There are so many little mysteries associated with Sarawak, especially; but also Kingston. For example, I have not heard nor has anybody else heard from the two volunteers that I roomed with the first year in Sibu, Barbara and Gretchen. These two were the very first volunteers in Sibu, the Administrative headquarters in the Third Division of Sarawak. This meant that the schools were multi-cultural with Chinese, Iban, Malay, Kayan, Punan and one or two European. On the other hand, in Jamaica, at the University Hospital of the West Indies, the patients were almost all Jamaicans. I am not going to attempt to define what is a Jamaican because there is a lot of inter-mingling already. For me, the PCV, my multi-cultural worlds did seem to get along quite well, but as soon as I was gone, I read that there was not that much change in Sarawak and I have no idea about Jamaica. Both experiences were amazing; but I had them before I became the global traveller that I am now. I think one of the challenging aspects of the world that I have and still do live in, is the spirit of globalization. For me, I hope the individualization will survive, in spite of the global markets tendancy to go for the cheapest price and not the best goods. I think it is better to go for the best goods because, in this way, quality is assured; when
you go for the cheapest price there are no underlying values to prop this world up.
These are my thoughts for today.
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