Wahoo Bay Beach Hotel Port-au-Prince

... et les locaux aussi. Les rues de certains quartiers sont plus sûres. On se risque même à aider des gens inconnus sur la rue, ce qui ne se voyait plus du tout. À d'autres endroits, par contre, c'est encore la guerre dure, les clans, la police, les tanks de la Minustah (la mission des UN pour l'ordre et la paix en Haïti).<br><br>· Est-ce qu'on se sent menacés ? Non, pas vraiment. On va là où on sait que c'est ok, et ...

Bonjour groupe!<br><br>Cela fait maintenant un mois déjà que je suis ici, et tout ce que j'ai trouvé de bon à vous écrire ce sont des affaires déprimantes... Pas pour rien que Haïti est le pays le plus pauvre des Amériques. Mais bon, j'imagine que certains se demandent à quoi notre vie ressemble ici, ce sera l'objet de ce billet. Je me propose d'en faire un autre demain sur nos premières impressions. <br> <br> Mais d ...

... up the food we provide. It is such a small way to say thank you for all they do for us. The joy in their faces reminds me to be grateful for the little things in life. We then play simple games with the children like thumbwar, paper, scissors, rock, etc., etc.. Finally we end the night reflecting and playing the "three things" game within our own group. By now we all know everything about everyone else!

Qu'est-ce qu'on mange en Haïti? / What do you eat in Haiti? Pour le petit-déjeuner, on mange du pain avec du « peanut butter » ou bien les oeufs. En après-midi plusieurs encas sont disponsibles. Moi, je préfère les pâtés (pain léger avec la viande dedans), mais ma mère aime bien les cannes à sucre et les frescos (glace avec l'arome du menthe ...

... waited until we got the final word to launch. The last word we received was that we were going in hot, gun a blazin' ... But the night before we were to take the airport and commence operations, former President Jimmy Carter struck a deal with General Cedras (who were ousting) to leave the country peacefully. For me, this was a good thing, as I was not to keen on going to war. Sure, we had a job to do and I had made an oath, but damn, it's not like I sit around ...

... works. Our job is to not "do" for them, but to show them how to "do" for themselves. This is one of the reasons I enjoy this group so much. The clouds turn dark so the the trucks must be driven up the mountain and parked for our journey home tomorrow. We decide to go on a little hike up the other side of the mountain. It's so beautiful and the air is crisp. The people we come across are so friendly. Unfortunately part way ...

... up the walls of the Grand Canyon, winding and twisting, covered with boulders, right on the edge of cliffs. Your body is thrown and jerked about. Next time I suggest everyone wear neck braces. Luckily the roads are fairly dry and we have no flats..a miracle! The people in the small villages we drive through are friendly and wave. There are lots of children around (for some reason a lot of the little boys wear shirts but no ...

... pueblos muy hermosos, pero bastante aislados. Ferrier también es fronterizo, pero hacia el norte, más cerca de Ouanaminthe, y no está tan aislado como los tres anteriores. Todas estas comunidades son parroquias atendidas por los Misioneros Oblatos desde hace ya tiempo. El viaje misionero fue muy bonito, pero corto: fue como una probadita. Después viajé al sur, para ir a Camp Perrin. Casi todos los oblatos de Haití nos reunimos para el Congreso Anual ...

... the Oblates. Our "Dispensaire" belongs to the parish, and the Director of the Clinic is the Pastor - who is an Oblate. People from our parish (Sacred Heart - or "Sacre Coeur") depend on the clinic for treatment - and that includes those who come to the parish and those who don't (Catholics and other Christians as well). People from other parishes and other parts of town also come. There are several people on staff, summing up to 14 or 15 employees, and at ...

... t tell how old she was; maybe she had just come into womanhood when the disease stripped her body of fat and firmness and muscle, sending her here to lie on a bed all day, staring at the ceiling and listening to the moans of other women, and the flies buzzing duets around the room, watching the sun rise slowly up the orange wall, hover, then set in richening shades. I wonder what she thought as a strange white girl, with wide eyes and nervous hands, took her breasts in her ...