Kyrgyzstan’s Permanent Mission to the
United Nations is surprisingly small. It consists of two rooms, one of which is
sectioned into 3. There has been no space for me to work with them in their
offices. I don’t say this though to call blame or speak against. Rather, I am
grateful for their lack of space. I am grateful because the Ambassador has
basically given me my assignment and sent me to find my own way. By doing so, I
have been able to see some of the most amazing sights of my life. Right now in
fact, I am sitting in this amazing little book shop typing up the summation of
my day and the day’s research.
The owner has “volunteers” who come in
and work for him. Often times he walks outside and doesn’t come back for 10-15
minutes. But this is accepted by the patrons and they wait. Only to have the
owner come back and everyone greets each other with smiles on their faces.
There
is a friendliness to this city that I was never told about. If you think that
this is the city you are supposed to be in, then it must be so, and nothing
anyone says will make it otherwise. The denizens of this city understand this
fact and respect it… if you respect it.
After meeting with the Ambassador
yesterday he gave me an assignment, to look into the effects of watershed
degradation and thematic disasters in mountainous regions. Because of sharp
slopes, high and low temperatures, and how they vary depending upon altitude
the effects of natural disasters are compounded in mountainous regions.
Landslides, mudslides, and soil erosion effect farmers in those areas at a
magnitude not seen in the Texas Panhandle. This leads to unfavorable farming
practices, loss of life, and an economic downturn that you wouldn’t see in Utah
and the prime slopes of Park City.
The more I read of the resolutions set
forth by the United Nations, the more I realize the incredible struggles that
some, not all, countries deal with. And that right there is the necessity of
what I am doing here at the UN.
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