A Day in the Life

(the standard cooking set up in the Zapatista zone, where beans and tortilla is always what's cookin', with the occasional taste of the below)



(a rare treat of an addition to dinner)


If you've been reading this blog the past little while, you are more than aware that I spent some time in Chiapas with my beloved henchman, Grantimus Maximus.

I almost forgot to put a post up about this story we did. If you knew how much work and planning and waiting and cajoling and (literally) begging for permission and editing and traveling and sleeping on doors and eating nothing but beans, and how much money we got at the end of all that, you would understand the extent of this sacrilidge.

Thus, I present to you 'A Day in the Life of a Zapatista Community' for the World Vision Report. Grants on the mic for the radio part, and a short photo gallery by moi of very normal life amongst a community known mainly for its balaclavas, guns and mysterious leader.

Sometimes good things require lots o work. I think this one is good. Also one of my favourite stories to actually do. Super fun day, that day, with the usual cast of unbelievably friendly peoples making it that way.


(a woman who made us delicious tea one night, stands by her kitchen stove)


(in a nearby village on a separate day, the community put on their masks to show off the Zapatista himn, which is still sung regularly, though without masks. The masks are worn so as not to show faces and to maintain the idea of equality)