“Faster, faster!” I yelled to the motorcycle driver. “Don’t stop for that guy. Just go!” We slipped between the partially closed gate and past the guard without stopping. Can you get in trouble for breaking into a country you “officially” never left?
I returned to the orphanage after four days on the road. When I got there, there wasn’t any electricity, as is usually the case throughout Haiti, but what I really wanted was just a shower. However, there wasn’t any water because the tank up on the roof was empty and the orphanage had run out...
Up in the mountains, high above all the crap in the Port au Prince valley, sits a quaint town called Kenscoff. Up here it rains a lot and the air is clean. The mountains back here are incredibly steep, jutting up like dorsal fins on a shark. The Tetons are this steep, but they are...
I had a chance to have brunch last Friday with a fellow Macalester grad who works at the UN here in Haiti. I also had a chance to ride around town in a giant motorized shark cage on wheels. Both activities revealed more problems that Haiti needs to overcome before it can improve.
There are so many hurdles to making any noticeable improvements in Haiti that it’s frustrating. What’s worse is politics play a big role in the state of the country’s social affairs. Why even try? I find myself asking people “Why are you still here?”
