Guest Blog from American Red Cross Mile High Chapter
It wasn’t a normal ice-breaker in the Red Cross 444 Sherman Street auditorium as student humanitarian aid workers guided a blind-folded colleague through a mine field. It took minutes to move several feet. At the end of the obstacle course, a border guard demanded a visa form in an unidentified language and nonspecific fees.
What would it be like to have a humanitarian aid mission to deliver medical supplies for a severe epidemic outbreak in a refugee camp? Would you know your specific rights as an aid worker? What might delay your progress while navigating through unspent artillery and addressing unidentified border patrols?