Monday, January 26, 2009

The Motorcycle Diaries- 4

Chuquicamata. Remember the name. According to Che, it is one of the worst places to ever visit. The air is polluted, the mines enormous and consuming the land. Although Che kind of recommends Chuquicamata as a "glacial," and somewhat of a healer or reality check, I do not know how to handle seeing how that half lives... or that quarter. This place seems almost like a corner of the universe, since it is obviously very small, indigeounes, and lacks help from the government. Sure, it is imporant to see how the other half lives. But what can you do about it? Che and Alberto give the mining couple they visit with one night one of their blankets. What else could they do? Take them with them on the rest of their journey across an endless continent? It's not that I couldn't take seeing how the other half lives. It's just I do not know if I could leave feeling content with say the blanket I gave them, or the company I could provide for a night. This is more than talking about changing the world; this is saving it. Are Che and Alberto out to save the world? They did not leave home thinking so. They thought hey, lets save ourselves from growing old in med school. I am not calling them selfish, just very vulnerable to change of heart.

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