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My name is David Charles Kurtmen, but my friends call me Dave. I was born in Santa Cruz, California in 1987. I am currently in medical school at St. George's University. I graduated from the University of California at Santa Barbara in 2011 with a B.S. in Biology. While in college I played lacrosse and served as a course assistant for one of the most popular courses at my university. My dream is to become a doctor and work internationally towards improving healthcare in the developing world. I am a passionate adventurer and traveler.

Sunday, May 6, 2012

Monterey Salmon fishing with cooper and Dave


Cooper and I left the Monterey harbor at 500AM and made the run out the west edge of the Soquel canyon. Started fishing at 6 two double hookups, had our limit of 4 fish by 645.
The music in the video is "Savana Dance" by Deep Forest

Friday, April 20, 2012

Carmel River Video

Hi! I have been super busy since I have been back in the states and havent had any time to post. Here is a little video I made while camping on the Carmel river with my two friends Ryan and Ben. Enjoy!

Safe Travels,

Dave

Saturday, August 27, 2011

Coming home


I'm coming home.

Yesterday I cut my hair, that might seem like an odd thing to remark on, but at the time, it seemed a tangible representation of the time that has passed. I left home 53 days ago to find myself and to try to make a small impact on this world.
It is hard for me to reflect on what has changed in me, maybe after I return and the culture shock has worn off, I will find myself much the same as I left, only time will tell.
Tonight I am headed back into Karatu to spend my last couple nights before coming home.
I will be getting home tuesday afternoon. 
Joanne and I 

Ema and I 
dirty




Thursday, August 11, 2011

1/2 of our present, all of our future





There is a saying that children are one third of our present and all of our future. In sub-Saharan Africa 50% of the population is below the age of 15.
Rift Valley Children's Village is, at first glance, a beautiful orphanage nestled in the hills between Oldeani and Karatu, but there are a few very special things that set RVCV apart. Once a child comes to live here, this is their home. No children are adopted, that's right, an "orphanage" that does not have any children up for adoption. This means that while volunteers come and go, once a child moves here, they can develop relationships with the staff and the other children without reservations. Once the children finish primary school they go off to a boarding school in the area, but their needs are still taken care of, they come home during semester breaks, and they remain members of this community.
A question that is hard to avoid when working in a developing country is, "what is the long term impact of what is being done?" It is easy when you are at home in the states to say, "well I saved a life, that is worth something," and I would not argue against this feeling. But overall in the past 50 years over $1 trillion dollars of aid has poured into this continent and in many respects the standard of living has gone down. The issue of foreign aid is very complicated and not a topic I will even attempt to tackle here, but I did read an interesting take on the effects of foreign aid. The book is Dead Aid by Dambisa Moyo, for those interested in a great overview of aid in Africa and elsewhere. Where was I...?? Oh ya, long term impact. What is missing in many of the programs here is staying power. What I find very cool about Rift Valley, is that even though the organization is dependent on donations for its survival the "end product," the long term impact of this program, is that Tanzania will have more educated, compassionate young people tomorrow than it would have had if this place did not exist.
Sadly, there are more children on this earth than there are parents capable and willing to take care of them. Adoption is awesome for those who are willing to take it on, and there are many kids that would benefit from a loving home. ( and you don't need to travel to Africa or Asia to find them) What is so unique about Rift Valley, is that instead of transplanting these children from their place of origin to some foreign land (e.g. America) so that they can have a "better" life, a loving, safe and stable environment has been created here, an environment with structure, support and opportunity. RVCV is giving these children and their country a brighter future.

I am currently reading Harry Potter to the standard 2 kids.

Hope everyone is doing well, Ill be home in two weeks!!!!

Someone better go see the new harry potter with when I get back!

best,

Dave








Thursday, August 4, 2011

Leaving FAME






My time at FAME has been so memorable. I have learned so much about what it takes to pursue medicine in the developing world, and the personal sacrifices that must be made to do so. I am so grateful to Frank and Suzan for having me, and for the acceptance and guidance that I have received from the staff and other volunteers here at FAME. You will all be missed.
In the United States it sometimes feels like we are harassed by charities. At the checkout counter, in supermarkets, on television, on the internet, every organization seems to want money. I understand that this can be overwhelming, especially when you are a young, somewhat broke student, but however cliché it sounds even a little does make a difference.
FAME still needs funding to expand the existing Outpatient Clinic into an inpatient facility and dental service, to cover their ongoing operating expenses, and to help their medical student complete his education.
If you are interested in donating to FAME or just want to learn more about the organization check out their webpage http://www.fameafrica.org/help.html
Tomorrow I am headed up to the Rift Valley Children’s Village to volunteer for three weeks. I’ll update as soon as I can.
I hope everyone is doing well!
Best wishes,

Dave

Sunday, July 31, 2011

Mobile Clinic and Hunting with the Hadza


(Here is the link to the National Geographic article featuring  The Hadza, enjoy!)
7/29/11
                  Last Monday we left the Clinic in Karatu and drove four and a half hours over dirt roads to Gidamilanga, a small government dispensary that is virtually abandoned except for the one week each month that the staff and volunteers of FAME call it home.  When we arrived we noticed that there was a big to-do in a small Detoga encampment down the road. Grant and I decided to go down the road and check it out. In Karatu, two white men walking down the street stand out, here the contrast was even more extreme. As we approached we began to draw stares from the group surrounding the barricades set up to keep lions out. We decided that we would just continue to walk past and act normal. Grant thought that maybe someone would invite us in, I though this unlikely, but as we had just about passed, a man came walking briskly out from the interior of the encampment gesturing to us. I was a little worried, but the stranger came up and after greeting us in Detoga continued the conversation in pretty good english. He invited us in and said that it was fine to look around but, eyeing my DSLR, advised that it was better if I did not take pictures. We assured him we wouldn’t and proceeded to follow him past the guards. The “party” was the end of a 10 day celebration of the coming of age(13) of the young men and women of the tribe. The celebration was culminated by singing, dancing, drinking and circumcision of the young men and women. Observing the armed men surrounding us I figured that this may not be the best time to take a stand against female circumcision so I held my tongue. Our “guide” told us that he had family matters to attend but that we should feel at home and stop looking so tense. I tried to get some video of the women dancing and singing but I am not sure if it really turned out, after all I was shooting it while the camera was lung over my shoulder. After a while of standing there “acting natural” we decided it was our time to go and we headed back up to our room.
                  The rooms were hot, and the mosquito nets had holes in them, and I often awoke in the middle of the night covered both in bites and sweat. Since I have stopped taking my malaria medication, I am hoping that none of the mosquitos were carrying the parasite.
                  For the next two days we drove 45 minutes each morning, out to Endesh, where we set up in a small school building once ran by missionaries in a dry lakebed . When we arrived there were already about eighty people there and over the course of the two days in Endesh we treated about two hundred patients. I worked mostly in the lab, analyzing just about anything that comes out of the body that smells funky, and found, partly to my dismay, that I was kinda good at it.
On Thursday we set up in Gidamilanga and saw another hundred or so patients. It was a very rewarding experience and the people were so grateful!!
Grant and I traded Knives, and steel nails for sets of bows and arrows from the Hadza. We aquirred quite an arsenal haha. Later that evening one of the Hadza took us out into the bush to hunt. I am not sure if we were hunting for anything in particular b/c he seemed content to stalk and shoot at just about any living thing in the vicinity. He made an amazing shot and hit a very small bird with a wooden arrow. We stuck close to our new friend trusting his chances against a lion or hyena attack better than ours alone, though I might add that we have been practicing and are getting much better with our wooden bows. It was an experience hunting with one of the few remaining hunter gather tribes left in West Africa. His shirt was falling apart so grant gave him his shirt and sweatshirt. While he looked a little odd clad in a button-down Patagonia shirt and a hoody he was very grateful, and I hope that they serve him well.
We are back in Karatu and I have less than a week left at FAME to finish up my projects before I head up to Oldeani for the last three weeks of my stay in Africa.
I miss home, but am very grateful for the experiences that I am having here and the relationships that I have built with the amazing people who work tirelessly in the healthcare field in Tanzania.  
Best wishes,

Dave

Sunday, July 24, 2011



7/18
Today was hard. In Africa we encounter situations in medicine that would not occur in the US. Suffering tolerated and tucked away because of shame or ignorance.  There are people who fall through the cracks everywhere, but here the cracks are a lot bigger. There is simply not the medical resources and personnel to handle to needs of this country. 
It makes you appreciate the US. I think that there is an almost idealistic view of the people of the developing world. Like they have something valuable that we have lost. Life may be simpler here and there is a joy and beauty to that simplicity, but I would not envy the developing world. Because along with this simplicity comes suffering and poverty. You may be able to miss it when you glance around but it is there.
On a brighter note there are dedicated people here both Tanzanians and foreign aid workers. Last weekend we went up to visit an orphanage that was set up by an American woman in 2003. The children's village houses around 70 children. Once a child is taken in, they have a home for life. Many have gone off to secondary school but they still come back on vacations. The place was so alive! I was covered with children from the moment we arrived until they were pried off at our departure. There are many college aged volunteers who live their but they are almost all women and I think that the kids were so excited to see some guys.
7/24
I have decided to leave FAME early and spend my last three weeks in Tanzania at the children’s village.  Apart from the daily responsibilities of a volunteer, I will be working with Erica Southern, a nursing student at U W and volunteer at FAME, on a  sexual health education curriculum to institute in the local school while we are there. Check out their website http://www.tanzanianchildrensfund.org/
We are now packing for “Mobile Clinic” we drive 4 hours out on dirt roads and treat patients for a week that do not have a medical facility available to them. This should be as exciting as it is eye-opening. I have heard some horror stories that include bat bites and being forced to sleep with chickens but I am excited just the same.
Many of the people that we will be treating are members of the Hadza tribe, one of the few remaining hunter gather societies in east Africa . The Hadza were featured in a National Geographic article  in 2009. http://ngm.nationalgeographic.com/2009/12/hadza/finkel-text.html
Also I wish the Mountain Top team the best of luck at the Tahoe tournament! This is one event I am pretty bummed to be missing. LAX!
I wont have internet for about a week but ill try to update soon
Kwa Heri,
Dave