Upon leaving the airport tarmack and entering the muggy customs building we were confronted by the obligatory confusion and rudeness that seems to go with crossing a border. Patience seemed to wear the officials down and we entered a madhouse of porters all competing for the right to carry our baggage. These guys give the word aggressive a whole new meaning.
Luckily, we found our lost Fr. Herve in that mass of humanity. Six of us squeezed into one and one half seats of a Nissan and took of on a car ride of a lifetime. The sights of devastation caused by poverty and natural disaster created an unforgettable landscape. Our route was full of people, road conditions, competing traffic all navigated with speed, skill, horn and brakes and a solid measure of luck. Four hours later we were grateful to be in Laborde, Haiti.
Our late evening meal hosted by Fr. Herve and his brother priests allowed us to unwind. Our hosts are men of quiet confidence and great care. I am looking forward to what tomorrow will bring...
Jim White
Glad everyone arrived in Haiti safe and sound. It sounds like your adventure has truely begun. I am praying for all of you to have a fruitful trip and to return home safely!
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