulance, chicken truck or our tour bus. Of the three communities, one was only about 15 minutes away while the other two were about an hour to an hour and fifteen minutes away.
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