Good Day

Young Artist

Wood Carver

I had fun today.  Two large groups are here for the next week, and I helped get some of them settled this morning.  That meant that I left late for my trip back up to Delmas 75 to visit TeacHaiti School of Hope run by my friend Miquette.  I had no trouble getting up to Delmas 75, but after that it became tricky.  I grabbed a motorcycle taxi to take me on to the school, and I knew where I was going (unlike yesterday).  The problem was that the entire area is under construction, and none of the streets were passable, and I certainly didn't know any shortcuts.  I tried calling Miquette, but she didn't answer.  After driving around for 25 minutes, I decided to head back to Quisquea which is a Christian school at which Miquette works.  My hope was that someone there could give my driver directions to TeacHaiti.  Turns out that Miquette was actually there working a soccer tournament!  She had her brother drive me there himself.  I got some great pictures of the kids working on various art projects that they will then sell to earn money.  I can't wait to go back next Saturday and be there longer while the kids are working.

Face paint instead of  painting canvas

The trip back was simple.  A tap tap took me down to Delmas 47 where I got off because I had to grab some stuff at the store.  I decided to walk down the rest of the way because it's faster to walk than ride, and it's not that far.  Along the way I heard someone say, "Hey, what are you doing here?"  It was Billy, one of the teachers at TeacHaiti that I've met a couple of times on previous trips.  Who woulda thought that I would meet someone I know on the streets of PAP???

Artist

I decided to walk again after I got off the tap tap at Three Hands--it's only about 3/4 a mile to where I could pick up another motorcycle for the last leg.  However, about half way there, my friend Patrick pulled up alongside me and asked if I wanted a ride.  What are the odds of running into two friends on the streets of PAP????

Handmade purses

Dinner tonight was fun, too, because I had to translate from English to French.  I could actually do it--I do better with both the French and Creole when I speak it more than English.  I know that's a no-brainer, but it's hard to speak only Creole when there are so many guests here who speak English.

Lynn-writing a book about Miquette

Well, that's it for today.