“How puzzling
all these changes are! I'm never sure what I'm going to be, from one minute to
another.”
I am obviously in the
rollercoaster of the thesis – yesterday I felt like a complete idiot! Who do I
think I am, coming from fancy Sweden and assuming that in two months I will
have a better understanding than the locals about the extremely complex
situation of the water management in Cochabamba?
Days like those I am
incredibly happy to be with my partner in crime Tess – what would I do without
her?! When I’m sobbing, she comforts me and rationally explains why we are not
idiots, that our research purpose has a different approach which although it
will not change the world, will result in a presentable thesis. Then she tells
me I can have an ice cream, and everything feels manageable again.
We decided to broaden our
perspective a little and include more stakeholders, and today we have conducted
another two interviews. It is a little bit tricky since we cannot just go out
in the street and ask anyone, but need representatives from selected
stakeholders. But so far we have done five interviews, and we have possibly
five more this week. All in all we might possibly end up with 15 interviews,
which would be a huge amount of data. But then we are free to choose what will
be interesting to us, which is way better than struggling with too little
information.
On the personal level, we
are still in awe of this country. We see so many beautiful things every day,
and the people are incredibly nice and helpful wherever we go. This past Sunday
was Día del Peatón, pedestrian day,
which meant no motorised vehicles from 9am to 5pm. As I was doing a
participatory observation from 8.30am to 10.30, I had to walk 45 min to get
back home. What an experience! It felt like two weeks after the apocalypse, or
post-oil-peak. So calm and quiet, and the air is less contaminated. I was
walking in the biggest roads and saw entire families biking everywhere and
people selling juice and ice cream in the middle of the streets. I was filled
with joy and prosperity when I got back home. This happens three days per year
here in CBBA, and it is surely an eye-opening experience…
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