Karibe Hotel Port-au-Prince

... qu'on voit et vit, même si on est « protégé ». Pourquoi un pays donné devient si pauvre ? Pourquoi un pays qui était si prospère et plein de potentiel devient si misérable ? Comment un pays peut se permettre de se déforester à ce point, avec les impacts environnementaux, économiques et sociaux qui s'en suivent ? Comment une de leurs îles, de même grandeur et potentiel de que la Martinique, devient finalement obsol ...

... se gaver de mangue fraîche, papaye, ananas, bananes, melon d'eau (rose ici, pas rouge!). Et on ne parle pas de leur confiture de pêche ou de mangue : le paradis dans un bocal! Pour les autres repas, bien qu'on rêve d'un spagatt maison, on se laisse quand même à la facilité quotidienne de leur cuisine goûteuse, sinon bien beurrée. (On est à l'Hôtel Montana, un des plus "chics" de la place, s'cusez pardon. Mais bon, un ...

... some luggage as a few of our bags are over the fifty pound limit. Bill and Dave get pulled out randomly to have their carry-ons measured. Surprise, surprise, the bags are "too big" so they must be checked for the tidy sum of $100 per bag. We organize ourselves at the gate and head to the duty-free shops for provisions. Soon we are on the plane for the final leg of our journey. My travel buddy has not picked up his duty-free at ...

... connaisent pas, c'est un fromage fondu trouvé dans un petit paquet rond. Il est divisé en 8 trigulaires - un pour chacun...ou tous pour moi :D Faîtes sa connaisance ici. Regardez ses mignonnes boucles d'oreilles! :-) Attention aux Français: envoyez-m'en!!!!!!!!!!! I wants it. I needs it. Must have Laughing Cow! Errr....on va du coq (vache ...

... the Dominican border. This, for me, was by far the most interesting part of my trip to Haiti. This was the Haiti I envisioned in my mind. Thick jungles, remote villages and yes ... Complete with voodoo witch doctor ... No kidding aside! I never got to meet him personally, but was able to see where he lived. His hut was surrounded by a fence, with animal skulls. The outside of his hut had odd-looking paintings and symbols on the front door. It was definitely a sight to ...

... of hot dog dish. Now I find American hot dogs dicey at best so there was no way I was eating this hot dog! After dinner all the workers who have helped us all week; cooking, transporting water, etc. are paid. Each receives between $5 and $10 dollars, for a country in which the average worker makes less than $2 per day this is good. They are very kind and gracious to us. Bill and Dave spend a lot of time talking to Boniface ...

... into the cement rectory, oil lamps for light. The girls are led to their room. First thing we see is a huge spider on the wall. This starts the screaming. As I go to put my bag on the bed, a cockroach runs over my foot. We immediately push all beds to the middle of the room. In the dark it seems as if a million bugs are everywhere. We go to eat dinner (it's already around 10:00) in the dark of course. I can't stomach anything ...

... tradición escribir una carta al Superior General para solicitar esta obediencia, y aunque las sugerencias no siempre son determinantes, siempre son bien recibidas. Me he propuesto escribir y enviar esta carta para que la reciba el Superior General antes de la Reunión del Consejo General. Les comparto un poco de como va mi proceso de hermosa donfusión. Por una parte, aunque amo profundamente a mi pueblo y a mi país, y aunque viva de recuerdos y de ...

... who are unable to pay. Medicine is dispensed at our pharmacy. Medicines are purchased to medical labs through credit at very low prices. The benefit from the sales of medicine is minimal. The Ministry of Health pays for one nurse and one "auxiliaire." The rest of the salaries come from... well, Divine Providence (whatever our clinic makes - for it really is no business). The clinic is not funded by the Oblates. Last october, I went to Mexico for our ...

... the air like nails, then dropped raggedly, and I would concentrate on remembering to switch gloves, and to finger each toe. Their toenails were all painted red, though chipping away and in need of clipping. Calluses covered their feet, and I wondered, as I spread lotion, if this was really a way to die with honor, and how some older or sick people would otherwise be cast out on the streets. One lady wanted me to rub her hard, because her muscles hurt, probably from staying in ...