Sunshine and Wheelchairs

Silan and I spent the rest of the week unsupervised as the center was closed. I ran around snapping photos of the place these ones are by Dads request)

 

We kept ourselves busy completely revamping wheelchairs. This is no easy task here because without a stock pile of wheelchairs to work from, spare parts are hard to come by. We managed to salvage a few laterals, tracks and joints from an odd assortment of old British chairs from the school for children with disabilities down the road.

We spent hours brainstorming and trial and erroring. I feel like I now understand every nook and cranny of these wheelchairs.

(Silan testing head rests and hard at work developing a plan)

With a little sweat and blood and a whole lot of dreaming of power tools we managed to come up with solutions we were convinced might, sorta, kinda work……. I gained a whole new appreciation for Heip and Charlie, the trusty wheelchair techs I had access to at GF Strong. I think I owe those boys a gift when I get home.

After a few gruelling days of working in the hot center we managed to get out for an afternoon of Beach Parliament (a brilliant Caribbean idea where you take any and all important matters to the beach and conduct all business from the sandy shoreline!)

Suprizingly we did manage to get our work done before being approached by locals offering us `tours`and informing Silan she needed to change her name because no one here has ever heard it before and therefore its no good.