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Project Bonafide and Creating a Self-Sustainable Ecosystem

May 15, 2009

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Editors Note: The following is a blog posted by Duane Batcheler, an acquaintance I was introduced to on the social networking site Myspace in 2005. At the time, Duane had recently quit his job in finance and sold everything he owned for a chance to travel the world. Since then, Duane has been involved in several different projects involving cultural awareness and making the world a better place.

  • Duane’s Travel Blog on Myspace – here
  • Link to Duane’s Slideshow of Ometepe Island – click here

Duane’s exploits show proof that it can be done, whatever it may be that you aspire to. He has accomplished plenty, all based on an inspired decision to get out and do something more than working 9-5pm. This is the spirit of what we are building with DNC Worldwide.

His latest project is enormous in scope and the most ambitious I’ve heard of in quite some time. Read about Project Bonafide below, perhaps it is something you’ll consider participating in yourself.

PROJECT BONAFIDE – By: Duane Batcheler

I’m done with traveling for a bit and now working with a group to purchase a 105 acre piece of land on Ometepe Island in Nicaragua.  Ometepe Island is considered the largest island in the world found in a freshwater lake.   It is formed by two volcanoes rising from Lake Nicaragua joined by a land isthmus and measures 276 square kilometers offering a great variety of ecosystems and natural tourist attractions such as rivers, waterfalls, springs, beaches and wetlands, all characterized by their almost virgin conditions.  The property has great views of the surrounding volcanoes, direct access to the lake, beautiful huge old growth trees, mango trees, palm trees and long treed arbor walkways.

Currently there is a farm with orchards, cows, and horses, about 30,000 square feet of existing buildings that can be used for temporary living quarters, offices, restaurant, hostel, and workshops, as well as a pier complete with a fishing boat and gear. The goal is to build a self sustainable organic farm, with solar and wind power, pump water from the lake for agriculture, and use wells for drinking water.  The other major focus is on hospitality: eco-lodge, cabanas, restaurant, hostel, kayaks, horses, beach, bar and night club, yoga, massage, hiking tours up the volcanoes, craft center, etc.

We hope to close by July 11th and start prepping the land for people to come down in December.  I will be working with a group called Bona Fide learning as much as I can about ‘permaculture’ over the next few months.

We’ve talked about catering to tourists who want to learn a skill, help with locals, or work on a farm.  We plan to bring in building materials in bulk and build each others houses as well as the common structures. If anyone is interested in helping or joining please let me know.

For more information on Nicaragua, Ometepe Island, and Project Bonafide, visit Duane’s blog.

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Ramadan Mubarak

September 6, 2008

…Or Happy Ramadan

Whether you like it or not, you pay attention to customs in a country that legally binds you to them. As an American, this is as foreign as it gets. Tickets for anything passing your lips, or working past 3 comes as a big surprise to all us office automatons. I personally have no intention on being dragged before a judge because of hunger. The routine I’ve cultivated has been shaken to its very roots! No more coffee in the a.m. to keep you from staring blankly into your computer screen. No more going to McDonald’s to be soothed by those great big golden Freudian tits. But all this insanity has me looking back at that routine thinking about sheep that pass through the same gates on a daily basis headed for the same shitty meal.  Maybe these folks have something on us in their ability to question their standard. Not that any of it matters. I still get pissed when Starbucks isn’t open at noon on Friday to bring me out of my coma (its not open at all before iftar).

So in this vain of whining about things previously taken for granted, let me pontificate (ah the use of stupidly large, overly intellectual, and randomly placed words!) on those things missed most. HBO, oh HBO, Wherefore art thou HBO?! I fear the loss of entourage and others can only be compared to loss of a strong Heroin addiction. A close second would be the loss of those meaningless debates over the next couple to fuck in the white house. The realization that no one else in the world cares is a big letdown. Oprah and Dr. Phil have been lying all these years; we’re all just fat worthless sacks of shit! No self-help book can help us now!

Oh well, if the separation anxiety doesn’t claim you and Ramadan doesn’t starve you, the desert and its heat will always find you!

The desert will certainly take away those things that we never meant to accumulate in the first place. Besides money and a love for the sun, it will also rob you any unwanted flesh that has thumbed a ride on your weary bones these past few years. If it doesn’t simply burn off as you settle into the black leather bucket seat of your new BMW, it will surely seep slowly from every pour in your body. Those fat cells will yearn for a cool splash of water; something to ease their slow death. And you will try, only to find that your pool has turned into a bubbling cauldron waiting to turn you into some sort of stew.

More to come from this most interesting of global locations.

Well, I guess I should include a dumb photo or two to placate those who can’t read…

It looks like any other building in the world…except that it stands almost twice as tall as the old world trade center. Hard to get that impression from the photo.

Cheers

From Atop a Sand Dune

August 4, 2008

Let us get the obvious out of the way…

It’s FUCKING hot! Houston is like Canadian Tundra compared to this place. I’ll get you guys a photo, but the humidity and sand just sort of hang in the air for you to choke on. 50 degrees is typical right now. The pool is more of a hot tub asking you kindly to cool back off out of the water. Not that any of this maters, b/c staying outside is damn near impossible anyway.

Now that I have that out of the way…

Dubai is what your kind brother would do if you gave him several trillion dollars. This place is not bread of necessity, but rather of a desire to be grander than anything else…ever. The Hotels are outlandish. The builders taller than what you think possible. The water parks bigger than anything else in the world. They build islands in the ocean and dig seas in the desert.

This is all for people who may or may not show up. It’s a strange feeling at times.

This giant non-alcoholic kegger is an amazing place to learn about people though. Everyone is here. Where the U.S. has only a few major ethnic groups who all think they are being discriminated against, here there are so many cultures that you can’t tell the difference anymore. In this way it is simply amazing. There is no telling who is serving you dinner, or what cultural groups you work with. The one known is that you work for the emirate. Thats pretty clear. They own everything. Literally, you must sell half your firm to have a certain degree of freedom to work  in this country. For example, WalMart would become Al-Futtaim Walmart or something along those lines. Very unique concept.

So what can you gain from this –> U.S. civil rights activists are bullshit.

So if you own half of everything (and then some), you have fast cars. There are many nice cars here. I have never seen so many Range Rover’s and BMW X5’s decked out in my life. The flip side of this coin is that there are no mid-range vehicles. You either drive a $100k+ car, or you drive a roll up window Yaris.

The Bathroom–>

I will have to take a picture of this for all of you. It is a classic. You cannot place toilet paper in the toilet (of course you can, but its frowned upon). There is a trash can next to the toilet for disposal. Not that this matters, b/c the TP doesn’t get dirty. You must first wash your ass with the hand held spray cannon (I mention cannon only b/c of the high pressure and searing heat). Imagine you kitchen sink hand held spray nozzel. Yes, they put one next to the toilet. You too can now have your daily enima.

I’ll get back on here soon with some pictures of this place along with some stuff on the job.

Cheers