El Rancho Port-au-Prince

Here it is! Ici c'est!

Bonjou!

Ki jan ou ye? Je vous le jure, apprendre le créole c'est comme manger un Duncan Hines bien frais, encore un peu chaud... Exea les tons vietnamiens, ici on l'apprend une fois, et ça marche la fois d"après. Mais là n'est pas l'objet du blog.

Certains de vous l'avez demandée, d'autres pas, mais comme je suis mémère, je vous présente aujourd'hui notre lieu de vie: ze house we live in.

Port-au-Prince (PAP) est encadré par 2 ...

... kind where the tomatoes are stacked in pyramids.

Finally, we arrived at Le Ritz, the place I will call home for the next year. A “Bienvenue Suzanne!” sign hung on my front door, and I walked into a room that was sweet with the smell of fresh flowers. A massive bouquet sat inside a fruit basket on the side table next to my couch—fruit and flowers from the IDEJEN staff! My apartment is much larger than I had anticipated. I have plenty of space for ...

... a à offrir contre le désir d’un homme désintéressé? Cette patiente finira avec une hystérectomie; n’y pense plus pour le restant de tes jours, y’en aura plus de bébé…

Je passe rapidement sur les nombreux regards perdus d’adultes stoïques, debout dans les rues sèches et délavées de couleurs par le soleil ardent de Cité Soleil; mais que font-ils là??? Probables survivants de malnutrition sévère à l’enfance, ils n’ont pas l’ ...

... It has been delayed to 7:05. They are holding it! The pilot nicely asks people to remain seated so anyone flying to Grand Rapids or St. Louis can depart quickly. Strangely everyone gets up anyway, are they all flying to the same place? We sprint through the airport in record time and run into our seats. Thank the Lord, we have made it. As I sit there sweaty, dirty, probably stinky as well, I am so happy to be on the final ...

... I don't know this area at all so it was good to start looking around. I visited the Parc Jean Boyer, got hassled by some little kids for money, and then kept walking down the main road. After about an hour of walking, I was soaking wet.

On Monday I am heading to the embassy to start working and I am excited to get some things started. I'll probably share a few links when my work starts getting posted at the dLOC website. Until later, au revoir.

... were very small shack houses stacked up against each other in the most confusing and winding maze I have ever seen. People were everywhere and a lot of visible trash in the streets. After passing City Soleil, we pulled into Laurent's soap making business which was secure. We got a quick tour on how to make Haitian soap which was really unresting and not what I expected. We repacked our bags into a secure truck for the rest of ...

... much turkey meat because the lack of food for animals means they don't exactly plump up. The majority of Haitians and their animals are skinny. At night we watch a slide show of everyones pictures, ahhh, the wonders of a laptop. Upon going to bed we discover a cockroach, as usual, and a large moth (think the size of your hand). I kill the cockroach but we decide to ignore the moth. As soon as the lights go out the ...

Saludos desde Cabo Haitiano, donde la vida va bien. Me siento muy contento en muchos aspectos: ahora comprendo mucho mejor el creol y puedo conversar. He comenzado no solo a acompañar a algunos grupos como oyente, sino también estoy dando pláticas, he comenzado a bautizar y a predicar, y seguramente muy pronto comenzaré con funerales y matrimonios. MILOT Uno de los Oblatos fue a Milot para ayudar con las confesiones, y le acompañé. Milot es un pueblo ...

We made it to Toussaint Louverture Int'l after a short flight from Miami. On arrival we had to go through the sketchy customs hassle, which turned out to be extremely easy. Let me define we: Three students (Erika, Ali, and I), Gigi (a nurse), and Eli (a professor in Eau Claire). Our contacts through SOIL (www.oursoil.org) were Marcorel, Lulu, Jineatte, and Rea. They were supposed to meet us on arrival, but they ...